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Quaking/Shaking
02:55
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The quaking and shaking,
They still haven't left me yet.
No one ever told me
That once you find safety,
It's scary even moving!
I can feel the rust build up...
My circuits freeze,
Signal overload.
To process what you say
Takes a minute or more.
I think I conked out
Without closing my eyes.
Can you repeat again?
Thanks for not getting mad.
Working through the code,
The scripts you seem to know.
I must have missed them
When I read my manual.
I can tell that
I can be exhausting
But your best strategy
Is to not let me get a word in.
I fail and improve,
I hope I can maintain this.
There's no excuse,
I need to trust the process.
I like to think in some ways,
I've been getting better, but
The look on your face
As I unload the trauma
Tells me that I am only making drama.
That when you leave, I'd know for sure.
And as you leave, I know for sure.
The quaking and shaking,
They still haven't left me yet.
(I'm not sure they ever will.)
No one ever told me
That once you find safety,
It's scary even moving!
I can feel the rust build up...
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Aromancy
02:27
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I sit in bed,
Pore through my head.
My sight goes red.
Get high instead.
A stolen youth,
A life unlived.
Estranged, my past.
The vapor lifts
Like wisps of smoke.
Some friendly haunt
Says that I'm right
Where I belong.
Oh, no. Not me.
You must be wrong.
I'm much too weak.
Been here too long.
Oh, no. I know you're strong.
I know you're strong.
Oh, I know you're strong.
You'll see, you're strong.
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Here (Abandoned Demo)
02:28
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And the sound goes up
And the lights go off
And we get real close
Till I want to stop.
Can I just admit
That I'm not here?
I'm in my head,
I'm just not here.
I look at you
And my mind goes blank.
I don't find the words
Till you've walked away.
And I curse myself
Cause I'm not here.
I'm years ago,
I'm just not here.
What am I to do?
Really wish I knew.
It's an insidious thing.
It's an insidious thing.
I overthink and overthink
But I still can't place the thing I need.
It's an insidious thing.
It's an insidious thing.
I dig my roots up all the time;
So, I always miss the branches I should climb.
It's an insidious thing.
(And the sound goes up and the lights go off)
What am I to do?
Then the sound goes up
And the lights go off
And we get real close
Till I want to stop.
And I try that
I'm not here
But you'll just find out
I'm never here.
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I don't normally like Christmas music.
But, I like you enough to write you some.
Course I'm bringing the bud, let's get blasted.
With this family we've found, let's have fun.
And I know that things are rough right now,
But you get me through.
I honestly don't know what I'd do
Without you.
Whoa.
Let's eat till we're sick to our stomachs.
Moderation today is a sin.
Only comes once a year, so let's grab it.
Let's make Christmas a game that we win.
Let's write down the rules on some paper:
Number one is that everyone's here
Number two is we blow lots of vapor
Number three is we ditch all our fears.
And I know that things are rough right now,
But you get me through.
I honestly don't know what I'd do
Without you.
You're my family.
You're my home.
You're my grounding force.
You're my hope.
Who needs a Christmas gift
When we have this?
You're with me all year long,
You bring me bliss.
My gift is you.
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composed, written, and performed by Kevin
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Aromancy (Instrumental)
02:26
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103 Records March, UK
Those who fear music are dangerous.
103 Records is an independent label based in
Cambridgeshire. Spearheaded by Decon Theed, 103 Does not believe in narrow genre focus, forced monetary participation, or exclusion of the individual; our goal is provide music of any genre, produced by musicians from all walks of life, and to have it be as readily available to everybody as is possible.
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