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Clownsuit
02:37
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How many times can you try to steal an election?
Undermine the moral standards of a nation?
Pander to hatred in a bright orange clownsuit
Idiocracy rooted in your senseless brutes
A cross is burning as Make America Great Again gets chanted
By mob of angry neckbeards in camo gear and polo shirts
The jester clown sits center ring conducting all the violence as
The circus cronies feed bean bags, beaming them towards the audience
The elephants chuck peanut shells for hundred million dollar tickets
Penniless the children starve the old just die the workers waste
The spectacle of everything makes everything so sickening
Pestilence is everywhere, the earth is burning now
Oh what terrifying sight to see, people dying in the streets
Hungry children make ends meet
Where is our great leader in chief, fuckin' dirty lyin' cheat
Selling us to the elites
I've never been afraid to step outside my own front door
I've never been so afraid to live in my own skin
When everyone is fighting over necessary politics
The ones we try to rage against are walking out with massive stacks
Where I go, where I've been, where the fuck do I begin
They're profiteering off our fighting, division keeps us from surviving
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Wake up in the morning to find that it is 4pm
Lost another day, it's time to cancel all my plans
What is natural light? I guess I'll just stay in bed
Put another face when I'm dealing with the others
When I just really wanna hide back under covers
Fuck, it's catching up, this existential dread
Try and try and try to heal the sting
When life makes it hurt to do anything
Hard to function when you're running on empty inside
Today I'm gonna finally try to do that thing
Try and try and try to finish everything
It's 5 o'clock and it's already dark outside
It's the spirit of the season...
Try to do my job when I don't feel like existing
Don't even wanna sing or strum on my six string
Nothing even matters but I'm doing everything I can
I'm a sad sack of shit slowly striding on
Listening to these sad boy pop punk songs
Surviving every minute makes it oh so fucking hard to plan
Wake up in the morning to find that it is 4pm
Lost another day, it's time to cancel all my plans
Search for serotonin in just a few milligrams 'cause
A sad motherfucker is perpetually who I am
Try to do my job when I don't feel like existing
Fixate on the ups when my mind is resisting
Quit telling me to chill, your feeble mind thinks you're assisting
Trust, I'm trying to live my life but I can't even fucking breathe
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Michelle
03:04
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Michelle, I know you haven't gone to sleep at all
Working graveyard in that little fast food stall
A little breaktime barely brings you any redress
My dear I know you must be stressed, oh yes, Michelle
Michelle, you know I hope you think of coming west
To get out of the cold New England mess
Thanks for bailing me out mid-month, I'm blessed
You and I have something going, Michelle, oh yes
Each full swig I take out of your flask
Makes me wish that we could last
Like that holiday card sitting on my desk
Withering each day that comes to rest
Look at us two tortured souls
Never gonna sleep at home
All I'm wishing is you're well
My dear Michelle
Michelle, I know that you divorced that drugged up douche
Carolina coast has you feeling no use
I'm just a little bit flustered, I admit
Green eyed monster chewed me out so I guess I'll split
Each full swig I take out of your flask
Makes me think about our past
Like that holiday card sitting on my desk
Withering each day that comes to rest
Look at us two tortured souls
Always gonna sleep alone
All I'm wishing is you're well
My dear Michelle
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4. |
Love Love Show
03:57
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Onesan
Anata ga hoshii yo kotchi muite
Sa odorou yo kokoro wa byouki gachisa
Kono sakai toki ni wa suteki sa (tama ni wa ne)
Umarete kita akashi wo gokigen you
Ai to wa anata no tame da toka itara
Utaga wareru kedo ganbatchau mon ne
Bokura wa tenshi de akuma sa dochira wa ai no keshin da yo
Kyou mo ahita mo ogenki de
Love love show
Sa oide yo shiranai asobi wo shiyou
Ne norina yo watashi wa anata no uma
Sono takaramono atama ni nosete yo (atama ni nose)
Doko made mo hashiru yo gochisou sama
Ai to waa jibun no tame da toka itara
Iyagarareru kedo sore mo arun dayo ne
Dekinai yakusoku wa dekinai
Dare no sashizu mo ukemasen
Okarada ni wa ki wo tsukete
Love love show
Ame ga tsuzuite kaminari nate
Yama ga hi wo fuki umi ga aretemo
Anata no tame ni uta wo utaou
Konya wa totemo kirei dayo
Ai ni wa katachi ga naiyo toka iu kedo
Furerarena kereba samishii mon dayo ne
Chiranai hana wa nai keredomo
Hana wa sakitsuzukeru darou
Sore ja sayonara
Ogenki de
Love love show
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Nate Funk San Bernardino, California
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