1. |
Bloodshot
03:09
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You’re a mess babe, but so am I
So if you’re lonely, you can hang out in the back of my mind
If you find the feeling that lingers and creeps up on me from behind
You tell him I’m done with his shit
I know that I’m better alive
Don’t you wanna meet where we last talked
With our bloodshot eyes at the restaurant
And don’t you want to start where we left off
With my hands wrapped around your throat
You’re a mess babe, but so am I
And there’s some beauty in the chaos that ensues in our minds
And maybe we will never know why
But for the time being I will stay right by your side
Don’t you wanna meet where we last talked
With our bloodshot eyes at the restaurant
And don’t you want to start where we left off
With my hands wrapped around your throat
And the truth is I miss you the most in my anxious mind
In the morning light, driving you back to your car at the city line
Until next time, I hope there’s a next time
Cause when you’re sayin my name through your teeth, I get high, I feel just fine
Don’t you wanna meet where we last talked
Bloodshot eyes at the restaurant
Don’t you want to start where we left off
With my hands wrapped around your throat
Don’t you wanna meet where we last talked
With our bloodshot eyes at the restaurant
And don’t you want to start where we left off
With my hands wrapped around your throat
Don’t you wanna meet where we last talked
(Don’t you wanna meet)
With our bloodshot eyes at the restaurant
(Where we last talked)
And don’t you want to start where we left off
With my hands wrapped around your throat
(You’re a mess babe)
Don’t you wanna meet where we last talked
(Don’t you wanna meet)
(You’re a mess babe)
With our bloodshot eyes at the restaurant
(Where we last talked)
(You’re a mess babe)
And don’t you want to start where we left off
(You’re a mess babe)
With my hands wrapped around your throat
(You’re a mess babe)
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2. |
Honey, You Don't
03:46
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I wonder how long I can stare into your ceiling
While you’re sleeping and I’m freaking out about us
Do you think about us like I think about us cause that’s what’s keeping me awake
And I’m so sorry
This happens to me every so often
I spiral out, and this time, I really lost it
I’m fucking exhausted
I hate that I want to escape before you notice me tossing, but
You said honey, you don’t go worrying your head about it
You said honey, you don’t go worrying your head about it
I wonder how long I can stare into your ceiling
Thought I was healing but I’m freaking out about us
Do you think about us like I think about us cause that’s what’s driving me insane
And I’m so sorry
This happens every once in a while
I spiral out, and this time, I can’t fake a smile
I’m crying my eyes out
If this doesn’t scare you away, I’m sure there’s something that’s going to, but
You said honey, you don’t go worrying your head about it
You said honey, you don’t go worrying your head about it
You said honey, you don’t go worrying your head about it
You said honey, you don’t go worrying your head about it
You said honey, you don’t
(You said honey, you don’t)
Go worrying your
(Go worrying your)
Head about it
And I’m so sorry
(You said honey you don’t)
This happens to be every so often
(Go worrying your head about it)
But I’m not worried about it
(You said honey you don’t)
No, I’m not worried about it anymore
(Go worrying your head about it)
Cause you said, you said
You said honey, you don’t
(You said honey, you don’t)
Go worrying your
(Go worrying your)
Head about it
You said honey, you don’t
(You said honey, you don’t)
Go worrying your
(Go worrying your)
Head about it
Head about it
(Head about it)
Head about it
(Head about it)
I’m not worried about it
(I’m not worried about it)
I’m not worried about it
Anymore
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3. |
Breathe it Out
03:51
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Me and this hopelessly hopeful brain
Maybe someday
You and your so-put-together way
Never again, you said, never again
I played the fool to the sad clown
The what could have been to the let down
So when you find somebody else
I hope he’s got it all figured out
And that he don’t have to remind himself to breathe it out
When he is overthinking
Yeah I know that I’m so complicated
Does that make me hard to love
Did I get you down and jaded
Am I what you’re tired of
So when you find somebody else
I hope he’s got it all figured out
And that he don’t have to remind himself to breathe it out
When he is overthinking
Yeah I know that I’m so complicated
Does that make me hard to love
So when you find somebody else
I hope he’s got it all figured out
And that he don’t have to remind himself to breathe it out
When he is overthinking
Yeah when you find someone else
I bet he’ll never have any doubt
And that he won’t have to be scared to lose his shit
When you’re not around
Like I do now
Like I do now
And I still don’t have a damn thing figured out
And I still panic when I feel things going south
And I don’t want to lose my shit when you’re not around
Like I do now
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Post Prom Buffalo, New York
Post Prom are a five-piece American rock band from Buffalo, NY. The band formed in 2017 from a collection of punk-inspired coffee nerds who met attending shows in college town basements and dive bars, and who all just couldn’t get enough Jimmy Eat World, Third Eye Blind, and Gin Blossoms. Their unique brand fuses 2000s pop punk vocal stylings and 90s alt rock guitar riffs ... more
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