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Alright Video (MV)




Performed By: Almost Always
Length: 4:53
Written by: Max Whittaker




Almost Always - Alright Lyrics




I'll remember the space in your clothes
Your skin stretched set
To tear over your bones
As weak as those might be
Such frail things still protruding
I'll remember that hook in your cheek
Your empty house
And the daily drowning
Of a character supporting
Such modern plotless nothing
Or those scrapes from
Her nails on your arms
Your flesh joined by a fear
Of the dark and your exit and returning
Such reluctant amputees

But you're alright, alright
You're alright, alright
You seem alright to me

So knock your head in the wall till it bleeds
Or serve spine bent, parallel the concrete
Or maintain that steady stream
Of poison of your choosing
Because till it's all ripped away
Bare walls and picture frames
Bones ground down in the street
Your blood run dry at the last heart beat
It won't be worth anything
Dust to dust like everything
And I hear my voice repeat
Alright, alright, seems alright to me

But there's all of the things that
You'll never know
All of the things that
You'll never know
And it's alright
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I'll remember the space in your clothes
Your skin stretched set
To tear over your bones
As weak as those might be
Such frail things still protruding
I'll remember that hook in your cheek
Your empty house
And the daily drowning
Of a character supporting
Such modern plotless nothing
Or those scrapes from
Her nails on your arms
Your flesh joined by a fear
Of the dark and your exit and returning
Such reluctant amputees

But you're alright, alright
You're alright, alright
You seem alright to me

So knock your head in the wall till it bleeds
Or serve spine bent, parallel the concrete
Or maintain that steady stream
Of poison of your choosing
Because till it's all ripped away
Bare walls and picture frames
Bones ground down in the street
Your blood run dry at the last heart beat
It won't be worth anything
Dust to dust like everything
And I hear my voice repeat
Alright, alright, seems alright to me

But there's all of the things that
You'll never know
All of the things that
You'll never know
And it's alright
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Writer: Max Whittaker
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