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Title
01:40
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did you ever really care?
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Twothousandseven
03:32
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it’s not like its a surprise to me, i expected you just to sit and blame me.
it was over before it had even begun
i keep my head down like i’ve always done, but i’m still a fool to everyone
i still don't know where i went wrong, where’d i go wrong?
can you lie to me and tell me I'm not losing my mind
‘cause ever since twothousandseven felt I'm falling behind
i never asked for much i just seem to be wasting my time
i just need someone to tell me everything’ll be just fine
everything’ll be alright
i try to live my life to be something i'm not
always wanting what you’ve got, mine is never enough
every breath i take is just another mistake
i’m just a fucking mistake
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i’ve been contemplating driving to your house (the past three hours)
coz the last three of my life have just been hell
you’re the only one i wish i could tell but you're not there anymore
all that’s left here is your photograph and your recorded voice when you don't answer my call
(just answer my call)
i’ve been thinking about all the things i wished i’d said
struggling to come to terms with how things were left
i cant forget, you're in my head, all the time that i lament
finally, growing up, giving up, letting go
tell me what you're thinking
i wish you'd just speak up
i told you id give it all i got but all you did was push your luck
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Brood
02:44
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here we are again, i never thought that this would end.
you’re the weed and I'm the flower, trapped and hopelessly devoured.
i can’t see another way, i’ve spent more time than i care to say, arguing and crying
is persistence worth the pain?
this is not what you wanted
now you're lost in this bottle
now my patience is wearing thin
‘cause i don’t know where you’ve been
i keep waiting count the hours, home is not a place thats ours
i’m forever by the phone, calling friends who just don't know
you and all your lies, I'm so sick but i cant cry for you
its your last time to be the one to shoulder blame
there’s nothing left, I'm just a shell of a man with no love left to dispel
you wont see my face again, i beg you to fix yourself
find the person that you were, before i forget your name
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i wish i could take this back
i never thought that we’d end up here
living for a lost cause never helped anyone
you just lost your way
take it from someone who noticed, who used to care when you were broken
just leave me alone
your words and your breath are now so perverse
my biggest regret
i’m okay on my own, you’ll struggle with it
iniquitous
you used to be the part of me that made me feel that i belonged
you’re nothing like you used to be, theres nothing left inside of me
and i know you see it differently but
its over now, its over now
its getting clearer cant you see that its over now
its over now
a part of me thats been erased now I'm just empty
i’ll try to find a better life
something more stable than you and i
did you ever really care?
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Bukowski Melbourne, Australia
4 piece complaint rock band from Melbourne, Australia.
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It has all the best elements of Punk, Pop Punk and Post Hardcore (and the guys are sexy!)
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