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third-person
02:52
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Am I the sum of my habits
Please tell me that’s not true
There’s always some impulse
In everything I do
I’ll go for runs in the mornings
Get my work done for noon
And I’ll work on my humour
So I can lighten up the mood
But you always beat me to the punchline
This time can I say the joke
I just want you to think I’m a little funny
Maybe you’d laugh if I choked
If I keep seeing myself from the third-person, well
Could you talk me out
If I keep hating myself in a virtual hell
Could you knock me out
If I keep ruining my health, never leaving my shell
Could you break me out
If I don’t want any help and say I’m someone else
Could you remind me
Before I narrate my fairytale
He’s falling asleep again
He’s grinding his teeth again
He’s counting up sheep again
He forgot how to breathe again
He forgot how to be a friend
He forgot how to be again
He just wants the year to end
So he’s falling asleep again
He’s afraid of the love he’ll spend
He pretends not to need his friends
He just wants real life to end
So he’s falling asleep again
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arctic
04:37
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Do you like the cold
I think I’m learning to be warmer
I don’t shiver anymore
So we just watch the air unfold
I’d be standing in the corner
The wind talking through the door
Is it the weather
Or is it me
Maybe there’s somewhere
We’re meant to be
We’ll find a place in the arctic
Somewhere there to call home
Our own world to get lost in
A million acres of snow
And you’d hold me tight
With the northern lights wrapped around our heads
And our twinkling eyes as we go
Somewhere there in the arctic
Somewhere we’ve never known
It has been so long
Since I saw the icy sheets
Gleam and glisten underneath the sun
A crescent moon
Peaks behind the arctic clouds
As if to gently greet me and you
Is it the weather
Or is it me
Maybe there’s somewhere
We’re meant to be
We’ll find a place in the arctic
Somewhere there to call home
Our own world to get lost in
A million acres of snow
And you’d hold me tight
With the northern lights wrapped around our heads
And our twinkling eyes as we go
Somewhere there in the arctic
Somewhere we’ve never known
Un hiver sans le soleil
Juste pour regarder le feu
Peut-être on reviendra jamais
Dis moi ce que tu veux
Une saison ou une année
Ou la neige pour toute la vie
J’apprend à embrasser le vent
Et les nuages qui me suivent
Oui c’est drôle et c’est naïf
Mais j'espère que tu me crois
Nous pouvons être heureux
Dans le nord, dans le froid
Est-ce que tu me crois
Est-ce que tu me crois
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unimportant
03:27
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There’s no trust in my cup
I poured it out a while ago
When you said it was fine to open up
Bad news and tough luck
There’s enough of it to go around
Enough to shut me up
So I swallowed my tongue
Tried over and over
And blew out my lungs
Just to get by
Waste time while we’re young
That’s how you’d put it
But you never believed in me, that's why
You told me these dreams were so unimportant
I ran tangled in sheets, my vision all distorted
Been lying for weeks, well how am I not bored yet
Is the truth on my pillow, or out of my reach
So what’s unimportant
So what’s unimportant, again
Let’s get this all sorted
What’s so unimportant, again
Does it still bother you
How I don't follow you
Behind the words you make me swallow
Is the hope that you would understand my heart
How do you still depart from my honesty
It’s fragile but I’m asking you so modestly
You never gave me a chance to show you
I'm beyond your prophecy
You let me lay here and wake to my aimless dreams
You told me these dreams were so unimportant
I ran tangled in sheets, my vision all distorted
Been lying for weeks, well how am I not bored yet
Is the truth on my pillow, or out of my reach
You told me those words were so unimportant
I twisted and turned, right through the morning
Was I supposed to learn something ‘bout warnings
How I gotta get my mind right, that’s what’s important
Is that what's important
That's what's important
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