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California

v.1 California, guess I'm going Hopefully it's for the best New York City, it's been nice knowing you But I'm jumping on a plane toward the west And I'm never coming back here Until I come back to stay So goodbye concrete jungle I can't let you...

Dying Day

v.1 There will come a moment when Your life's before your eyes Will it underwhelm you or Take you by surprise Will you have done the things that You always said you would Will everyone say It's a shame you were misunderstood pre-c How many...

Fine, Stay

v.1 I got a new guitar, so I guess I should use it It's smooth beneath my skin A sharp contrast from my calloused fingers But even they are starting to wear thin c. Cuz I've forgotten how to write Every word in my head never sees the light The...

Fully Grown

v. 1 I've been flipping through my history books Ones with pastel pages The further back the timestamps go The harder knowing my age is I'm suddenly alone without a single clue Where in hell to go or what to do One thing I know to be absolutely t...

Hourglass

v.1 I'll tell you a story about a little girl Who wanted to go out and conquer the world But the world was more scary than she had once thought With villains determined to thicken the plot But she was the hero, she knew she'd last Through every tur...

Ignorance Is Bliss

v.1 You could tell me to my face that you love me And I still wouldn't believe you I'm in the habit of assuming the worst So, you love me, where's the joke What's the twist, am I missing something here It's not that I think I'm unworthy of love I...

Mixed Metaphors

v.1 Staring out my window at the sky Sunset clouds make everything alright For now, but soon I'll crash down Won't be long till I'm 6 feet underground Mixed metaphors running through my head Highways and lemonade, I think I've been misled In bel...

Scared

v.1 I should be sleeping, my eyes should be closed I should be sleeping, oh, heaven knows I can use a few more hours, hell, I can use ten But the second I start to go, my thoughts swirl and echo I reach for the pen and I'm awake again c. I've fo...

The Right Road

v.1 My mother has a map inside her head Every single turn she's ever tread Etched in ink upon her skin Tattooed stains of where she's been From Kentucky to LA She's confident until she sees A forest looms beyond the trees In a place she doesn'...

Threadbare

v.1 Thrift store happiness, an almost fit But there's an itch underneath it all For something other than off-brand hands to hold But there are no returns, though you're not sold You'll stick around till you wear down c. But look, you're kinda th...