The Weight of Moving

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I heard you cried
yourself to sleep when
I moved away.

I was in a state of emergency.
I wasn't meant to stay
in this god forsaken town
with a southern breeze.

Time can change everything.

I've spent too many nights
getting drunk on red wine,
trying to find solace in anything.

I've spent too many nights
getting fucked on red wine
trying to find solace in anything.

I don't sleep anymore.
I just move around above the sheets,
try to find comfort in misery.

The weight of moving constantly
is finally catching up to me.
I'll find comfort in the pain,
I've heard the summers
always good for that.

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from Past Imperfect, released May 6, 2014

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