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Description: Merch + Music: smarturl.it/SpanishLoveSongs iTunes: lnk.to/SLS_Music/applemusic Spotify: lnk.to/SLS_Music/spotify Follow Spanish Love Songs Website: spanishlovesongs.com Instagram: instagram.com/spanishlovesongs Facebook: facebook.com/SpanishLoveSongs Twitter: twitter.com/SpanishLuvSongs TikTok: tiktok.com/@spanishlovesongs "Brave Faces, Everyone" lyrics Broken nose. Another textured ceiling. I know where I am. I’ll pretend like I’m lost. Sometimes I want to vanish completely, Call in sick from life. I woke up and didn’t feel better. Don’t know why I’d act surprised. At least each year is getting shorter. And the ocean’s on the rise. I’m terrified there’s no more waiting. I’m running out of what comes next. Running through jobs I’m gonna hate. Living paycheck to paycheck. Like my parents. And their parents. And their parents before them. I should be happy with my personal effects. But I’ve got my encore. I’m back living on their floor. I feel like burning down my life again. Watch the fire spread over my skin. Until I’m nothing left but skeleton. I saw a sign in Hannover That said “the future is in motion.” But the motion has me sick. It’s okay I’m sick of standing. Still paying off a good idea From when I was 23. A life spent living off loans. But I still don’t know what I love. I’m over-leveraged. My credit’s gone weak. And the city turned off the power, So you know it’s dark most of the week. But if I burn this place down, We’d have some heat. At least I’m seeing things more positively, Because I swear to god, I’m an optimist. I feel like burning down my life again. Watch the fire spread over my skin. Until I’m nothing left but skeleton. A pile of dust that free just floating in the wind. Brave faces everyone. I’m always looking up, And you’re jumping. But this world has no empathy. We’ll never have our own place. And if nothing’s getting better. It’s as bad as it seems. Why can’t we say fuck it? We know it’s not what we need. I’m sick of yelling at strangers. Don’t want to do this forever. When it all burns down, Will you carry me over?