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Trying Not To Think About It
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alan Osmundson
Alan Osmundson
Trumpet
Wilbur Soot
Wilbur Soot
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
William Gold
William Gold
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
William Gold
William Gold
Producer

Lyrics

You said it's over now Not tomorrow, not the next day, not any day You said you'd figured out what can move me Darling, I figured that out too Make no time for Tylenol, Salbutamol Fuck my life, you cared when I was sick No one ever gave a shit You said you gave the world, I took it all You fought this war one-sided, asked me "What am I doing this for?" It should've been you Well, now it's you Never been the one for romance Never thought that I'd get married Never been the kind to give a shared life a second glance Selfish prose, a lifestyle of a stained-glass window Wonder what colours and shapes I'll throw I look to the horizon And all I ever saw was a background for my phone It should've been you The constant and the undiscovered you Well, now it's you What a perfect time for realization I'll wake up early I'll watch the sunrise I never liked the rain but sunshine Hasn't worked its charms of late Call my mother, tell her I love her You know I never had the guts to say "I'll dream of summer, I'll dream of you and me In that coyote, lying out in the shade" Just tell me one thing When your heart finds its place, just take a step back and smile When you're sat in a better place We could've kicked my ass together We could've slapped my face together We could've stitched my mind together If only I knew what to say We could've kicked my ass together We could've slapped my face together We could've stitched my mind together So this is how I lose you
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