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Strangely Dim

by Yet.

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1.
oh, god
2.
four years four years i've spent in this town four years four years of making you proud but four years they fly by quick four years and i'm out of here four years and i'm out of here four years i'm done with this why can't you see? it's not for me – not for me i'll grow up smart i'll grow up rich regret my life forget my kids one life to live: a life in debt – of past regrets and past success i'll fight for years i'll find what's left i'll find what's left i never let you down you never let me leave that's fine by me but i'll fight for years for a chance to prove you wrong i never let you down you never let me leave that's fine by me but i'll fight for years for a chance to prove you wrong four years four years i've spent in this town four years four years of making you proud but four years they fly by quick four years i was out of there four years i was out of there four years paper towns paper people get me out get me out paper towns paper people get me out get me out paper towns paper people get me out get me out paper towns paper people get me out
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Misgivings 03:34
days blend into night as candlelights dim like the health of this life cause the rearview mirror had plenty to say like, "your freedom's found in the sunset rays" but my hands are shaking my hope wears thin this hope wears small like the tight of my skin this supertramp has met his match: a life lived short – a life at that i lived a new man i breathed a new name i knew boundaries and i was free now the trees they sing me to sleep sing me to peace beg me to leave cause four years they take their toll and life is just too long i lived afraid of a 9 to 5 necktie on my life this 9 to 5 necktie it's pretty funny, y'know i thought i knew everything the day i turned the key that locked the door that ignited the freedom in me you can think you're right you can think it through but when you think you've got it all you never really know, no you've never really known at all i lived a new man i breathed a new name i knew no boundaries was i free? now the trees they sing me to sleep sing me to peace beg me to place cause four years they took their toll and life was just too long to live afraid of a 9 to 5 necktie on my life this 9 to 5 necktie my material self my material things that pile of ash – the material me was it all really worth it? as i reflect in the end when you romanticize the future don't romanticize the end
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Progress 02:28
i've never felt more empty when there's so much on my plate the days and nights the conversations never seem to change i've fought routine through every breath i've made no progress yet but i'll gather all my losses and i'll catch my wind again i've never been the best at organizing all my time the tasks and expectations build the stress that wears my mind and i'm putting so much effort into things that show no compensation i'm cutting all the ties that lead to further frustration i do what is asked of me so why do i never see the results i work so often for why are they never shown to me? guess i'll turn the other cheek like my father always taught because triumph in this world will only keep me here to rot
5.
we're all cutting our hair now cleaning up and growing old getting our acts together – or at least we hope we are in a constant state of in-between with youth, adult, and other things we try our best to fit the schemes of those we swore we'd never be in a constant state of in-between with youth, adult, and other things we try our best to fit the schemes of those we swore we'd never be i guess this is responsibility because my arms are still tired and i'm not holding on to the thought of it anymore it's just holding on to memories that wears you out because dwelling in the past meant catching up to the future we can catch up at some other time maybe when we've figured things out maybe when we figure things out
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Ellipsis 01:44
i caught a glimpse of the future the other day when you looked at me and turned away were you looking back to brighter days? with brighter colors and darker shades? that's just nostalgia bleeding into my brain because the lines are blurred and colors fade they fade away like summer shade to autumn color and winter gray i believe that the day comes back broken ties can be bound again but they continue to strain as i continue to stray i continue to make the same mistakes it's a constant cycle of looking back not making do with what you have it wasn't lost if it can't be found it's making do with here and now it's a constant cycle of looking back not making do with what you have it wasn't lost if it can't be found it's making do with here and now here and now here and now
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Parenthesis 02:37
i stayed up past the sunrise but i think it was worth it i was trying to figure things out by now i could've explained things better convinced you that i've convinced myself but you were i'm too dramatic how i live my life i'm not being emotional i'm not trying to change things back after all there's no reason to grasp for things you never had i'm just thankful but i could never express how much you meant to me that day i'm getting over blaming myself
