A temple
Corroded.
Eviction
Pending.
Embrace me.
Cold night.
Gray sky.
Streetlight.
Lyrical
Descension.
Attention
Fading.
Breathless, I'm a mess.
Kissless, I'm in distress.
I'm barely breathing.
This crowning anguish.
Locked up nervous reflex.
I've got to build up from the inside.
A relapse.
Reflection.
Distorted.
Repression.
Smiling spitefully,
Longing for you to sew up my seams.
I'm barely breathing.
I've abandoned old identities,
Skin I couldn't fit into,
Songs I couldn't write,
My voice will fade into this starless night.
Can I get much blinder?
Can I kick myself much harder?
Have I accepted this
To torture myself?
You can't see me.
Have I invented you?
I'm barely breathing.
You're so easy to believe in.
And it's so depressing,
That I'm always second guessing,
That I'm always second guessing,
That I'm always second guessing
Myself.
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The Lawrence Arms - The First Eviction Notice Lyrics
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A temple
Corroded.
Eviction
Pending.
Embrace me.
Cold night.
Gray sky.
Streetlight.
Lyrical
Descension.
Attention
Fading.
Breathless, I'm a mess.
Kissless, I'm in distress.
I'm barely breathing.
This crowning anguish.
Locked up nervous reflex.
I've got to build up from the inside.
A relapse.
Reflection.
Distorted.
Repression.
Smiling spitefully,
Longing for you to sew up my seams.
I'm barely breathing.
I've abandoned old identities,
Skin I couldn't fit into,
Songs I couldn't write,
My voice will fade into this starless night.
Can I get much blinder?
Can I kick myself much harder?
Have I accepted this
To torture myself?
You can't see me.
Have I invented you?
I'm barely breathing.
You're so easy to believe in.
And it's so depressing,
That I'm always second guessing,
That I'm always second guessing,
That I'm always second guessing
Myself.
Corroded.
Eviction
Pending.
Embrace me.
Cold night.
Gray sky.
Streetlight.
Lyrical
Descension.
Attention
Fading.
Breathless, I'm a mess.
Kissless, I'm in distress.
I'm barely breathing.
This crowning anguish.
Locked up nervous reflex.
I've got to build up from the inside.
A relapse.
Reflection.
Distorted.
Repression.
Smiling spitefully,
Longing for you to sew up my seams.
I'm barely breathing.
I've abandoned old identities,
Skin I couldn't fit into,
Songs I couldn't write,
My voice will fade into this starless night.
Can I get much blinder?
Can I kick myself much harder?
Have I accepted this
To torture myself?
You can't see me.
Have I invented you?
I'm barely breathing.
You're so easy to believe in.
And it's so depressing,
That I'm always second guessing,
That I'm always second guessing,
That I'm always second guessing
Myself.