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Traffic Lights
03:38
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The Salvation Army man
Ringing his bell again
And he’s got his cigarette
Hanging out of his
Rained after thanksgiving
It’s still unusually warm here
But we know the seasons changed
Cause all of the traffic signals
Blink like Christmas lights
And I’ve always been too comfortable
With the sand in my bedsheets
The Sea urchin in my pillow
The beaches in my dreams
But at some point there’s a sea wall
There’s just no sand left
Beaches that we’d swim at as kids
It’s just the jetty, the concrete and the waves
The jetty the concrete the waves
I think I’m just scared of the way
Of how things might turn out in the end
The holes I crawl down in my brain
It’s cold here and everyone’s with
The people that they love
I’m sitting in a room with my family
And I think I’m just scared of the way
Of how things might turn out in the end
The jetty the concrete the waves
These traffic lights will blink until may
The truth is
I hate my self
And the salt air hits my skin
Every single day
The truth is
If I’m being honest
I hate my fuckin self
Every single day
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2. |
Dead Deer
04:19
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Im a cancer for
Me and you
Going mad on a highway
I never wanna see again
The sun,the pale withering sun
Is blinding me
Is choking me
And you say
That it’s, human
To be
Feeling this way
And I’ll sit and
Countdown to
Ten again
Remembering
The 7 stages of
Grief
Good grief
The dead deer the dead deer
That we never found
We walk through the dim light
Of a graveyard
A pipe dream, a nose full of
Cocaine
This poem is just different ways
to feel despair
The grey buildings of a skyline
In the distance
The empty wind it flutters and drift
Through a park where we used to walk
Dead leaves carve out the shape of your face
Formed by the autumn wind
And you look a lot like me
And you say
That it’s, human
To be
Feeling this way
And I’ll sit and
Countdown to
Ten again
Remembering
The 7 stages of
Grief
And how you left
The dead deer the dead deer
That we never found
We walk through the dim light
Of a graveyard
A pipe dream, a nose full of
Cocaine
This poem is just different ways
to feel despair
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Delsea Woods New Jersey
Delsea Woods is a band from New Jersey. Vinni plays drums and Jack does the shouting and tries to play guitar
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