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High/Low
04:23
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Floating through the clouds of my friends air mattress
Exaggerating my best stories in an out of breath accent
To seem a little bit interesting
I know I'm just a replacement for him
And you're just a surrogate for the girl I wish I came with
But being jealous comes naturally for me
Especially when I've had to much to drink
Another high, another low
Little blows to my ego
That seem impossible to get over
I can't decide what I'm haunted by
Just how I waste my time
But these decisions are getting worse as I get older
I'm the crown prince of bad first impressions
Fighting off my usual nervousness
With the taste of menthol and fermenting citrus
But by 3 am all the allure had been lost
In the glamor we once saw in the wet asphalt
And I turn back into another teenage casanova
That could never follow through
Another high, another low
Little blows to my ego
That seem impossible to get over
I can't decide what I'm haunted by
Just how I waste my time
But these decisions are getting worse as I get older
Starting to pick up on the signals, riddles, and slang
You're using to keep all of this vague
I've developed such an awkward way of speaking
To try and hide all of my feelings
Because I act way too passively
Just waiting for everything to happen towards me
But I'll never be good at playing it cool
Oh, I'll never be good at playing it cool
Another high, another low
Little blows to my ego
That make me want to pack up my bags and leave
But I'll probably be here with you again
Sometime by the end of next week.
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RC Planes
04:16
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The only thing I remember from high school was the signal we used to let each other know our parents were asleep
You must have remember it too, because I looked out my window and saw your lights flashing
Once, twice, three times repeat
The first time I fell in love, I was looking and at a party
Where I didn't know anyone, so I started talking
To a girl that probably wouldn't remember my name
We were both uncomfortable, I even asked her about the weather
Because that worked in the movies I like where the pretty girl and awkward guy always ended up together
I guess I thought all relationships started that way
She showed me a picture of her favorite band still settling into her skin
We wanted to see the rest of the world, so we pulled back the orange bedsheets someone was using as curtains
And watched the neighbors kids play with RC Planes and the further that they flew away
The easier it was to imagine ourselves on them
I saw a teenager tripping on acid for the first time, I asked him how he felt
He said "Jordan, I am the universe getting disgusted with itself,
But I'm gaining some perspective on things I'd never thought I'd know
Next time won't you please do it with me?
We can live like clocks without numbers, always in the moment
Even if the springs get stuck and the hands get broken
Yeah, my body may look 15, but in my head I'm slowly turning 40"
He was freaking out, so I told him to focus on his breathing.
He told me how awful it felt to live inside his inconvenient skin
He needed some air, so we pulled back the orange bed sheets someone was using as curtains
And watched the neighbors kids play with RC Planes and the further they flew away
The easier it was to imagine ourselves on them.
Of course, they were kids, so they made them collide
To make another star to light up the sky
We counted the sparks and watched the resulting explosions
And we smiled and imagined ourselves on them
Yeah, we smiled and imagined ourselves on them.
The story goes once, twice, three times repeat.
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Pretty Blank Faces Virginia
Three Piece from Salem, Va.
Jordan Shell-guitar/vox
Tate Bell-guitar
Alan Connor-Drums
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