Wallflower

from by Manners

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Carry me home like the last time,
it’s late and I need to close my eyes
This week, this month, this year and
this stress is starting to get out of hand
Pour a drink, there’s my future misleading me over and over,
40 hours bleeding me dry,
casually crossing over the line.
One day I’m stable, the next day I’m not,
reliving nightmares I wish I forgot
somewhere between my mouth and the glass
lies the truth about who I am
I guess I don’t know myself at all
Have you ever felt like you could sleep for a thousand years?
Just close your eyes and forget to wake
just to get your mind cleared
I think I need a fucking vacation,
I think I need to stop and breathe
I cant take another day of this,
this crippling anxiety

Faceless, nameless, but I can’t stand to change this
I guess I’ll remain this, the haunted and wasted
I can't relate to other people,
I can't seem to find some common ground
I can't think straight in public places,
I just keep running my fucking mouth
What if this time is like the last?
I’m constantly tortured by the past
I have no idea where I’m fucking going,
I just know that I’m going no where fast
Faceless, nameless, but I can’t stand to change this
I guess I’ll remain this, the haunted and wasted
I don’t wanna be faceless
I don’t wanna be nameless
I don’t wanna be faceless, nameless
But I can’t stand to change this
So I guess I’ll remain this
The haunted and wasted

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from Pale Blue Light, released January 4, 2014

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Est. 2010 in a barn in Connecticut.

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