1. |
Breathing Room
03:37
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I don't mind getting lost cause somebody told me,
it's nothing to fear
If every step I take's toward being honest,
Well I guess I'm getting better
They don't want me to take on the problems they think won't change
You don't get how I could even feel this way
But to me, it's all so clear
How can they learn when they're struck with fear?
Of what tomorrow morning feels like when you're not here
You say you've been in the system here,
Going on three decades,
But from the outside in it's all so clear that,
nothing yet has really changed
Right now I don't need your average salary
You might wonder, how could he be so crazy
So I take all of my time
And put it back into other lives
Who I know might just, need a little,
Room to breathe
Right now I don't need your average salary
You might wonder, how could he be so crazy
So I spend all that I can
On those who love everything I am
And I'll get back that thing that means the most to me
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2. |
Higher End of Empty
04:30
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One more week it'll all be over,
And I believed
Not a day of that spent sober,
You saw right through me
Streetlights cutting through the fog
Thick with doubt and questions we pushed off
No doubt that you were such a good friend,
But you always overthink
There's no use sitting on what happened
I smiled and watched you sink
Farther down into my arms
Thinking of where we've been
And how we've come so far
Laying here it's more than fun,
She's not just some new someone
Who I picked up to ease my tired mind
I didn't think that anyone
Could change what I'd become,
From sunburnt eyes and taking crooked lines
My tank is stuck sitting
On the higher end of empty
I hope you think of Sunday mornings,
As the rest of your life
Where you wake up just to do nothing,
And everything seems fine
Reading back all of my thoughts
They seem so crazy how could I have made them up?
Laying here it's more than fun,
She's not just some new someone
Who I picked up to ease my tired mind
I didn't think that anyone
Could change what I'd become,
From sunburnt eyes and taking crooked lines
Oh there's no need to
Cause I'll just sleep through
The night until I calm myself
Unless I wake up
From something made up
Oh you'll tell me that you slept well
And I believe you, Because I really want to
Laying here it's more than fun,
She's not just some new someone
Who I picked up to ease my tired mind
I didn't think that anyone
Could change what I'd become,
From sunburnt eyes and taking crooked lines
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New Neighbors Cleveland, Ohio
Welcome to the Neighborhood!
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We're Mike, John, and Drew and we're
your New Neighbors!
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Bringing Atmospheric Alternative Music to the Cleveland Area and Beyond!
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