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of course i was there, that’s why i’m telling the story. it’s different from that. i guess it’s actually more about how i was there, engaging in the dialogue, but not actually retaining or trying to actively progress the conversation. i was there, and i enjoyed being there. i don’t know. it’s hard to put into words. i want to try to put it into words
what should i have said or changed? would it have mattered? if I had been present, would things be different, or was my absence the only thing shaping their response?
i sit with these thoughts for too long. rewinding, distorting, losing myself in the what-ifs. the more i look back, the less i recognize myself.
but it’s too late. or at least I feel like it is. the memory won’t change. the outcome is already written.
i am just a spectator.
Tracklist
| 1. | does that make sense | 0:42 |
| 2. | how many more signs do you want | 3:13 |
| 3. | 'till my legs give out | 2:02 |
| 4. | i'll give you what you want | 2:10 |
| 5. | how quiet i got | 1:18 |
| 6. | from the side | 2:09 |
| 7. | i still do | 2:22 |
| 8. | fine | 2:52 |
| 9. | burn through the silence | 1:19 |
| 10. | spectator (feat. Jouquin Fox) | 3:06 |
| 11. | another to the count (feat. HZ) | 2:29 |
| 12. | blisters on my hands | 2:01 |
| 13. | reset password | 1:56 |
| 14. | tight rope mentality | 2:32 |
| 15. | from the side (reprise) | 3:07 |
