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Reconciliation
04:43
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I spent six long years, by your side
Mostly unnoticed, at least by your words
I didn’t mind, but after all that time
I guess I thought you'd grown
Mark my words, I am wrong every time
But I should have known
You never did like to say I love you
You never did like
And oh, how the light flits down from the window
In the fifth floor classroom where you’re right across from me
I guess it’s a dick move to move seats and leave you by yourself
But what can I do? Who can I tell?
And when you look right at me looking for recognition
I look away like I have seen a premonition
But it's just the past talking to me but what it says I cannot tell
What can I do? Why do I dwell?
I was talking to my friend today, outside
Yes, the one who you hate, even though I know why, and you're such a child,
You asked him if he and I
Were still friends, and you wished him luck
And I'll never get it
What a shitty thing to do
Get mad at him cause I'm mad at you
And you don't think I have a right
To talk about my feelings cause you think that I am selfish
While I know in part that's true you tend to embellish
Yeah it’s a dick move to tell me off and say that we're not friends
How was I to know, it wasn't the end?
After I have processed my feelings and put them in a box
You ask me why I don't have any and why I'm walking off
And I get that you think I'm lazy and make it all about me
But now that you’re away, I can finally see
You never did like, you never did like to say I love you
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2. |
Change
04:27
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there are times i think that everyone around me hates me
even when i know it's not true i feel it with every breath i take in
i can't seem to reconcile my feelings with my mind its always like this i spend every day just waiting for the crack in their walls
i know when everyone's busy they're probably not hanging out without me
but i can't help but feel like i am so alone i am probably drowning
and maybe in these last few months its gotten worse because you love her and i don't know how to feel or deal with my emotions surrounding the issue as a whole
i am alone
i am alone
i am alone in a crowded room
i am alone
i am alone
i feel alone without you
seven long years we've been best friends amounts to not much
i know that you still care for me and would do what it takes but it's not enough
i want you to be happy and clearly she makes you happy but i need to be happy too and i can't be happy if i don't have the undivided attention i need from you
i guess that this is the end of an era or maybe that's hyperbole
i know that we are still close and u never would abandon me
but still i fear that you have changed beyond return and i am the same damn person i've been since seventh grade which hurts because you call seventh grade me an asshole but maybe i am still seventh grade me but maybe i'm just exaggerating and its dumb of me not to expect u to change cause life goes on without me even if i'm still stuck in the past
i don't like change
i don't like change
i don't like change even in my wallet
i don't like change
i don't like change
i don't like change
the past is much easier to swallow
but thanks so much
for letting me realize this about myself
i never knew id get this way
it makes me feel shitty
but that's not your fault
that's not your fault
i'm just a bad person
i'm just an asshole
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Doubt
03:44
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my thoughts flood slow across the city of my mind
molasses thick and cumbersome
giant like a goliath a colossus
solid stone and just as heavy
i find myself reminiscing of a time
when i could find the words to say
when i cared about anything more than just the feeling of your arms
and i know i'm not your type
and i know i romanticize
and i know it is too much to ask you but
please lend me your ear and some of your time
and you tell me i don’t have anything to worry about
that you don’t hate me even though i'm fragile and filled with doubt
but i'm starting to wonder if you really want me for who i am and
not just because i'm willing to put out
thought we were friends and that's just fine
but I’ve never missed a friend like this
and i love my friends with all my mind
but i love you with my heart
and it is gonna be hard to pass the time
when you are gone and busy and when
i know you’re having fun but i can’t be there
to say hi
and i know i'm not your type
and i know i dramatize
and i know it is too much to ask you
but please lend me your mouth and some of your time
but you tell me i don’t have anything to worry about
that you don’t hate me even though i'm fragile and filled with doubt
but i'm starting to wonder if you really want me for who i am and
not just because i'm willing to put out
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4. |
Tuesday
05:09
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we’re sat in class on Tuesday
it’s the last class of the day
on the last day before break
I see commotion out the
corner of my eye
and I cannot look away
a flash of flesh or something
you whisper words I won't forget
they echo 'round my brain
the teacher shushes us again
and I pick up my pen
I'm tempted to doodle our names
it seems when you are near and
when we can talk again and
when I feel like my mouth might fall right off from smiling
I just feel so happy like there’s
nothing that can stop me
and I want to live and love it just feels right
maybe it’s just cause the leaves are falling off the trees
and nights are getting colder and I cannot find release
and life is getting harder and I cannot take the heat
but I think that I want you although you probably don’t want me
and yet again I'm caught in
some twisted fantasy of life
that I cannot sustain
I wish that I could close my mind
to these urges that arise
every winter, oh I cant explain
but your skin just seems so warm
and I wish that I could know
