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Old Sugar
03:10
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Oh what simple thing can I do
Forget all the dirty words that I used
'Cause I never learned how to deal with the thought of you leaving
Yeah, I never know what to do with the thought of you leaving
Goddamn it I quit, if I can't make you feel this
Lashing out from being cut from your list
Looked for something better, but it just don't stick
What right do I have to be missed
'Cause I never learned how to deal with the thought of you leaving
Yeah, I never know what to do with the thought of you leaving
You're looking forward to a new way to disappoint
It could almost be endearing if I had the choice
But I guess that's how you always felt
You pissed in my blood, I was trying to help
I guess that's how you always felt
But not me
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Pursue
02:15
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Why did it take so long to be
Anything worth your while
Your fickle beyond repair or hope
For us
Remember me as a time of day
And not some person that you hate
I’m trying hard to do the same
For us
I’m stumbling through
The best of intentions I can’t hold on to
I learned what you knew
I am the happiness you’ll no longer pursue
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What The Wood Retains
02:20
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I have the right to move forward if you won’t
‘Cause I’m in the mood for this cycle to be broken like a sliver in my skin
I know at best we’ve got a few months that remain
I guess it’s all in what the wood retains
I’m cracked like a joke, in the stairwell of our home
My silence unfelt again, liberating any sense of progress or promise kept
I know at best I’ve got a fever and no place to rest my cane
And that what’s the wood retains
I know at best we’ve got a few months that remain
I guess it’s all in what the wood retains
I know at best I’ve got, a sharp cut to my shame
Why do I wake up all the same
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Witches and Flowers
01:32
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You said they were just like rotten seeds
Your splendid tongue, my cavities
Particular to the guilt you lent
Much easier to love you then
My senses gone, you’re parallel
Forgotten touch might be just as well
Because remembrance is a witches brew
That kind of hope never saw me through
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Dogwood
03:33
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The cardinal reminds me that you're still around
But not for long, and never for good
Because you lose yourself, just as you find it in me
And only when no one is watching
Traveller, your season was worth it to me
But it's colder here, and I can't help but sit back
Under coloured books, you'd find your name there
Now that you've lost mine, I've got nothing but branches and time
I'm stuck in the dogwood
Left rotting like we should
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Bedwarmer Toronto, Ontario
"Wistful Thinking" A collection of unpolished and undeserving — the newest batch of demos not likely to be heard anywhere else.
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