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who we weren't (live)

by jordyn zaino

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1.
there's a civil war raging inside of me i've heard this before, it's all the same to me don't know what's in store, minus some casualties i know i wanted more, for myself to be over this civil war but i'd miss the civil war because it's comfortable, the words you never said the bullets shooting by my head it's comfortable, the words i always read the constant wishing i was dead maybe one day i'll have a little victory don't think i'm asking for much, just keep my sanity it's overwhelming but what do you want from me? i'm just a tired kid, finally figured out that i'm over this civil war but i'd miss the civil war because it's comfortable, the words you never said the bullets shooting by my head it's comfortable, the words i always read the constant wishing i was dead i'm over this i'm over this i'm over this i'm over this I'M OVER THIS I'M OVER THIS I'M OVER THIS I'M OVER THIS
2.
okay (live) 03:17
fighting to stay busy so my thoughts quit drifting away caught up in the motions of pretending everything is great i don't wanna sleep in my own bed tonight please don't try to tell me everything will be all right running away won't make everything okay running away didn't help you stay i don't know why these words don't write themselves anymore finding time to do the things we used to adore sleep outside under the stars at night and stare at the sky to feel all right until tomorrow's dread sets in all over again all over again all over again i don't know why these words don't write themselves anymore finding time to do the things we used to adore sleep outside under the stars at night and stare at the sky to feel all right until tomorrow's dread sets in
3.
i want my mind to stay sane tired of playing these games don't know where i am gonna go don't know things i'm supposed to know i hate to break it to ya, darlin' i just can't keep following the rules i've been trapped for too long where i don't belong and you covered your mouth and gasped, but that's the whole point i'm just too damn good at wearing this mask who said, "do this, and think that!" who said just follow the map? you think that life will happen through a dead book i'm not one of them you never took a closer look don't think you ever heard me calling all that's left for me is falling hate to break it to you, darling i just can't keep following the rules i've been trapped for too long where i don't belong and you covered your mouth and gasped, but that's the whole point i've been praying, i've been crying don't see anything knocking on my door i've been seeking, i've been screaming wondering if anybody hears me anymore don't think you ever heard me calling all that's left for me is falling hate to break it to you, darling i just can't keep following the rules i've been trapped for too long where i don't belong and you covered your mouth and gasped, but that's the whole point i'm just too damn good at wearing this mask
4.
24?! (live) 03:24
by 24 i thought i'd have at least some sort of fucking grasp on reality my thoughts keep slipping through my mind and weathered hands like fine sand at Folly Beach these extra bones and traumatized body compromised to gift me with resiliency i need joints rolled perfectly an orgasm (or three) affordable therapy in this godforsaken country escape to sleep in the trees somewhere on the Georgia AT numb like Chester describes i hope we rest in peace i don't give a fuck about more money i don't want to work my joints to dust for pennies plans change and re-arrange daily go deeper down the drain continually set your tired mind free scrolling through all these fucking feeds constantly searching for dopamine distracted by archived memories grieve the loss of you and me silently
5.
bleep out 'goddamn' on the radio "In God We Trust" is a fucking joke where lies separation of church and state? land of grand ignorance, home of blind rage every single human deserves equality a place to sleep, food to eat, clean water to drink is it really that radical?
6.
i would love to thrift some clothes that fit me due to my weight fluctuating lately chronic pain from strange offenders, sadness deepens mid-September dry, cracked skin breaks out with any helpful lotion chapped lips no matter how many times i coat them i tried to put some thoughts to paper maybe later i won't come up short poorly pretending the creativity inside of me has not come to an end pull me out of my drowning sea of the mindset that everything is temporary i'm trying to appreciate what's in front of me dry, cracked skin breaks out with any helpful lotion chapped lips no matter how many times i coat them i tried to put some thoughts to paper maybe later i won't come up short poorly pretending the creativity inside of me has not come to an end
7.
i am my own ghost haunting memories of what i loved most i gave the wrong people the right pieces of me oh, what we could be! if we stopped carrying remains of who we were and thoughts of who we weren't i've weathered many storms and washed myself ashore re-writing headlines and re-defining 'cause where i'm going is not where i've been oh, what we could be! if we stopped carrying remains of who we were and shadows of who we weren't oh, there's nothing romantic about drowning yourself so pick up your pieces and lay them on the shelf not forgotten but you're no longer a slave to how they made you feel about what you gave oh, what we could be! if we stopped carrying remains of who we were and disappointments of who we weren't who we weren't

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the silver dress represents a shiny, perfect version of myself that i tried hard to attain but could never quite accomplish. 'who we weren't' is about choosing to move forward toward healing despite the disappointment and regret and pain endured

written 2017-2022

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released July 15, 2022

written/performed by: jordyn zaino
recorded/edited/produced by: sydney little

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