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You make my Monday seem like Friday
I haven't slept fully since last semester
Wash your dishes, 'cause the smell of food makes me feel so nostalgic
Cancel all your plans, and come with me for the rest
You're with me or against me and I can't bare of what this might do to you
Leave the nest I'm sure
Make sure to lock the door
And don't come running back to me in three days
All my life is yours
And timing is the cure
So run your way right back to me in three days
We're just two sparrows thinking we're cardinals
Royalty took to the skies
All the tumultuous mechanics of the inner workings of my mind
Taking out all it's hate of me on you
And leaving me without a wing to fly
Leave the nest I'm sure
Make sure to lock the door
And don't come running back to me in three days
All my life is yours
And timing is the cure
So run your way right back to me in three days
Leave the nest I'm sure
Make sure to lock the door
And don't come running back to me in three days
All my life is yours
And timing is the cure
So run your way right back to me in three days
Leave the nest I'm sure
Make sure to lock the door
And don't come running back to me in three days
All my life is yours
And timing is the cure
So run your way right back to me in three days
Three days
Two birds one stone
Is all you need to tear my life apart
Three days
Two birds one stone
Is all you need
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Soap of the Holy Ghost
03:34
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I need the soap
Of the Holy Ghost
I need the soap
Of the Holy Ghost
I need the soap
Of the Holy Ghost
I need the soap
Of the Holy Ghost
Wash me in the flood
Wash me in the mud
Wash me in the blood
Of the Son
Of the stars
Of the sky
I need the soap
Of the Holy Ghost
I need the soap
Of the Holy Ghost
I need the soap
Of the Holy Ghost
I need the soap
Of the Holy Ghost
Wash me in the flood
Wash me in the mud
Wash me in the blood
Of the Son
Of the stars
Of the sky
Wash me in the flood
Wash me in the mud
Wash me in the blood
Of the Earth
Of the stars
Of the sun
Blood on my hands
And I don't know if it's mine
At least if it was murder
I would know I was in the wrong
Wash me in the flood
Wash me in the mud
Wash me in the blood
Of the Son
Of the stars
Of the sky
Wash me in the flood
Wash me in the mud
Wash me in the blood
Of the Earth
Of the stars
Of the sun
I need the soap
Of the Holy Ghost
I need it the most
The Holy Ghost
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Sweatshirt
04:16
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You've given me absolutely no reason to like you
Life would've been easier without your sweatshirt in the trunk of my car
My valentine from third grade signed without a name was for you
You've given me absolutely no reason to like you
(Which is why I love you)
You've given me absolutely no reason to like you
Life would've been easier without your sweatshirt in the trunk of my car
My love letter from tenth grade with no name was meant just for you
You've given me absolutely no reason to like you
I love you
Tell me is it true that you don't understand it?
I tried to hear you out but now I finally figured just forget it
Tell me is it true that you don't understand it?
I tried to hear you out but now I finally figured just forget it
You never leave high school, do you?
All the hormones leave and get replaced with too much beer
My mind so vacant, the vacuum gets filled with thoughts for you
And all the great moments that we had
That we never had
Tell me is it true that you don't understand it?
I tried to hear you out but now I finally figured just forget it
Tell me is it true that you don't understand it?
I tried to hear you out but now I finally figured just forget it
I think about your eyes all the time
(and they do me)
I think about you lips talking to me
(and they screw me)
I think of all that you have taken from me
All you want, and
You take my ignorance and mold it for yourself, take all of me
Take all of me
Take all of me
Take all of me
Take all of me
Take all of me
Take all of me
Take all of me
Take all of me
Take all of me
Tell me is it true that you don't understand it?
I tried to hear you out but now I finally figured just forget it
Tell me is it true that you don't understand it?
I tried to hear you out but now I finally figured just forget it
Tried to hear you out but now I finally figured just forget it
Tried to hear you out but now I finally figured just forget it
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4. |
Wings Are Broken (Again)
03:53
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Hoping it got away from me
Knowing that I couldn't dream again
My mind floats of and then
Trying to ride broken dreams
Dreaming to fly away to sleep again
Danger's in the deep
My wings are broken
Wings are broken again
Wings are broken again
Wings are broken again
Tossing and turning in my bed
Your voice won't relinquish from my head
'til I fall asleep again
Waves are crashing on the shore
Voice shining with the stars' allure
I'm burning at the sound
My wings are broken
Wings are broken again
Wings are broken again
Wings are broken again
I've looked so hard to find (looked so hard to find)
A replacement in my mind (a replacement in my mind)
Ride the wind and paint the sky (ride the wind and paint the sky)
Can someone teach me to fly (wings are broken again)
Wings are broken again
Wings are broken again
Wings are broken again
Sail away Ocean dreamer
(Wings are broken again)
Sail away to sleep again
(Wings are broken again)
Sail away Ocean dreamer
(Wings are broken again)
Sail away to sleep again
(Wings are broken again)
Sail away Ocean dreamer
(Wings are broken again)
Sail away to sleep again
(Wings are broken again)
Sail away Ocean dreamer
(Wings are broken again)
Sail away to sleep again
(Wings are broken again)
Sail away Ocean dreamer
(Wings are broken again)
Sail away to sleep again
(Wings are broken)
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5. |
Bridget's Love
04:11
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I really hate my friends sometimes
They never let things go
And now we can't talk like we used to
'Cause the awkwardness grows
I wonder who you're with now
It's what keeps me up at night
So I'll watch Rushmore
To try to keep it off my mind
I will leave it up to you
To make the final conscious move
No words can swoon you in my arms
So I'll talk on and on and pray I do no wrong
Their words so ominous I can't tell if it's true
Just keep a level head, I know it gets to you too
The few times I may see you
They really make my week
I barely could speak with my tongue in my cheek
So I will leave it up to you
To make the final conscious move
No words can swoon you in my arms
So I'll talk on and on and pray I do no wrong
I regret never goin' back
To you
To you
I regret never goin' back
To you
To you
To you
To you
To you
To you
So I will leave it up to you
To make the final conscious move
No words can swoon you in my arms
So I'll talk on and on and pray I do no wrong
I will leave it up to you
To make the final conscious move
No words can swoon you in my arms
So I'll talk on and on and pray I do no wrong
I'll talk on and on and pray I do no wrong
I'll talk on and on and pray I do no
Wrong
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Fletcher Lake Asbury Park, New Jersey
Forming in 2017, Fletcher Lake has released three full albums and one EP. Initially just one band member, Fletcher Lake is
now a four piece with guitar, bass, drums, and trumpet.
Finding inspiration from bands and artists of a wide variety, Fletcher Lake can be categorized as: power pop, new wave punk, alternative, and college rock.
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