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Lately
02:55
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There is, a couple staring at us in the corner booth
But we're probably the assholes
I found, a new way to spend my time and spend it well
That's me hanging out with you
Cause everybody, is in a pop-punk band now
While I'm still, writing songs about
I gotta little bit of me left
and all the time in the world
If I could find a better way to get this through to you
I'd probably, I'd probably just walk away
But lately, I hope you feel the same
You have so many people in your life
I have a couple roads to take in my life
So don't be worried
Cause everybody is at some hardcore show at the balcony
While I'm still, staying up way too early
I gotta little bit of me left
and all the time in the world
If I could find a better way to get this through to you
I'd probably, I'd probably just walk away
But lately, I hope you feel the same
Can you believe it ?
(in the past year) (this happened so soon)
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Peoples
03:03
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He walked on by, said he's gonna die alone
I said it was too soon, too know
At a party with no cell phone, social anxiety hangs out
Before we go to the diner, I'll check my notebook I've been
Writing names in it since we got here
When I get uncomfortable, I pull my hat over my face
You seem to look at me weird but the stitches get in the way
I met some cigar guy, he offered me some e-juice or something
I said I was alright
Scary movie plastic gore freaks me out way more than it should
Perfect circles, black and white tiles, don't get me started man
Four hours at a dealership, I was just some kid
You know ? Way back then..
He walked on by, said he's gonna die alone
I said it was way too soon, to know
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I knew you felt like that, it's something I'd fight back
I hope you would have fought back
I need to make drugs
need to make drugs, what the fuck am I doing ?
I need to make good
need to make good, what the fuck am I doing ?
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Beach (demo)
02:32
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Are you ready for the storm
I hear it's coming fast
I don't know what's next
Did you teach it to yourself ?
Don't listen to anyone else
I don't think thats fair
Inside, outside
These wounds won't heal
Dockside, cool vibes
Let's burn down another one
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This house calls my name
TV sets and dusted frames
This static is more than sound to me
Backyard, green leaves
Soaked pillows and concrete seats
I know, it's such a pain to stand
All at once it's coming out, you are something else
It isn't what it seems, I can't press my own dreams
Lately it's coming up, you are something else
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I remember way back when
Where you were so different
Now seeing too far apart
And with my friends making art
Where are you now ?
Wasting someone elses time ?
Waiting for a storm..
Only looking at the negatives
I'm a lot better now..
Singing my heart out in these basements..
I remember way back then
We took it easier than we should have
I have my all
We took a fall
Walking towards the door..
Waiting for a train
Only finding out were not the same
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Just the Architects Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Delco based suburban Indie Pop
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