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Gravitating towards the grave
all we do is grow and learn
Moving forward isn't easy
but we sure as hell will try
I can't sit still but that motion takes me nowhere
If I'm being honest I can't
picture myself in 10 years
everyone's so set in stone
while I'm as stable as the sand
If I'm being honest I can't
picture myself in 10 years
Everyone else is busy stacking concrete to build
major cities to represent
all of their accomplishments
I want to build the biggest city
But I have no motivation
I’ve got a weak foundation but I swear
I’ll leave this earth with a smile on my face
If I'm being honest I can't
picture myself in 10 years
everyone's so set in stone
while I'm as stable as the sand
If I'm being honest I can't
picture myself in 10 years
Giving up again
with another excuse
for the constant abuse going on in my head
it's keeping me company inside this mess I created
tossed aside again
I fixed it before
I drew up a map and I followed it home
but if I'm being honest I can't picture that happening again
If I'm being honest I can't
picture myself in 10
in 10 years
If I'm being honest I can't
picture myself in 10 years
everyone's so set in stone
while I'm as stable as the sand
If I'm being honest I can't
picture myself in 10 years
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Bent Pine
03:05
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Dad said he always has a backup plan
so he never feels like the world is ending
(tell me was the time worth spending?)
“don’t rest your life on one decision”
(inconsistent with a single vision)
all he wants is for me to succeed
Stomp the hell out of my head
because maybe if my thoughts are flattened
I’ll be just a bit more organized
and I can fix every single fuck up that I’ve garnered so far
On the side of bent pine
flat tire just like my life
full of distractions
and depending on others
to get things right
I'm too afraid
to take control
to mend myself
complete myself
I'm too afraid
to take control
to mend myself
To do it with no help
Stomp the hell out of my head
because maybe if my thoughts are flattened
I’ll be just a bit more organized
and I can fix every single fuck up that I’ve garnered so far
On the side of bent pine
flat tire just like my life
full of distractions
and depending on others
to get things right
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Rough Draft
03:16
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I've become a floater
opportunity knocks and I just close the door
and I don't wanna be another stain on the floor
My footprints are light
My steps are quiet
I don't think I'll ever be important
The rhythm never changes
only the tempo sways
and I'm drowning always drowning
My footprints are light
My steps are quiet
I don't think I'll ever be important
The rhythm never changes
only the tempo sways
and I'm drowning always drowning
Will I ever make an impact?
Will I ever accomplish anything at all?
I'm out of touch
and time's a blur to me
I can’t sit still
but i can’t avoid the collisions
uplifted by my own dreams
held down by indecisions
I can’t sit still
I can’t sit
I've become a floater
opportunity knocks and I just close the door
and I don't wanna be another stain on the floor
My life is a rough draft
of things I can’t get past
the good and the bad overlap
and at the end when it’s all scrapped
I’ll be the example of what not to be
I've become a floater
opportunity knocks and I just close the door
and I don't wanna be another stain on the floor
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Standstill
03:01
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Stop romanticizing the smell of the pouring rain
I promise the pinnacle of your life isn’t the roaring pain
I didn’t ask to be born
I didn’t ask to be me
while i’m here why not attempt to
make this life worth living
I need to change my way of thinking
because my current state of mind will always have me sinking
Someday I’ll finally grasp what I’ve been chasing after
I want my journey to be filled with laughter
I’m at a standstill
I don’t know what to feel
but I guess I’ll just figure it out~
I just can’t wait to
fill my head with
all the best memories in the end
I need to change my way of thinking [I need to change x2]
because my current state of mind will always have me sinking
Someday I’ll finally grasp what I’ve been chasing after
I want my journey to be filled with laughter
I want my journey to be filled with laughter
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Bad Year Orlando, Florida
Orlando Pop Punk
Joey - Drums
Jared - Bass/Vocals
Glen - Vocals
Evan T - Guitar/Vox
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