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I'm biting my sleeves, I can only see my walls
I can't smoke a bowl, I'm losing control of it all
Talking to my inner self
Memories up on a self
Guess my choice is let the voices
Take all control
Roller coaster in my soul
Here we go out of control
Demons inside are set free
We can't let you be carefree
Counting up to 1,2,3!
That whore showed her face, now I'm a full basket case not once more
I feel trapped in place, my head feels like a bass on the floor
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Y.a.M.L.a.F.
04:16
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The days go by we pass
Burning on the inside of your greatest path
You know that it won't last
With every book we get
Machines and suits and ties make you just forget
Who you were then
And all these things left in my past
Are burning deep down in the grass
Please don't leave me here on my own
Because I might just leave your home
With all these things left in my head
I might as well be left for dead
We all recall the days
Treetops in the hills we left so far away
It's better off this way
And all these things left in my past
Are burning deep down in the grass
Please don't leave me here on my own
Because I might just leave your home
With all these things left in my head
I might as well be left for dead
And I, live my life, through this demise
To divide, the times we spent
And I will like to see your eyes again
And through this eyes we made again
And I would Like
Please don't leave me here on my own (To hear you there)
Because I might just leave your home (Inside my ear)
With all these things left in my head (Without a doubt)
I might as well be left for dead (You are my lost and found) x2
You are my lost and found
You are my lost and found
You are my lost and found
You are my lost and found
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Xanax & Spite
03:51
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You said that it would work in the end
You promised, maybe you did intend
To make this last, we had a blast
Now here I stand, forgetting our past
Pour some salt on the wound
And some lemon juice too
Maybe then my actions will succeed to get through
And now you're blocked out, I can see the light
You'll have overdosed, on some Xanax & Spite
And now you're gone
After so long
I pushed you out, forever
And when you're dead
Goodbyes won't be said
I won't see you, no never
He said he could keep all the secrets
But oh no, he couldn't keep his mouth shut
The truth came out, without a doubt
And now you're gone, I think I can hold out
You said we would never talk again
You told me, that we can't play pretend
You tried to run, so we'd be gun
You took this gun, and shot me
You left me in spite so you can stay another night
I won't see you anymore
Anymore
Anymore
Anymore
And now you're gone
After so long
I pushed you out forever
And when you're dead
Goodbyes won't be said
I won't see you, no never
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NJ Washed Up
03:08
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What's this mistake I made
On that very day at home, i'll fly away
I'm in a disarray
Take this pain away from her, I did not mean
And this is not the story that I told you
These are just the reasons why i left
Stay away, and you broke down my brain
I'll move another mountain for you
If you didn't change
Can we fly away?
To that brand new place that's home, where we can stay
(5,4,3,2!)
The voices scream my name
And I cannot run away from them, they will not leave
And this is not the stories that I told you
This is just the reason why i left
Stay away, and you broke down my brain
I'll move another mountain for you
If you didn't change
I just want to say, you're miserable in pain
I brought you over bullets for you
If you didn't change
What's a gift that never lasts?
Tears you apart and just runs past?
Today, we'll make it through this pain
Burning bridges just to laugh
Run away when it gets bad
Today, We'll make it through this pain
Stay away, and you broke down my brain
I'll move another mountain for you
If you didn't change
I just want to say, you're miserable in pain
I brought you over bullets for you
If you didn't change
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Outcast
04:13
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Misfits the lot of us we are the exiles
Of the heroes to the traitors
Theyβve been hiding behind insiders
Unfit, in the populous with their lifestyle
The musicians, geeks, and the skaters
In their own clique of the outsiders
Eyes aren't on me, but you feel like they are
Anxiety out my ass, and it all feels bizarre
I'm losing my head, feeling like I'm better off dead
And no one to console the outcast's heart & soul
Nameless, to most of the class and the preacher
The president, and the romantics
And their materialistic dreams
Hopeless, hated by most of our teachers
For us and all of our antics
Against their sadistic regime,
No more schemes
I'm coming in late, and no one seems to see
Headphones in my ears, I think you would agree
I have grown and changed, now you will see
Iβm a fucking prisoner, break this shell and set me free
Eyes aren't on me but you know that they are
Anxiety isn't found and it doesn't feel bizarre
I'm not losing my head and I know that I'm dead
And no need to console this outcast's patched up soul
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You Blew It, Holly
03:47
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It's getting late here at halftime
At that game where we first met
I don't know where you went last night
Displaced of what we meant
And I am falling away
Take me as a fool
I tried to make you last
Displaced memories, open and lost in the past
You're stumbled broken, hoping that we never last
A girl named Holly and she took my heart and she passed
I never wanted this to happen
To take up all your space that you needed
With those memories i hate them
Just like you hate the weekends
And i am left here alone
Take me as a fool
I tried to make you last
Displaced memories, open and lost in the past
You're stumbled broken, hoping that we never last
A girl named Holly and she took my heart and she passed
And we both need misery, can't you see
Stumbling out these windows that we made
Take me as a fool
I tried to make you last
Displaced memories, open and lost in the past
You're stumbled broken, hoping that we never last
A girl named Holly and she took my heart and she passed
A Girl named Holly and she took my heart and she passed
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ππππ₯ ππ¨π§π¬πππ«π¬ South Amboy, New Jersey
Real monsters is an american rock band based in New Jersey in 2012. The band has been through a handful of members through
out the years releasing an ep back in 2016 under the name of "A Message To..." the band is said to be working on a new record but it is unclear of the release or if it is gonna be another ep or an album.
Members:
Vox: Charlie Slater
Guitar: David Collazo
Drums: Kev Sheldrick
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