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Dreams
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Red XVIII
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Twenty two hour flights home, or what felt like eternity.
And still I got no answer, I had to run to catch my transfer.
Diagnosed with secondary trauma in therapy.
Those ghostly chains that bind me, my depression and anxiety.
I like to sleep in but not too late,
I can play the bass line but not that great
If I’m wearing my glasses, having too much fun,
Or putting on my headphones to avoid everyone
Just know I am sensing minuscule pieces of my soul
Still calling to me from that trans-Siberian line.
I saved face and learned my place but that place is not for me.
Now who’s gonna stop you fighting?
And finish song that you start writing?
I used to love you and let shit slide
But if you’re gonna fuck with me you’re alone for the ride
Diverting the whole tour to fuck some Chick
But play your bass behind your head and suddenly you’re the dick?
Well now I am sensing minuscule pieces of my soul
still calling to me from that trans-Siberian line.
Hey, it’s not your fault. Well it’s kinda your fault.
Actually the more that I think about if it’s really your fault.
Three and a half weeks at a time.
You got what you want, without me around you can lie to everyone.
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Losing A Best Friend
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