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Will Orchard - Alone Lyrics



Will Orchard - Alone Lyrics




At four o'clock, alone in the house
I highlight all the ugliness in the air
The way you sat there staring, like I was some kind of freak I am just trying to breathe
At four o'clock, alone in the house
Highlight all the ugliness in my body
The way you stood up quickly, saying try not to explode You will feel better when I am gone
For the last two years, I've felt like I'm in a dream Like my eyes zoomed out a couple of inches And it seems like something so very real
Or not even real
At all
Driving through perfect little towns
On the edge of new hampshire, I start to speed
The moon just sat there unmoving above me
And the headlights in the jeep trailing behind, uneasily
They begin to look like monsters
From out of my head, personified
Into clowns, teeth bloodied and smiling I'll hit 80, 100, 120, and start to cry
When her voice on the radio Materializes into a ghost
In the passenger seat, trying to speak But nothing comes out
Of her gaping mouth
No, nothing comes out
At all
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At four o'clock, alone in the house
I highlight all the ugliness in the air
The way you sat there staring, like I was some kind of freak I am just trying to breathe
At four o'clock, alone in the house
Highlight all the ugliness in my body
The way you stood up quickly, saying try not to explode You will feel better when I am gone
For the last two years, I've felt like I'm in a dream Like my eyes zoomed out a couple of inches And it seems like something so very real
Or not even real
At all
Driving through perfect little towns
On the edge of new hampshire, I start to speed
The moon just sat there unmoving above me
And the headlights in the jeep trailing behind, uneasily
They begin to look like monsters
From out of my head, personified
Into clowns, teeth bloodied and smiling I'll hit 80, 100, 120, and start to cry
When her voice on the radio Materializes into a ghost
In the passenger seat, trying to speak But nothing comes out
Of her gaping mouth
No, nothing comes out
At all
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Writer: Will Orchard
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Performed By: Will Orchard
Language: English
Length: 3:28
Written by: Will Orchard
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