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Oct. 29 Songtext
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Oct. 29 Songtext

No one ever listens ′till you're running out of breath
Plan on talking ′till I'm dead
Or there's nothing to defend
Maybe I could send a text and guarantee myself condemned
Then at least it′s what I said
Put a keyboard to my head
Or I could close my mouth instead
Put the graphite to the paper
Like my phone′s under arrest
Maybe I've got bad ideas that I need to readdress
Maybe I should stay in bed
Maybe I just need some rest


It′s a bit unfair
How can you just send a message as if you are unaware
Maybe someone's gonna read it who won′t wanna fucking hear
Gotta tell me how your doing, I don't wanna fucking hear
I just wanna disappear
And I was doing great
′Till my phone lit up your name
With the contact, with the face
Now you're running through my mind and the thought can't be replaced
(Now you′re running through my mind and the thought can′t be replaced)

No one ever listens till you're running out of breath
Plan on running out of breath
No one listened to me when I put the belt around my neck
Even then to no effect
I continue to digress
Put the keyboard to my head
Or I could close my mouth instead
Act like nothing ever happened
Act like nothing′s to be said
Maybe I got bad ideas that I need to readdress
Maybe I should stay in bed
Maybe I just need some rest

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