what it’d feel like pressed up to mine
I think I cannot be to blame
for falling for your gaze
for getting lost inside your beautiful eyes
it seems when breezes chill and
when home feels home again and
when everybody has somebody or some new best friend i
just feel so lonely like there's
no one to hold me and
I fixate I cannot bring myself to look away
maybe it’s just cause the leaves are falling off the trees
and nights are getting colder and I cannot find release
and life is getting harder and I cannot take the heat
but I think that I love you although you probably don't love me
maybe it’s just cause the leaves are falling off the trees
and nights are getting colder and I cannot find release
and life is getting harder and I cannot take the heat
but I think that I love you although you probably don’t love me
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5. |
Sapphic
03:23
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my bones feel hollow
my skin feels weak
and the days feel long
i think i'm fading
my heart feels shallow
but in your arms
i think i'm home
you catch me falling
the world is cold dear
but your woman's arms soothe my soul
it's hard to say dear
but i love us even when they don't
and now our future
keeps getting bleaker
this i know
it keeps me crying
but dear don't worry
in death they'll never
break our bones
and we'll be safe finally
it feels so broken
to love another as your god
and have them taken
from you like a rabid dog
the world is cold dear
but your woman's arms soothe my soul
it's hard to say dear
but i love us even when they don't
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Wasting Time
04:11
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i draw a picture of a made up face
it has no story and it has no name
and its eyes are dead and carry no light
as summer ends and we're headed straight towards fall
i wonder if i even know myself at all
or if i just need a little time
what is it like to feel alive
i have wondered all my life
smoke curls from your red-hot angry mouth
and i cough and try to run out
but there's something that keeps me by your side
i think i've lost some of the fire in my blood
i run the motions just trying to pick up
the pieces that i've left behind
is everything supposed to be this tiring
am i too young, am i just wasting time?
i fill the room with a made up song
but the lyrics sound clumsy, and the chords just wrong
and i lose myself in every word i write
seems like everybody knows who they want to be
but i've forgotten everything i loved about me
in my quest to live a better life
but what's the point it's all futility
she doesn't recognize how much i've changed
from the way i used to be
i feel like i'm losing a part of me
and i am the only one who can see
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Covet
04:14
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most nights i am alone
with only my right hand and my phone
my pillows and blankets cant keep me company
i don’t feel held by them, i just feel lonely
isn’t it funny i can still feel so cold
even in the middle of summer
how is it only 60 degrees on the ninth of july
guess it’s like mark twain once said
or my pale skins too thin instead
i remember southern california reading a poem by the poolside
trying to tan and feeling bad about my body
cause one of those kardashians was there and she was warm and looked alive
and i just wanted to fit into my shorts alright
i’ve always been pale and shy
only fourteen i looked into the mirror and cried
it was far too close for comfort there i looked away
and i prayed for absolution from my sins
lord knows i covet your thighs and your calves
He knows i covet your eyes and your ass
oh i covet your heart and your mind
but i want what is mine
nobody really wants me
and maybe it seems like i shouldnt care
but ever since i cut off my hair ive felt less like a person and
more like a manikin
i don’t want to eat or sleep
but i want to look like a human being
my ribcage shows with every breath i take though i thought i was making progress i guess i am just making the same old mistakes
i remember new york city springtime it was cold like the winter
i was wrapped up in three whole jackets
and my whole family was warm enough to breathe but not me
never me
no i’ve always been pale and shy
only fifteen i looked into the mirror and cried
it was far too close for comfort there i looked away
and i prayed for absolution from my sins
i covet your thighs and your calves
i covet your hips and your ass
i covet your body and your mind
but i want what is mine
i covet your thighs and your calves
i covet your hips and your ass
i covet your body and your mind
but i want what is mine
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Cold
03:32
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im not as cold as i once was
you’d think it be easy for you to see
im not as cold as i once was
its funny how the years seem to change me
and you think that im cold as ever
despite the water melting down my cheeks
but i know that ive gotten better
and i am feeling warmer than ive felt in weeks
but you think ive died
and you think im nowhere near the end
changing the tide
it ebbs and flows like a faded friend
choosing a side
i dont when im supposed to tend
to all your fire
which, sadly, burns my tender flesh
im not as young as i once was
but somehow time hasnt gotten to me
im not as cold as i once was
im not yet jaded, but im not yet free
and you think that im young as ever
despite the creases that fold in my cheeks
you chalk it up to the weather
and say im still young because i still weep
but you think im a child
and you think im nowhere near the end
losing your smile
it itches and burns and you cant rescind
all that ive lied
all that ive lived and all i send
im aching inside
i want nothing more than for this to end
im not as cold as i once was
where my glasses rest upon my face
im not as bold as i once was
i wont be remmebered by the human race
im not as cold as i one was
im not as cold as i once was
im not as cold as i once was
im not as cold as i once was
