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If rivers run to oceans​.​.​.​(​Yes, this dust really is from​.​.​.​)

from Now Here Everywhere by life less fun

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So the days run away
why wont they stop...

So what will i do, when you burn through
lit at both ends,
and split in two for you.

Looking for new place now
"it'll be better when you're out of town"
Can't when you're around
new faces looking to be found


The nights short but the days run long.
never heard me clearly but it's just a song.

So you'll live it out slowly,
burned out and holy
never knew fully
though that's hardly anything to you

So yes this dust is really from
yes this dust is really from
yes this dust is really from somewhere

So when will i stop getting boned when will these houses turn into a home

So the devil's in the details
"god i hate working retail"
And you've been hailed but that ship has sailed.

And it's hard to get out of bed,
and it's harder when you spend all day just in your head
can you really call it waking up? if you're just waiting to be shaken up again

"Is this what you call love?"
looked at her staring from above
You know things are always the same
it's no wonder you never really change
always looking for a place to stay the night


So what do i even care it's all just living just breathing air

But she's hungry for the bright lights had enough of this shitty life and you've been told lightning don't strike twice


And sometimes i'll still crave your touch

but don't you worry too much

cause i'll have it my way
strung out or on the side of the highway
with self destructive attitudes and such

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from Now Here Everywhere, released November 13, 2022

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