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I wrote this song after I fucked up a situation with a girl I was really into. The situation was entirely my fault; I deserved every little bite of the cold shoulder I was given. I tried as hard as I could to explain myself, only to realize later on that I was doing nothing more than selfishly attempting to win her back over to my side and admit that she was the one in the wrong. My judgment was clouded, and for that I apologize. I'm still sorry. Alexa, this one's for you.

- Andrew

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Just woke up and the clock says noon
Everything that I thought I knew
Is now irrelevant, serves no use
Telling my brain and my heart to call a truce
One more time sign on the dotted line
Selling my soul to those ears in the grapevine
Lost in translation this time
Thoughts jumbled up in my mind

My head is filled with endless contradiction
All these years of bad luck, reminiscent of superstition
The glass is shattered, so is my reflection
And i'm digging through lost memories to find a sense of direction

I'm the listener's listener 'til I up and explode
Because there's just so much you should know
Lying awake, considered selling my soul
To the devil that's above the ground below
The truth rattles through my spine
Word for word and line for line
A quiet fear of the world outside
The unknown is where I fall behind, where I fall behind

Oh I'm drowning slowly.
Am I ok? I'm something.

I've come to notice that we see what we want
Regardless of the past and where we left off
Lord knows I tried to be your friend
But not everything works out in the end

I would try to make you do me a favor
While I'd try to justify my behavior
I'd kick and I'd scream, it was my tongue to keep
While you'd give me a look that could cut like a razor
I would try to make you do me a favor
While I'd try to justify my behavior
The way you look at me
Is something that I wish I'd never seen

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from Where We've Come From, Who We've Been, released June 3, 2014

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