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Time Replaces
03:07
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She's a slow drip into my sinking ship. The forest around the trees I could barely see over my paper Hill. If I lose focus I might die like a bird in a doghouse; alive cuz I never sang mad cuz I never did.
She's a siren singing songs to draw Me Closer slinging arms around my shoulders
I'm submerged from head to toe.
And that's when I think of how dreams erase in time and places is you. Spin back to start again.
She's ivy, in my veins around my home. Taking root inside my head and all that I've ever known.
She's erosion in the cracks of my foundation. I've been wearing over time, now only I can hear:
She's a siren singing songs to Draw Me Closer slinging arms around my shoulders submerged from head to toe.
And that's what I think of how dreams erase in time and place is you. Spin back to start again.
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The Matinee
05:21
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I'm living a feature so heard to the cast and crew!
You played it so seamless as if I never knew you.
I hope that you're watching cause I'm not standing in.
I'm using my screen time to try out some new lines.
You see god when you're drinking, thinking: we would be better if we got back together.
I see you as a fever dream on the silver screen
Now I'm the matinee watching the final product cut and paste.
And I could never be too low, for you.
You're living on display so let me tune you in.
What you say lasts forever, no you cant try again!
If I was a structure and you were the ocean I would know it's not your fault.
But I read your credits and I'm not even mentioned outside of and asterisk.
It replaced me and it'll replace you, It replaces us
Time replaced the matinee of sound I gave to you
Now I'm thinking we would be better of we got back together.
I see you as a fever dream on the silver screen
Now I'm the matinee watching the final product cut and paste again
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of Sound
03:27
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Hangers on the ceiling fan.
Fresh like sunday afternoon.
I roll in like a heart attack
Unload more laundry onto you.
I'll tell you a secret "we're all made of sound!"
Just look at yourself, let Mr. Sun clear all your doubt.
Now you know the secret: we're all made of sound.
So come down, down, down.
You're made of sound.
Hangers on the ceiling fan.
Fresh like sunday afternoon.
I roll in like a heart attack
Unload more laundry onto you
You tell me its okay, but is it? You'll just gotta listen and see.
A perfect opportunity open up like a suite case.
Breathe in the air to give you a scare. We'll make this real for you.
The progress you share is not quite what's there. We'll make this real for you!
I'll tell you a secret "we're all made of sound!"
Just look at yourself, let Mr. Sun clear all your doubt.
Now you know the secret: we're all made of sound.
So come down, down, down.
You're made of sound.
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The Vex Project Texas
Multi-Instrumentalist dude named Aaron. This is my solo project aptly named "The Vex Project" because my interest in style
is always changing. I don't mean to alienate a fanbase, I just want to create variety, and here is where I do it!
Stick around new music is always on the way.
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