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Trophy Shop - Windows
01:53
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Running away from what I have to say
Watch our love erode as the summer fades
Jumping out the window when I see you
Rather take the plunge after all you've done
You and me just like elastic
Snap right back into place
It's hardly tragic
Forget the things we said
Lying restless in our bed
I'll respect your space
You'll spit insults in my face
Jumping out the window when I see you
Rather take the plunge after all you've done
All of these worries combined I can't take
I'm just worlds away
It's all you had to say
I'm just worlds away
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Trophy Shop - Flare
03:10
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Sit and lie to you
Talk about the old times
Try and suppress the fact that I used you
I'm at my wit's end with your salacious comments
This common involvement is bleeding me dry
There's something in the way of my tongue
And all the things I want to say
It's only just begun
I'm numb can't muster the air muster the air from my lungs
My faith in you is becoming diluted
Whole mind's been polluted by those words spewed from your mouth
Fist full of empty promises
I clench them in regret
Let me get this off my chest
I've passed the test
I won't digress
There's something in the way of my tongue
And all the things I want to say
It's only just begun
I'm numb can't muster the air muster the air from my lungs
And I know it's only just begun
Stop and reverse
Can't calm me down
I'll surely drown
There's something in the way of my tongue
And all the things I want to say
It's finally ended
We both know it's over
It can't be mended
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Trophy Shop - Caustic
02:35
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Burn the house down around me
We ground down bone meal for mortar
The bricks are made of lies
Fresh coat on the walls
The blood is hardly dry
Pry the boards up from the ground
What's lost is found
In this I'll drown
This emptiness is full of bliss
I won't miss this
So pull me down
Twist my words into thoughts
Spun around in your head
Keep them or they'll get lost
Turn the key to lock up my regret
Pry the boards up from the ground
What's lost is found
In this I'll drown
This emptiness is full of bliss
I won't miss this
So pull me down
All your actions what's the purpose
I truly hope it's worth it
So far this season only half an hour of sleep
At last I get to you but I don't know how to be
All the things you want and all the things you don't need
So far this season only half an hour of sleep
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Trophy Shop - Ring
02:49
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What about the money
I'm glad that you saw me
So what if it was easy
But just the thought made you dizzy
Those words rang in my head
It was all in what you said
It won't let me forget you
Continue holding on to this
All my mistakes
Lined up like ducks in a row
But it's hard to let go
When it's all I've ever known
And all I'll ever know
Those words rang in my head
It was all in what you said
It won't let me forget you
Continue holding on to this
It was hard to split my time
With every aspect so sublime
I won't make you go
I just needed to let you know
Just when I thought I forgot
Everything comes rushing back
Like stormy waters pushing over the dam
Returning life to the dried up sand
Of the creek bed where this all began
I never thought I'd survive
All alone in the wilderness
But see how I've thrived
Without your guiding hand
With my heart in your arms
And that line in the sand
I'll let go
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Treading Water - Sink In
04:35
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It’s hard to watch you dreaming knowing you mean nothing to me,
but I can’t help my feelings as self-destructive as they might be.
So I’ll hold my tongue, wait till the damage is done.
Resurrect old feelings to come up with love.
Would you believe me if I said I don’t want to talk?
Or would you call my bluff and tell me that I’m wrong?
Last night was a relapse of sin and skin; we both know how this will end.
While you were out chasing ghosts, I was sucking down the bottle.
So I’ll hold my tongue and watch what you’ve become.
You can lie to yourself but we both know you’re better off being alone.
Would you believe me if I said I don’t want to talk?
Or would you call my bluff and tell me that I’m wrong?
You don’t even try to behave because you showed up faded,
choke on cigarette smoke in attempt to belong.
Don’t tell me to watch my tone; I know you’re better than this,
doing things that you soon will regret.
You’re acting despondent and passive aggressive.
There’s no self-respect left in this damn collective.
What I’m trying to say is, since I’ve been away
The wolves in sheep’s clothing have led you astray.
I won’t explain myself to them. I never called them my friends.
I won’t explain myself, no I won’t.
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Treading Water - Ren
05:45
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I’m waking up on the wrong side of our bed again.
That space you left hasn’t been filled for more than the weekend.
And I don’t know who you’re with, but maybe when it’s 3am,
you’ll think about me not him.
