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The bitter truth is frozen in
from years out in the storm
We can try to that it out
but it will still remain in form
Oh nostalgia that I have wronged
We have let our notions fall
No feeling to hold on
No memory to recall
The vacant apartment on Pine
held lives of the broken men
We tried to gather their bones
but they shattered in our hands again
Oh nostalgia that I have wronged
We have let our notions fall
No feeling to hold on
No memory to recall
This is my home
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The city lights were shining all around
on our walk home from a night drunk downtown
Yeah, the concert was good and the day had gone perfectly
You had this look in your brown eyes as you talked about everything
But soon enough you started to cry
and we both knew your reason why
I wanted to break through the door help you forget everything
Pick you up off the floor, help you mend all your dreams
I still felt lost at sea
you still felt just as lost as me
so when you opened the door, my thoughts ran on repeat
What's a beauty like her during with a wretch like me
Then I saw my reflection in the window
and didn't recognize myself
After everything we've been through
maybe we both need someone else
I swear to give you all I've got left
as long as you promise me to
don't have much I really want now
but one thing that matters to me is you
Don't let me down
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Everything Made Sense
03:11
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The Rib-Cage Blues
04:13
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I sing in this thickening air
while god pounds the rib-cage blues on my lungs
This crusty blood's on my finger tips
My open wounds stain the chapel floor.
If hell froze, then I'll clean the mess that I made
This crusty blood's on my finger tips
I pick my scabs just to feel again;
God laughs as I wipe the blood on my jeans
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