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Anchors Aweigh

from Train Wrecks by HABITS

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As I sit here alone
Gravitate toward the center of the room
Suffocating

These four walls go on
Analyze and itemize the wounds
They are escalating
In her arms I was devastated

I breathe the air
Stale and damp
Her ghost is left behind
I see her everywhere

There are no words I know
To melt away the pain that's left
Inside of her eyes
There is no consolation

If they ask tell them we never made it
Hung up the telephone
Cut the lines that we created
If they ask tell them we never made it
We took our medicine
Closed our eyes and then we faded out

For now it's anchors aweigh
At the end of the earth I'll finally see through
all of the truth and the lies
Finally room to breathe
Open eyes to see
Show me something I've never seen before
Sweet Death, you'd better be ready
if you come knocking at my door

If they ask tell them we never made it
We took our medicine
Closed our eyes and then we faded

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from Train Wrecks, released June 18, 2013

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