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stay above
04:48
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LYRICS
you were glad you didn’t grow up in the midwest with republicans and storms
‘cause you knew that you might chase them--the storms, i mean--that chaos in your bones
every time it rains i just want to fade away
your reflection laughs in the puddles on the freeway
slow and then sudden the raindrops fell
try to stay above water, trust yourself
‘cause nobody can save you if you don’t want help
try to stay above water
we didn’t start to drown until we got back from your dad’s house on the lake
even though you hate your dad you cherish any moment you can take`
when the highways flood, we will swim home side by side
the clouds speed by so much faster than the time
no one will save me
i just exhale
you knew the day would come when you would sink into the city and the sounds
a year ago i hoped you got the plague now i just hope you stay around
with every cell phone ring, i shudder and inhale
and the sirens blare inconsiderate and pale
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hey cat
03:35
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LYRICS:
i was wishin’ you would be the one that got away, not the one that got away with all the shit you did.
‘cause i could write you songs with fairytales or violins but carry on believing all the lies you need to win this
oh, we were more like a pop song ‘til, baby, it went wrong and now we’re just static on the radio
oh, you’re a voice in a memory that keeps me pretending that i might make my way home
hey cat, what you gotta say about that?
one dance, bet it on a heart attack
one day your eyes glow cold and
we woke up so much older
hey cat, blame me when the seasons change
these days i’m trying to forget your name
don’t wanna sing along to some sort of stupid love song
looking back it’s kind of funny in sad way
or so damn tragic that there’s nothing else to do but laugh
but i remember how you giggle when you’re nervous
so maybe all you taught me is there’s not really a difference
oh, we were deep in a cliche: it starts with a bad day and ends with a chorus on the radio
oh, you’re a storm in a small lake that buries the good days from when i knew my way home
but faith got broken on a friday night
one day you’re here the next you’re drivin’
to run and flee or fall and fight...
but all it took for me was to catch you smilin’
don’t blame me if your feelings change
i was begging to forget your name
don’t wanna sing along to some sort of stupid love song
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