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2004
04:10
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i only do things that are bad for me
i only do things that are gone and blow away
i only do things that are bad for me
and i only listen up when it’s time to go
home, home
and i only wanna know that you're good for me
and i only wanna know that you're gone and blow away
i only do things that are bad for me
and i only listen up when it's time to go
home, home
‘cause i reach out to the one i love, love, love
‘cause i've been thinking of all these songs we used to love
and i sing them out to her every single day
i've been dreaming of all these places we loved
but there so far away that i cannot see you
i boxed up my youth, paper planes
and i want you to know that on judgment day
all i'll wanna say is honey
i only listen up when it's time to go home
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Baby Blues
03:45
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i got a mandolin under my bed. I got a a pre-calc course buried in my head
i got a number 2 pencil and it's full of lead, waitin on the words that I thought but I never said
i got these tangled up veins that could bleed red but the oxygen in my room is all blue baby dead
motivation is vindication that's what they said get out of bed and try the world instead.
but what I have right now is a cigarette in my fingertips and I have all the power to pull it up in between my lips i send the synapses to process it into something quick and that's all I need in this minute
i don't wanna face it i don't wanna fight this song that's stuck in my head - sing it till I die
i don't need a reason underneath the sheets pillow hold my head up as I'm dreamin’ the baby blues
good morning sunset. I like your hazy glow. It's easy on my soggy head and my squinty eyes
so it's oatmeal at dusk; liquor at dawn, as I step out of the door into the empty streets, the big city sleeps.
It's just me and my headphones, my brain is feeding off of the darkness - a big black hole that I fall into come out digital.
Eyes on the widescreen, my body turning to tiny pixels - nazis and zombies and sex and violence and baby blues
hey, I'm a clusterfuck. I'm riding uppers on my luck. trying to get my mood down to a chemistry -
thoughts something that I can see. I think I'm crackin up
hey, I'm a sick machine i'm blowin through my batteries
I'm chuggin down on gasoline - 1's and 0's all I see i think I'm breakin down
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On Our Honors
03:59
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we fall back on all our honors
and boy you've got what’s coming to you
honors or not
when you're gone, you're gone
and when you're gone you go away
and you can't change that
today
i was armed to the teeth
you were gone out of reach
but i made a wish, i blew it up
these white and blue excuses rule me
here we are in our minds can we make it out
through the wild and the trees i gotta make it sound
this is one thing that i can't fight i'm alone tonight
here we are in our minds and we're breaking out
through the wild and the trees i gotta make it sound
this is one thing that i can't fight get it get it get it tonight
when enough's enough you know
you gotta go alone
please don't wait
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Mansions
05:08
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with a sense of urgency i rush out to your house
and i bow down and I’m on my knees
and i ask you to forgive me for what i had done
cause i was lost then
but who's to say that i'm not lost right now
and the perfect people that you see
in the mansions you work in
you want their shit but you don't want to put the time into it
cause i was lost then
but who's to say that i'm not lost right now
my head hurts now
and my head feels warm
my head hurts now
but i can't feel it anymore
with a sense of honesty i rush up
to your room and i want you
and I’m on my knees
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5. |
Little Bitch
03:48
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first thing when I wake up in the afternoon I love to sing johnny cash while my voice is real low
‘cause as the day goes on I lose it - just like all the little things I was going to work on
i'm a little bitch when you pour me whiskey
i'ma throw a fit when you put me in the sunlight
I'm a little baby about sleepin in my own bed
but now I'm getting old and I'm trying to work it all out
i know I've got cheap wine on my breath tonight, but I still mean every word I'm saying to you
it just makes it a little easier to get those words past the part in my throat where they usually get…
swallowed on back down and twisted up - buried for too long till I throw 'em back up...
into something I don't mean at all or a song nobody hears. But now I'm getting old and I'm trying to talk it all out.
i'm a little bitch when you tell me you love me
i'ma fall apart when you put me in the spotlight
i'm a little baby about sleepin in my own bed
but now I'm getting old and I'm trying to work it all out.
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