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Freedom to Crawl
02:10
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i had a pit in my chest today, like everyday
and usually i would just breathe and lay down
but i took a look at myself today, like everyday
and i decided i’m gonna find a way out
freedom to crawl out of this hole and find a reason
some semblance of control over my demons
a place that I can go when I’m not feeling right
and i kinda feel like a mess today, like everyday
i’m always feeling low when it’s light out
so i’ll do a little bit less today, than yesterday
and talk on the phone til my mouth gets dried out
freedom to crawl out of this hole and find a reason
some semblance of control over my demons
a place that I can go when I’m not feeling right
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2. |
Heatwaves in Raleigh
02:53
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you weren’t even eighteen when you were struck by lightning
sirens and high beams cut through the rain and the fog
and i read the stories about heatwaves in raleigh
on the front page for all to see, a decorated highway patrol
i’ve got school tomorrow but my friend is dead
i’ve got rules to follow but i ain’t following them
i’ve got school tomorrow but my friend ain’t gonna be there
so neither am i
neither am i
neither am i
you weren’t even eighteen when you became an idol
underclass disciples getting stoned under the bleachers in high school
and they weren’t even there to see the light running through you
they never even knew you, but then again neither, neither did
i’ve got school tomorrow but my friend is dead
i’ve got rules to follow but to hell with them
i’ve got school tomorrow but my friend ain’t gonna be there
so neither am i
neither am i
neither am i
neither am i
neither am i
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3. |
Passenger Side
04:08
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same jeans, day five, hunter’s asleep in the passenger side
as we pass through another town with a name that i won’t remember
it ain’t much but the people are nice, play for about seven people a night
but it’s nice to get out and breathe some different air
if i could take the good parts and seclude em i would
the days are fresh and new and the nights are all the same
and the money doesn’t bother me as much as it probably should
it’s more the times i can’t control my own brain
well the devil that you know, it has my by the collar
where he goes i’ll go, he knows what’s right for me
i’m chain smoking again to combat the silence
just to calm me down
but after not too long the alcohol just burns me out
there is something in the way
clouding my judgement
and i can’t get rid of it
there is nothing you can say
that i haven’t already said
but there’s no comfort in acknowledgement
please don’t have my back
the next time i fall i want to feel the impact
and please don’t take my side
it’s been too long and i’ve forgotten what it feels like
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4. |
Rosalie
01:40
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the pain settled in the day i broke our love
day twenty-five now and it’s still not letting up
i don’t always make the right choice
but i swore that i did when i told you you have my heart
and now i’ve got you into this mess
how could i expect you to love me while we’re apart
no ones gonna take us down
i don’t think they could if they tried to now
i know they’re saying that i’m never getting out
but rosalie, wait for me
if heaven crashes in and the skies all break
i’ll just thank the lord for your warm embrace
i know they’re saying that i’ll never getting out
but rosalie, wait for me
rosalie just stay with me
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5. |
Weighed Down
02:01
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i thought a lot about it, i think i figured it out
if there’s a time and place to give myself away it’d be right now
i’ve gotten used to the silence and i can be myself in a crowd
and the parts of me that feel like dying are getting closer to the ground
i wanna be weighed down
i wanna be weighed down
i found a way to manage, and be happy again
put my past aside and find a way to let new people in
i try to look past the damage and be grateful for it
and really try to understand it instead of lashing out at it
i wanna be weighed down
i wanna be weighed down
i wanna be weighed down
i wanna be weighed down
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6. |
Tightrope
03:03
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have i always been wrong
has coming to my senses always taken me this long
do i always get defensive when you ask me
what i’m thinking, if i love you
how should I know how i feel about you
when every lie gets a little closer to the truth
all i know is that i feel used
well i knew it would be like this
what kind of thing is that to brag about
i could never do that to someone i love
theres a narrow line between self-love and self-pity
and i keep my balance as well as i can
how should i know how you feel about me
it’s like walking a tightrope waiting on you to come clean
don’t you wanna come clean
it’s like walking a tightrope
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7. |
I Used to Think I Was
02:33
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i used to think about you, i used to wonder what you thought of me
and that’s what gave you power, that’s what kept me in the ring
and now when i’m around you, i swear it’s like you say the same jokes as me
just a little bit later and louder
and that’s cool if you’re into that but i’m not anymore
i used to think i was, i used to think i was
and that’s cool if you’re into that but i’m not anymore
i used to think i was, i used to think i was
any given weekday, any given morning from september to june
i can find someone like you on king street
and you can leave the lights on, i don’t really wanna see myself
anytime soon, my skin is all see-through and wrinkly
we all know what you do
throw dirt on my name and make em all feel sorry for you
and that’s cool if you’re into that but i’m not anymore
i used to think i was, i used to think i was
and that’s cool if you’re into that but i’m not anymore
i used to think i was, i used to think i was
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8. |
Floating Above
05:06
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when i’m alone something’s unsettled inside of me
so many options, none of them ever seem right for me
if i look hard enough i see her so clearly, so out of reach
painting a picture of what i could have if i was willing to lay it all down
she is love, she’s all i ever wanted
i’m floating above the glass ceiling looking down
waiting for the time to be right
and i’ve been floating here all of my life
when i’m alone i try not to put all the blame on her
self-medication, the chemicals pull me away from her
i know there’s a heaviness in the words that i say to her
i fact check the scripture, i finally have enough leverage to drown it all out
she is love, she’s all i ever wanted
i’m floating above the glass ceiling looking down
waiting for the time to be right
and i’ve been floating here all of my life
she is love, she’s all i ever wanted
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Charles Walker Boone, North Carolina
Boone, NC-based artist Charles Walker blends alt-country and folk influences (Jason Isbell, Wilco) with darker influences (Julien Baker, Songs: Ohia) to create a blend of dark and honest southern songwriting.
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