Misery Guts

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It's been a while since I've been alone,
This room seemed smaller when you were home.
I lay awake, I can't fucking rest.
I can't find comfort in my own flesh.
I still hear your voice it rattles my bones.
A seam un-sewn and I thought I'd grown?
I can't sleep, I'm a fucking mess.
You've made me more but I've made you less.

You said this was all my fault again.
I'm trying the best I can .
You said this was all my fault again.

My misanthropy is getting on top,
I just wish the ground would swallow me up.
I'll check how you are, does that make me weak?
I threw you away how selfish of me.
It's all too familiar I'm feeling alone,
Drinking and sleeping are my second home.
You called me heartless, my own enemy.
It's not like you fucking depended on me.

Maybe I am beyond repair.
Maybe I attract this despair.
A corpse of regret and you call this fair.
It's hard to forget when all you do is care.
And if she speaks, it'll be the end of this.
And if she speaks, it'll be the end of me.

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from Split w/ The Caulfield Cult, released June 1, 2014

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