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Come See Me
03:58
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In a humid room
On a contact high
I just called up to see if you had thought about stopping on by
I know that I'm amusing
To you and your kind
But I had hoped that you'd still try to see me in some kind of light
I waited up thinking you'd call me back
I waited up feeling alright
If hope is my lover then dismissal's the tear in my eye
If you still plan to come see
It's best if you come with some speed
Tonight I can feel my old habits calling for me
I break my tongue
on the words I cough up
Thinking if love is an answer then surely this should be enough
I can't contradict that
Nor speak too soon
I'm not the thorn in your side; I'm more like the nail in your shoe
Still I waited up hoping you'd notice me
I waited up feeling okay
If I don't see dust, will I ever know you're on your way?
If you still plan to come see
It's better if you come with some speed
Tonight I can feel my old habits calling for me
If you still plan to come see
It's best if you come with some speed
Tonight I can feel my old habits calling for me
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Box of Letters
03:41
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You were on your way to call me
I was on my way to give a damn
We met halfway and decided that you're better then I am
I've got a box full of letters, not one of them's got a stamp
I can't hear the sound of laughter
I can't stand the taste of tears
I've been drying for a week now but I'll never last the year
When all is said and done, it's a come-up that I fear
So I dust the box off and I scribble your address
I lose my faculties and I crumble to a mess
But I feel blessed to pull my head up from my chest
Because I know my words will find you there
In the place where I'll be missed
You were heated when you called me
I was defensive because I was scared
I took it badly when you scolded me and that broke me then and there
I got wasted and I hated you; I resented how you cared
So I stumbled to my car
I fumbled with my keys
I pulled my wits out through my teeth said "why the hell should I need these?"
I swear I saw you for a second right before I hit the trees
Will you dust the box off and scribble in my mom's address
Curse my name and light a fire in your chest, or will you just rest?
Know there was nothing that you could do
I only ever spoke the honest truth to you
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Funeral
04:48
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She wakes up to tell him that she loves him
He don't wake up to hear the good news
He's fallen asleep for the last time tonight
Traded light for a dark kind of tune
The kids will come down for a couple of weeks
Shuffle papers and talk about his life
Finding hidden old wishes and confessional kisses
Then leave before it's her turn to cry
The funeral was brief and like a bad kind of joke
They got his hometown and his kids' names both wrong
But we were all moved to tears when his brother stood up
and sang a version of his favorite song
So we hold on to a ghost of his memories
Built on laughter and a couple of frowns
And I can't help but think about how they fucked up our names
and forgot what to call his home town
They prepare you for grief in the highest
They don't tell you about all the work on the back end and the time
Calling debtors and friends while you've still got your head
For God's sake get mama some wine
We've taken hundreds of messages from strangers and from friends
I think the fridge just might burst at the seams
I think mama might start a riot
if she ever sees a lily again
So we hold on to a ghost of his memories
Built on laughter and a couple of frowns
And I can't help but laugh about how they fucked up our names
and forgot what to call his home town
She's stronger than iron a sharper than steel
I guess i'm glad he went first in a way
Still I wish that I could or maybe wish I know how
To say "I love you and I hope you're okay"
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Aidan Bailey Williams Alexandria, Virginia
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