Untitled Song #4

from Throwaways by joebryant.

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I never was the one who made mistakes
I never was the one man a gold to waste
I never was a tragedy waiting for suicidal rage
Yeah, I've made mistakes but they'll make my day
You were the pain that I wish could stay
Amphetamine joys on a weekend holiday
A place to roll your head around
The desert seems nice around this time
Missed the place of rhythm and rhyme
We're just a tragedy waiting to explode
You're just history that ain't been written yet
So, take it from the grapevine
Write it down and say you've heard it before
These same chords will be played by the same kids
As they write the same words in different form
Heart-attack, lullaby, set it to sleep
I made your grave and now you'll rest
They made your grace and it's built for you to rest

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from Throwaways, released April 3, 2015

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Keeping that bedroom pop and the lo-fi emo vibe since 2011. St Louis native, with too much time.

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