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I've been away from the ocean for too long
Longing for waves and sweet smell of salt
I'd go back for a day, but no one there knows me now
I ran from the coast at the first chance I got
I was plagued with regret and the memories of Aptos
After I left, I found myself looking back
Sometimes you're faced with a foregone conclusion
A life in a cage you don't know what to do with
Hand over the keys, there's no time for slowing down
My body's a muscle I'm trying to fit in
I hate my broad shoulders, my hair, and my chin
I want to be well, or maybe just see myself
But I know that
It's not a wish upon the out of state, driving through the palisades
I wore that
Blue tie like a noose holding everything
Fragily and keeping me in place
Tired of assholes that f*ck it all up
I was raised by the Antlers and crappy punk rock
I thought it was good, but maybe it wasn't so great
So f*ck you and half-assed attempts at a family
They're tired and bored, I never needed one anyway
I've seen it before; I know how this movie ends
And I hope that
It's not a wish upon the out of state, driving through the palisades
I wore that
Blue tie like a noose holding everything
Fragily and keeping me in place
Time waits for the empty
Oh to save our souls
I'm not growing old
Well don't you look at me that way
I'm alive with a reason calling me to
And don't you ever lose my name
It's all mine so I keep it calling me the same
My body's a muscle I'm trying to fit in
I hate my own skin and this human condition
I want to be well and maybe just see myself
But I know that
It's not a wish upon the out of state, driving through the palisades
I wore that
Blue tie like a noose holding up everything
And keeping me in place
Time waits for the empty
Oh to save our souls
I'm not growing old
And I've been busy writing
All the same old songs
Tell them I've seen it all
Time waits for the empty
Oh to save our souls
I'm not growing old
And I've been busy writing
All the same old songs
Tell them I've seen it all
But I know that
It's not a wish upon the out of state, driving through the palisades
I wore that
Blue tie like a noose holding up everything
And keeping me in place

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