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How to Be Alone
03:08
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I drink too much coffee and not enough beer
I can never put together the time
Spent re-watching reruns of all of my years
I would never let you read this but I might
Make my way back home to my parents house for the 23rd year in a row
I’ll be waking up in the same exact room where I learned to take off all of your clothes
As I keep finding ways to fill this room with mistakes I won’t ever sort through
All of my hopes and doubts are all I can think about in this place where I taught myself how to be alone
I’m back and forth a few times each week before I can realize I’m falling
I trace my steps between where I’m going and where I’ve found myself many times before
Make my way back home to my parents house for the 23rd year in a row
I’ll be waking up in the same exact room where I learned to take off all of your clothes
As I keep finding ways to fill this room with mistakes I won’t ever sort through
All of my hopes and doubts are all I can think about in this place where I taught myself how to be alone
I’ve never felt such gravity
You said the most so candidly
I’ll never know where I will go
You mean more than you know
I just can’t do this on my own
Join my surroundings
When will I be too old to be alone
With you I’m drowning
I’d watch those reruns all the time
I don’t feel right here
When your hand fell right on top of mine
This is the worst year
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2. |
Thicker Skin
03:14
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I can feel you wishing all the stars were closer
We would pack our things and move across the sun
Faces stacked so high I can’t believe I’m sober
We’re a dozen billion but I know that you’re the one
Take me, help me out of the fire I’ve been standing in
Please just hold me closely before the tunnel takes its hold on me
Take me, tell me that this will only lead to thicker skin
Please just hold me, or fold me, before the darkened lights and afterlife are all I see
Maybe there’s hope for us
Please say there’s hope for us
Maybe there’s hope for us
Please say there’s hope for us yet
Can you feel me wishing all the states were smaller
I would bite my lip and walk across each one
And every step I’d take would draw me even closer
To the dozen billionth chance of outrunning the sun
Take me, help me out of the fire I’ve been standing in
Please just hold me closely before the tunnel takes its hold on me
Take me, tell me that this will only lead to thicker skin
Please just hold me, or fold me, before the darkened lights and afterlife are all I see
Maybe there’s hope for us
Please say there’s hope for us
Maybe there’s hope for us
Please say there’s hope for us yet
If you would let me take the fall
I’d open up and spill it all
If you don’t want this let me be
Don’t ever waste your time on me
Take me, help me out of the fire I’ve been standing in
Can you hold me closely before the tunnel takes its hold on me
Take me, tell me that this will only lead to thicker skin
Please just hold me, or fold me, before the darkened lights and afterlife are all I
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Just in Case
02:36
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I know that you know I’m not made for commitment
You know that I know that you’ll never begin this
Each day that I wake with reluctance to fill your place in my head
Speaking through these wires it’s no surprise that I’m not over you
and each and every dial tone makes it harder for my lips to move
I’m tip-toeing this line that all this time has drawn around my mood
And I’d rather be safe than sober just in case I see you soon
When I hear your boarding call I’ll know that I have dropped the ball again
I hope you hear this by the time that your plane lands
I’ll be at Logan’s with my head in my hands
Two shots again while I’m waiting for the late phone call where you ask me where I’ve been
Speaking through these wires it’s no surprise that I’m not over you
and each and every dial tone makes it harder for my lips to move
I’m tip-toeing this line that all this time has drawn around my mood
And I’d rather be safe than sober just in case I see you soon
Is it fucked up that I’m hopeful
I know I’m wasting time on this
My future at your disposal
Goddamn how ignorance is bliss
I can’t ignore my surroundings
I’m awake and restless on my own
I just can’t take all these goddamn boundaries
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4. |
Sleepless
02:34
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Every night when my head hits the pillow I wrestle the noise outside my window
I can’t distinguish the cracks of gunshots from fireworks
When my train of thought comes to a reference of your eccentric thoughts and habits
Time and time again I’m reminded that I am alone again
I’m always hanging on a brand new deadline
But I’ve still been looking for the look in your eyes
I’ve been stuck replaying my every backslide
And every fall for you feels like it did the first time
Only you could make me fall apart
Thinking of that last time I heard you speak
I can’t find a reason to grit my teeth
This might be the last day I’m alive
And if you cry your eyes out I’ll give you mine
With just one blink the truck had swerved right into my lane
I woke to sirens reminding me I was alone again
I’m more aware of your incisions
And how they’ve scarred me into who I am
As l binge drink coffee in Logan’s kitchen
I hoped you’d return before my paralysis is known
I’m always hanging on a brand new deadline
If only you were ever there
But I’ve still been looking for the look in your eyes
If only you were ever there
I’ve been stuck replaying my every backslide
If only you were ever there
But every fall for you feels like it did the first time
If only you were ever there
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Miroki Chicago, Illinois
Two dudes and a dog making music together in a basement.
For booking/contact email us at: mirokimusic@gmail.com
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