Maybe he’ll buy a grand piano, and listen to you sing just a bit of key.
Maybe he’ll call you the morning after, lie to you and say you’re his everything.
Well I’ve never felt quite like hell as much as I do right now.
So someone please help me out, I’m drunk and I’m feeling down,
because I can’t seem to find solace or solid ground.
Lord I’m looking for a sign. Could you please for once just answer me now?
Maybe he’ll buy a grand piano, and listen to you sing just a bit of key.
Maybe he’ll call you the morning after, lie to you and say you’re his everything.
Don’t you ever say that you were second best, because you second-guessed every
single thing that I said.
You never did what your parents said but you always did what your mother did.
You left me for dead in a dead end town on a dead end street, full of dead head
dreams.
Now I’m stuck singing another sad song, about another sad town that I can’t get out.
We grew up together but you left me for warmer weather.
Now you’re back home, cold and alone.
We grew up together but you left me for better weather.
Now you’re back home, all alone.
Did you have to take that tone?
Did you have to pull me close?
Did you have to grab my hand and say you wont let go?
Now you’re back home, all alone.
Did you have to take that tone?
Did you have to pull me close?
Did you have to grab my hand and say you wont let go?
I’m waking up on the wrong side of our bed again.
That space you left hasn’t been filled for more than the weekend.
And I don’t know who you’re with, but maybe when it’s 3am,
you’ll think about me not him.
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Our corners curled, but we made such a beautiful girl.
And our friends all said, “well there goes her career.”
Did you have to listen to what they said?
We never asked you to let go of it.
Somewhere near a town called Hope on the open road,
but it’s not the same.
She waves like you wave, still knows your name.
Can tell that I’m thinking about you by the look on my face.
But you’re miles away, 15 hours away,
and I’ve lost track of the time spent trying to fill your place.
What was I supposed to say when you packed up your lenses and drove away?
I just choked on my words and let you escape.
And was she supposed to cry when you didn’t say goodbye?
Kind of quiet for the age of 3, I guess she saw everything.
Somewhere near a town called Hope on the open road,
but it’s not the same.
She waves like you wave, still knows your name.
Can tell that I’m thinking about you by the look on my face.
But you’re miles away, 15 hours away,
and I’ve lost track of the time spent trying to fill your place.
And that little girl that we both swore we’d, raise just graduate the first grade.
And she hasn’t seen you since who knows when.
The judge said you could have the weekends but you didn’t want them.
No I don’t want your money, I just want our daughter to have a mother and a family.
And when you locked yourself in that room she always knew just where to find you.
She would pound at the door, as you’d just ignore.
Our little girl is worth more than one second burns and fades,
so leave the print that way.
Yeah it’s not the same.
She waves like you wave, still knows your name.
Can tell that I’m thinking about you by the look on my face.
But you’re miles away, 15 hours away,
and I’ve lost track of the time spent trying to fill your place.
And that little girl that we both swore we’d, raise just graduate the first grade.
Where were you at when it all came tumbling down?
Did you even call at all?
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I can’t explain what I don’t know. Most of life is like skipping stones,
and you were never that fond of the cold.
So pull the wool over my eyes for not the first time,
it’s better when you lie (next to me at night).
I don’t need to be someone’s savior, because I’m the one who needs saving.
You never let me grow like you said I was supposed to.
You never let me let go.
You’re the phantom pain heavy on my heart.
You’re where the restless nights start, and I was always scared of the dark.
You never said what you were thinking so I held my tongue like broken glass.
Pierce the skin, I hope this lasts.
When you were all but gone I prayed you’d move on.
Take the air from my lungs. I’ve had enough.
You never let me grow like you said I was supposed to.
You never let me let go in time for both of our heads to wind up clear.
So I guess I will just sit alone and think about those kids we named
who will never see the light of day or see your pretty face.
Or hear you say their name.
Maybe I’ll build that tiny home by myself.
Maybe I’ll travel to the best coast without your help.
You never let me grow like you said I was supposed to.
You never let me let go in time for both of our heads to wind up clear.
So I guess I will just sit alone and think about those kids we named
who will never see the light of day or see your pretty face.
But I guess it’s all the same.
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Trophy Shop Carbondale, Illinois
Midwest sad rock out of Carbondale, IL.
Trophy Shop was formed in the spring of 2015.
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