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It's later than it seems outside and colder than you're letting on
Running 'round in circles trying desperately to make a sound
There's nothing there to prove, not like you never knew
Drowning out the question with so many small apologies
How intoxicated will you be before you'll look at me
And say the words in your head
And still remember what you said
When you roll out of bed
A stupid, sorry mess?

It's killing me, this waiting, I don't know if it's just nervousness
I'd like to think I'm falling when in fact I'm still just standing here
Sloppy shards of hope, a reason to still cope
Frustration melts to anger when confusion's all that you can taste
Partially disgusted by my self-absorbed despondency
I'm hanging on to you
'Cause there's not much I can do
And despite all you do
I think that I'm in love with you

I'm hanging on to you
There's nothing much that I can do

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from Animals Have Gods, released May 14, 2015

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