1. |
High Markup, No Discount
03:25
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Throw me away like the butt of another cigarette,
I know I'm the butt of your jokes anyway.
Tear me apart just to show me how my insides work,
piece me back together just to dictate to me my self-worth.
Don't tell me how to live my life, I'm fine.
Not that you've heard me, but I've said it a hundred times.
Play the martyr if it's easier for you.
Surprise, surprise - that's all you ever seem to fucking do.
You know I'm not one for appearances,
But I want you to publicly apologize for all this bullshit.
Don't tell me how to live my life, I'm fine.
Not that you've heard me but I've said it a hundred times.
I know we haven't spoken in the past few months,
But it's been okay because you don't seem to listen much anyway.
Anyways...
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2. |
K.
03:07
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I walked in just a little late,
My shoes were stained from everyone stepping on my feet.
I finally realized
I've got anger problems that I just can't fight.
I'm sorry I said all the wrong things
in all the right ways.
You caught me off guard,
I always seem to be in the wrong place.
Sometimes I lie
Just to make myself feel better.
I know it's wrong, but I
gotta do what I can when you are with her.
Jealousy is my fondest friend,
He kisses my forehead as I lay down in bed.
I'm sorry I said all the wrong things
in all the right ways.
You caught me off guard,
I always seem to be in the wrong place.
You chewed me up and spit me out,
But I scream louder now.
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3. |
Halfway There
02:52
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Welcome to the other side,
I know it's not what you expected.
It's not real clean, and it took my quite a while.
But finally I am halfway there.
Something in the water made me feel like this again,
maybe it soaked in when you poured it all out for me.
I could never do the same - I've got thick skin, but I
am breaking down and I am halfway there.
Bring me down with words I'll pretend I never heard.
The grapevine is thinning and the pickings are slim.
We'll make wine with words and get drunk on others' pain.
You better catch up because I am halway there.
It took me quite a while, but I learned I had to stand up for myself.
These words mean nothing without conviction.
Do you believe me now?
Do you believe me now?
Do you believe in me now?
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4. |
Fight Back
03:29
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Stay.
I know you've been here, too -
dealing with self-doubt and a bad attitude.
We can't seem to face the fact,
that we have the power to change the way we act.
I know I'm not always right,
I'm sorry that I claim to be most of the time.
I'm trying to fight back
the lack of self-confidence I know I have.
Don't look at me weird,
sometimes I have to disappear.
I have to clear my mind.
Just know I would never leave you behind.
I know I'm not always right,
I'm sorry that I claim to be most of the time.
I'm trying to fight back
the lack of self-confidence I know I have.
Stay.
I'm getting better every day.
I know I'm not always right.
I'm sorry that I claim to be all of the time.
I'm trying to fight back
the lack of self-confidence I know I have.
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Half Empty Fargo, North Dakota
Fargo indie/emo.
We are in the works of going full band! Our first show together will be in
November!!!
Guitar/Vocals: Linsi Boe
Guitar: Tristan Barstad
Bass: Danny Krein
Drums: Anthony Lamb
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