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Calamityland

by Moving Boxes

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Moving Boxes 03:52
Your face is a mosaic Made from the pieces you picked up Beauty made from pain And glued by moving on My face is a mosaic Made from the pieces I picked up But everything’s a little hasty, My smile’s a little off And so I’ll pack three years of our life in moving boxes To leave in my attic until the future me knocks And whether I smile for the time that we spent Or break down at the sight is a question for then Sometimes I still hear you sing Along hearing one of our songs It never sounds the same As when you sang with me And so I’ll pack three years of our life in moving boxes To leave in my attic until the future me knocks And whether I smile for the time that we spent Or break down at the sight is a question for then And so I’ll pack three years of our life in moving boxes To leave in my attic until the future me knocks And whether I smile for the time that we spent Or break down at the sight is a question for then
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Say that you're tired Of me Help me to forget The memory of how to breathe I, I want to take it back Say you were over me I still hear your shaky breath I won’t regret all the times I still remember that dime that you spent on me Oh honey you spent your worth Painted on your marble stone A beautifully placed crack I wanna see you dragged all on your two color kickbacks Oh no Oh no! I don't want you I don't want you I don't want you anymore I don't want you I don't want you I don't want you Fuck you I’m done!
3.
See me here and I’m all out of tune You want me back Before I see the things that you do How long? How long 'til I figure it out? Sit by and I’m watching your door you said You wouldn't open it for anyone else But how long 'til I figure it out? Say you’ll never let me go I’m writing this alone Rub your thumb across my cheek when you’re home I see your eyes They grow, and I wanna know do you get tired Of the way that I feel?
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What the hell happened to Out of sight, out of mind I never left the room But your eyes are good as blind Keep you at arms length Don’t get too close I want so badly the strength To let you know Before you go I’m sick to death of fading as a longing And I wish that were true I’m bleeding through with no sense of belonging Could use a hand or two Yeah sure I’ll see you when you come Oh and I’m sure You’ll be busy by the sound of The way you hesitate when you say you’ll be back some day Okay Seriously? Keep you at arms length Don’t get too close I want so badly the strength To let you know Before you go I’m sick to death of fading as a longing And I wish that were true I’m bleeding through with no sense of belonging Could use a hand or two I’m sick to death And I wish that were true
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I see you walk in Surveying so familiar Air of arrogance Show your disinterest (he’s different!) Flowers bend to you like daffodils you crush between your- Or so you think You make them complete But I still see every detail of the scene But you were a victim of my silent begging No amount of pain could make me say I wanted that Don’t assume just cause I smiled towards your face that I was just another play for you to get Oh I can play pretend I’m sure you’re used to that by now Just know when I strap you down When I pull my knife it’s not for something you might think up on your couch Reflected in your register You pick your prize before you know their name You don’t know my name I think of yours I think of yours Crawling down my spine Rip it out so I don’t have to see your leering eyes No amount of pain could make me say I wanted that Don’t assume just cause I smiled towards your face that I was just another play for you to get Oh I can play pretend I’m sure you’re used to that by now Just know when I strap you down When I pull my knife it’s not for something you might think up on your couch Forgetful you peel me off as a husk I’m left With memories I don’t want Shackles on my feet
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Time spent Laying passed out in your car He listens to the silent sounds of his screaming thoughts when Slight shift Makes me brush against your- He sheds his vans to feel the risk as he nudges the line Eyes deep Crashing waves into mine Where is his grip? Façade starting to slip (Slip) into my head Where I wrench you out again It was pretend Until you burned into the back of my eyelids Carry me to the edge Drag me down to stare into my depths Follow my daring consciousness To see where we collide But please avoid the fall Late nights Holding cards to my chest He shakes to see the familiar lines in her eyes Carry me to the edge Drag me down to stare into my depths Follow my daring consciousness To see where we collide She wants to erase the lines Penciled in withered sighs Brought to my end Still holding on It’s crashing down Please, we’re getting too loud Follow my daring consciousness To see where we collide

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released August 19, 2022

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Sophie Biancofiore - Lead vocals, bass
JT Sutek - Guitar, backup vocals
Noah Santos - Drums

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Sophie Biancofiore - Composition, album artwork
JT Sutek - Composition, mixing, mastering, album artwork

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Moving Boxes Raleigh, North Carolina

Midwesty pop-punky 5th wave emo whatevercore with moshy breakdowns from NC. FFO Pool Kids, Origami Angel, Sweet Pill.

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