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Sisyphus

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Walked up the hill

Don′t look down, you'll be there soon

And I love you still

Everything feels better when surrounded by the space

I need to fill

And I know

Everything feels better when I go

I been so melodramatic with you on this climb

Can′t wait to feel shitty and tell you about it another time

All of the blisterin' mends in a callus

Even our bickerin' getting nostalgic

All of those little things meld into mountains in my mind, uh

August came by, saw you say "Bye", wanna stay by your side

What the f*ck do you say when you know

Life cannot be the same but you try and try?

If those footsteps remainеd after time went by, somеthing expirin′

I guess them butterflies in my stomach

Have been fuckin′ retirin', uh (yeah)

And I love you when I′m back on the climb

You're only with me in the back of my mind now

It′s a cycle, it's a path I can′t find, uh

Sisyphus grimace, it's the rock and roll, vulnerable

Maybe it's my fate and it′s all my fault

And I know

You got a mountain of your own (yeah)

Wish it wouldn′t feel so broken to me

Tried to take the edge off, but that only brought it closer to me, uh

And I just wanna live in a mo'fuckin′ log cabin

In a place where you never have to call back

Never have to log back in

I've been backlogged in black fog

I fall back in, dreamin′ of times it wasn't all madness

I just can′t mimic it, though

I been in Sisyphus mode, lookin' up the path of a tall mountain

And I keep getting stuck in these potholes

Maybe I should just let the rock roll

I've been so close to the peak, I know

But I′m tryna stay away from the drop, though

So I don′t

They only love me when I'm back on the climb (yeah)

You′re only with me in the back of my mind now

It's a cycle, it′s a path I can't find, uh

Sisyphus grimace, it′s the rock and roll, vulnerable

Maybe it's my fate and it's all my fault

And I know

You got a mountain of your own (yeah)

Watch your step

Lifting slow

Giving no

Imprint in the snow

And I love you to pieces

′Til that′s all we're left with (yeah)

It′s all we're left with

In the end (yeah)

And sometimes, I wanna disappear

Been a shitty-ass time and a shitty-ass year

But somehow, I′ma get me past here

Everything feels better when I go

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