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hard for me
03:05
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one minute, i need a minute
two more shots, I think I'm reaching my limit
and I can't stop thinking 'bout you, 'bout you
about all the things we used to do, to do
an image flashes, wine glasses and summer songs
been a while, didn't think it'd feel this long
but this emotion can drain the ocean, I know it's strong
I'm just hoping you can come along
chorus:
who knew this would be hard for me
one minute then we're back to it
who knew this would be hard for me
the summer comes, I get back, a different taste
can't trip on the bad thoughts, I needed this
unload the car, back up, it's going great
months pass, don't think that I'm awake
land shakes, bus breaks, stop and go
new text, subtext, it's like a show
sun or snow, need to know if the feeling's changed
please answer when the phone rings
chorus
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open
02:25
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broken connections, I'm crossing the sea just to say that I did it, it wasn't for me, me
saved by the pain that I felt when I found that I fucked up and closed every link, link
didn't know that it was worth it, but I knew that I was skirting abuse, a few new yous, a heart that grew, a shattered view, I'm falling through and hurting
lying to my angels just to get into your space, space--knew that it was stupid not to stay, stay
for your comfort, come through, cum, I'm numb from bumps and rum and sunless fun
waiting for the sun or something to hit my face, face
lost a bit of self along the way, way
let a stray though, I might fuck, I messed up, cum shot, a frayed knot (afraid to not)
acid in my stomach as I watch them get a piece from day to day to day
knew that it would, you gave the looks, you got them hooked, and you took the time, I had rights
fucking it up 'cause it's a part of me
no trust, not rome but it's burning
something ain't right and it hurts my head
knowing it changed and I didn't help
different smells--it's a new bed!
sending a message I'm not him
chorus:
oh, ain't open
oh, ain't open
3000 miles and a week
it went wrong, we were weak
trying to patch but it wasn't enough
lost the thread now it's too (much)
oh, stay open
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there
04:36
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how do I make the phone ring,
why do I even care
how are you all around me
when you're not really there
there
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shit's fucked, everything is terrible, i'm going to bed
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leave it alone, it won't get better
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trapped
05:16
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stone eater
04:14
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she's eating my heart out
strength is all gone, how can I
push the thoughts back (push the thoughts back)
looking for light, I can't find it
bodies aren't dry, but we'll bury them
we'll give them closure
we'll give them the warmth of her body
chorus:
it's not getting better
hair is wet, not getting dry
light comes in, she breathes a sight
a spectral mass, my turn to pass
it's burning me, no sympathy
lone lamp turns off, she's not enough
her skin is taut; too hot, too rough
paneled sunset, painted sky
dreams of caves, glinting light and
chorus
lovely pillow, open window
smoke it billows, night are simple
phone'll get you so
turn it off, miss a call
it's all been lost
simple stuff but getting off
so the basic premise: unforgiven
know she's winning
start the sinning to
send a missive
then hope she gets it
hours later, now you're tipsy
(smoke and whisky)
don't take it off, you know you're wrong
not your fault (yes it is)
never wrong
5 months, 10 days
hard stop, no way
no thought, just pain
won't tell guilt weights
get back, no shame
go back, just came
new shirt, old flame
belt off, no Hanes
break down, slow jam
no glove, same game
no thought (new flame)
chorus
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letting it go
05:25
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promise never again
you kiss me and I can tell
next time isn't a threat
a detail left off your neck
a phone call--more than a text
I guess I should've expect more, expected more
I think you're gorgeous as hell
like water straight from the well
I'll be the beau, you the belle
together we'll never tell
slipping deeper and well,
I guess I shouldn't have asked for more, more
chorus:
picking it up
letting it go
through to your heart
making it so
beautiful path
working for her
brand new start in
letting it go
greatest time with the one you love
wintertime cold, but you rise above
springtime comes, bringing brand new stuff
so you hop on a bus to go explore
chorus
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David Washington, D.C.
I’m a DC-based experimental electronic musician. My new album, Beacon, is out March 1.
David recommends:
Census Designated
by Jane Remover
A thoughtful, atmospheric record.
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Such a personally meaningful record. So beautiful and free.
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Super cool pop record.
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