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this state of mind won't find its way out from underneath it's killing me to bury the attitude that once ruled me this state of mind won't find its way out from underneath it's killing me to bury the attitude that once ruled me i refused to surrender to the hand that you would let me pull i let my doubts influence me i watched my confidence deplete into a carcass – bitter, cold removed the chance for blood to flow this state of mind won't find its way out from underneath it's killing me to bury the attitude that once ruled me this state of mind won't find its way out from underneath it's killing me to bury the attitude that once ruled me i refuse to be the boy i was when i was trying to be a man who knew all a boy i'll be until i see "seek the world, the earth you'll meet" the earth i met the pain i felt and i ask myself "what's the point in telling myself to be mad? in telling myself that i miss my old crowd?" i guess i'm selling out i'm seeing it in the light now i am new with the new day i am free in the best way i am done i am starting over i'm renewed with the new day i am free in the best way i am done with the dead ends i am starting over i'm renewed with the new day i am free in the best way i am done with the dead ends i am starting over all again
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Fluorescent 02:37
i've dug myself into a rut by digging through solutions i've ruined enough instead of finding answers elsewhere i buried my questions watched them pile up the rut turned to chasm the questions turned to doubt the roots they're established i see their products developing now the fruits they have withered parasites have begun to swarm i let the doubts linger for far too long second thoughts are becoming my own i beg for fluorescence for an evident sign i beg for transparency that my problems be brought to light where is the passion that i once felt? where is the drive the urge that kept me interested? the thought of pushing through exhausts me why can't i overcome this hesitation inside of me? i beg for fluorescence for an evident sign i beg for transparency that my problems be brought to light to destroy what was once peace of mind easy solutions they defeat me instead of working towards remedies i dwell in my malady acting like this makes me sick but i thrive off of sympathy i seek it persistently i don't want to hide my vices i don't want to lose the rush i don't want to play the victim just so i can feel just i am begging for fluorescence i am digging towards the light i am begging for fluorescence so the fruits of my labor will flourish through turbulent times
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what good is a lightbulb if it's dimly lit? you see the light but it serves no purpose like lukewarm water it's destined for spit it's gone and forgotten – no function, no will i fight for desire i search for unrest i know it's not easy i've got to commit but lackluster living it reels me back in lackluster living if you find me stagnant if you find me comfortable if you find me tuning out the ones who push me forward i urge you to provoke me i urge you to disrupt my quiet if i seek indifference i'll never know desire grit through the struggle and tense for the hits to have motivation you have to commit like any commitment there's doubts that creep in but you have to sustain you have to resist grit through the struggle and tense for the hits to have motivation you have to commit like any commitment there's doubts that creep in but you have to sustain you have to resist i see myself in the dust that collects at the bottom of closets where skeletons sit cause everything that i had begun to see were products of all my regrets and my grief their presence it lingered like smoke off a wick they kept me from reaching for what i once held i know it's not easy i've fought to commit for lackluster living was making me sick making me sick you grit through my struggle you tensed for my hits you cleaned out my closets removing the filth you saved me from sinking to hopeless lamenting it's actions like this that demand a reaction selfish am i if i don't share the news ungrateful am i if i stand unmoved for i have been freed of all guilt and selfish am i if i don't share the news
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it's been hours it's getting dark i'm getting cold i'm getting lost i'll find my way out i'll my way out i swear who best to get me out than the wander myself the wanderer myself the wanderer myself cause the road won't listen like it used to the sun won't shine through these trees i am lost i am broken i can't do this on my own this is where i draw the line just then the fog cleared the road quit its familiar twists and turns and shelter found the vagabond cradled by his newfound security he closed his eyes for the last time since he opened his eyes for the first time for the first time you opened my eyes for the first time

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recorded by Clay Crenshaw

Josh Adams screams on Clean Cut
Julien Baker sings on Struggle

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released November 29, 2014

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Yet. Memphis, Tennessee

Post-Hardcore from Memphis, TN.

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