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Taps
05:14
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feelin cold in the middle of september
just my luck oh its hard to remember
when i was good and didnt feel so alone
another day another dream is over
i take a nap in some crimson clover
ah slow it down as the cold rattles my bones
had enough
giving up
no ones done
wasting time
seen the dead
rest your head
giving it back to
the tide
fog is here
day is near
youre not clear
taking sides
day is done
gone the sun
let us fall
let us rise
foggy days slip away through the hills and i
bundle up against the wind's cold chill
ahh take a walk, looking to explore
i think about how we used to talk and
where we'd go, where we used to walk
ahh miss those days, when it was so simple
had enough
giving up
no ones done
wasting time
seen the dead
rest your head
giving it back to
the tide
fog is here
day is near
youre not clear
taking sides
day is done
gone the sun
let us fall
let us rise
woman in white asks me where i will go
tell her i wish i that i did know and she
looks at me and puts her smile on hold
i might be going back to my homeland
where the trumpets play taps in big old brass band
ahh smile now, thinking of that bright gold
had enough
giving up
no ones done
wasting time
seen the dead
rest your head
giving it back to
the tide
fog is here
day is near
youre not clear
taking sides
day is done
gone the sun
let us fall
let us rise
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10. |
Kansas City
06:47
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oh this balmy air
suffocates me
i can feel the oxygen heavy in my lungs
there's something bittersweet about the taste
of summer in the fall
and i walk down the hallway
listening to the creaking beneath my feet
when i can't take it anymore
this overwhelming sterility
kitschy photos on the walls of dogs
mean us well but they cannot suffice
to take the beauty out of death
or to blind us from the loss of human life
and suddenly,
i can't bear to see your face
so yellow with envy for the living
i walk outside, i need to leave
i hear cicadas in the trees, what a foreign sound
im from the city, i didn't know trees could scream so loud
i cant hear my heart beating, or the sound of my breathing in one two and out two three and i break
i can see your face
so much has changed
from who i wanted you to be
what you could've been
always haunts me
and i cant breathe
twinkling stars up in the sky blanketed by the velvet night
mean me well but even they cannot suffice
to take the beauty out of death
or to blind me from the loss of human life
oh this balmy air,
it suffocates me
am i like you?
who will i be?
will i live like you did? and die like you die?
will i too not love my family enough to stay alive?
will it be my fault? will i end in pain?
will i be bewildered and not able to remember my name?
will my sister hold my hand? will my boyfriend bring his son? will my mother hold her daughter for a little bit too long?
and will they fight? like petty little soldiers
we are all ants, i wish to god that we could see that, and we need each other's shoulders
to cry on to lean on to hold and oh god
you are not okay. you were never okay.
you need to be okay
pretty flowers on the bed in vases of white
mean me well but really they cannot suffice
to take the beauty out of death
and to blind us from the loss of human life
somber faces in the room and a communal sense of fright
mean me well and only they can suffice
to take the beauty out of death
or to blind us from the loss of human life
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oh this balmy air
suffocates me
i can feel the oxygen heavy in my lungs
there's something bittersweet about the taste
of summer in the fall
and i walk down the hallway
listening to the creaking beneath my feet
when i can't take it anymore
this overwhelming sterility
kitschy photos on the walls of dogs
mean us well but they cannot suffice
to take the beauty out of death
or to blind us from the loss of human life
and suddenly,
i can't bear to see your face
so yellow with envy for the living
i walk outside, i need to leave
i hear cicadas in the trees, what a foreign sound
im from the city, i didn't know trees could scream so loud
i cant hear my heart beating, or the sound of my breathing in one two and out two three and i break
i can see your face
so much has changed
from who i wanted you to be
what you could've been
always haunts me
and i cant breathe
twinkling stars up in the sky blanketed by the velvet night
mean me well but even they cannot suffice
to take the beauty out of death
or to blind me from the loss of human life
oh this balmy air,
it suffocates me
am i like you?
who will i be?
will i live like you did? and die like you die?
will i too not love my family enough to stay alive?
will it be my fault? will i end in pain?
will i be bewildered and not able to remember my name?
will my sister hold my hand? will my boyfriend bring his son? will my mother hold her daughter for a little bit too long?
and will they fight? like petty little soldiers
we are all ants, i wish to god that we could see that, and we need each other's shoulders
to cry on to lean on to hold and oh god
you are not okay. you were never okay.
you need to be okay
pretty flowers on the bed in vases of white
mean me well but really they cannot suffice
to take the beauty out of death
and to blind us from the loss of human life
somber faces in the room and a communal sense of fright
mean me well and only they can suffice
to take the beauty out of death
or to blind us from the loss of human life
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Maggie Morgan San Francisco, California
Maggie Morgan is an independent singer-songwriter based in San Francisco, currently balancing her love of music with school.
She has been making singles since 2014, and released her first full-length album, Wasting Time, in 2017.
She makes all her music with one microphone she got from her dad's friend Steve in her bedroom, on GarageBand.
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