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Tuesdays In Prospect
03:17
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I,
I've got a feeling in my gut.
The kind of feeling that makes me feel like I should stay alive.
I,
I've got a hole up in my chest.
Another wound I'd salt again till I can feel alright.
Another reason to fail.
Another season to come to terms with things I should have done.
I've got no reason to smile.
I've got no reason to comfort you when all my dreams have failed.
I,
I've got a lit up cigarette.
It's just the way I cope with all the lies I've fed.
And you, you pull that crazy, twisted smile.
The one that begs for me to stay here for a while.
I know it's hard to stay alive but when time is through I'll be right next to you.
I know it's hard to find the truth, but when I'm with you, I feel so close to it.
I'm so fucking close to it.
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2. |
Used Less
03:17
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It's like I had a voice in the back of my head all along.
I never had the choice between the right, and the wrong.
A broken catapult, and I'm fucked again this time.
Too many seasons to endure, I've been useless.
I'm used less.
I feel used less. I'm useless.
When you break all the family, where you were never born.
And the rest of your high school knows what you're looking for.
All the hallways are mirrored, and I'm spilling all I know.
Well, you answered the question, I'm useless, to you.
Another world I know to escape from again. How could I have pulled away from every door?
From this empty disease I divide.
Well, I said, are you watching?
I'm listening.
Well, I said, are you watching how useless to you?
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Wish
03:35
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I’m starving my being, like I’m starving my soul.
I’m sitting here wishing I’d never let you go.
It’s all in my head, I’ve lost all my friends.
Colliding in parking lots, I’m wishing I was there.
Do you wish that I was there?
Ever wished that I was there?
As you know, I’m aware. In the limelight, do you think I’m prepared?
As your hair takes a spin at the ends of your fingertips.
Well, I know that this is all wrong, but I don’t care, I just want it all.
In the end time won’t be there with you.
It’s quiet and I’m running out. Out of things to say.
I’m tired, it’s not getting out. It’s too hard to plead.
Say to me, won’t you please?
That you want it too, I feel you do.
And when the sun’s gone I’ll be there with you.
As you know, I’m aware. In the limelight, do you think I’m prepared?
As your hair takes a spin at the ends of your fingertips.
Well, I know that this is all wrong, but I don’t care, I just want it all.
I want it all.
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First Breath
03:50
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I’m miles away just like you want me to.
A thousand roses wouldn’t come for you.
So many ways to say goodbye.
So many days that’ll pass by.
I’m alive and I’m sorry that I ever died inside, you can call it whatever you like.
Cold butterflies.
Stuck inside the mirror to awaken you.
Everything lies where no one hides. The mirror shows your way.
So many ways to say goodbye.
So many dazes that I’ll pass by.
I make the worst of lines at the best of times and make the worse of my crimes.
I’m alive and I’m sorry that I ever died.
I’m alive and I’m sorry that I ever lied.
I’m alive and I’m sorry that I ever cried.
I’m alive and I’m sorry to live this lie.
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Home Of The Useless Chicago, Illinois
Home Of The Useless is a three piece rock band from the Chicago-land area. Fusing together modern alternative rock and post- hardcore, Home Of The Useless brings a fresh, modern sound to today's overbearingly scarce industry that only re-hashes the same "rock bands" time and time again. Their EP "Happy" was released on Oct 24th, 2013. ... more
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