lyrics
There's no motivation to make it out of bed. I just roll around my repressions and everything that's been left unsaid and when I do get up I just collapse back on my couch and I'll tell myself over the deafening noise of a blurry television that "today will be different."I know that it's a lie but there is something so romantic about giving yourself the tiniest semblances of hope.
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from
Demo 2012,
track released August 6, 2012
recorded at el cheapo
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