1. |
Oh God
00:48
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Oh God I'll never be good enough
I'll never be like Dan or Jeff or Kalnoky
Or singing songs about oppression and anarchy
All I do is just complain about my mundane life
With dose of creepy songs 'bout girls not giving me delight
So why try?
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2. |
Apartment 312
02:59
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Stuck in an apartment, she's lonely inside
Daydreams of old days, it's a matter of time
Til she blows again, til she blows again
'Cos Andrew's a douchebag- an immaculate schmuck
Goddamn annoying and abusive as fuck
He'll set her off again, he'll set her off again
Lexi's crying her eyes out again
What's been happening in apartment 312?
Teenage drama, dead young love has got poor Lexi overwhelmed
Can you hear the neighbors banging on the door?
Broken glass and dreams lay on the floor
With every day it seems there's yet another scene
She's weathering the tempest, try to keep herself clean
She's walking off again, she's walking off again
Andrew's abandoned Alexis again
But she's taking the power, with diary and pen
"Such a disgusting man, such a disgusting man!"
Lexi dries her eyes out again
Lexi's packed her bags, she's flying out to Maine
Leave that baggage on the curb before you climb up on that plane
Turn your back on broken legacies behind
Make that future for yourself, yeah, just climb climb climb
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3. |
'99 Integra
02:29
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You were my quick white stallion
Gift to 21 year old me
Instead of walking home again
Instead of bumming rides from friends
I settle into your suede seat
Running 'round town for something to eat
You were a gift from grandma back when she passed away
A reminder of gratefulness, yeah, every single day
Stay up late at night, sheltered from the cold
Wonder what happens when you get old
Instead of walking home again
Instead of bumming rides from friends
I settle into your suede seat
I'm humbled for myself
I'm thankful for your help
You were a gift from grandma back when she passed away
A reminder of gratefulness, yeah, every single day
Stay up late at night, sheltered from the cold
I'm thankful for your help
Because you can't predict your health
I'm humbled for myself
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4. |
Just Yesterday
02:28
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Just yesterday another shooting happened again
Just yesterday another shooting happened again
It's an epidemic of something so systemic
Apple pie America's own dark aesthetic
You can climb your way up towards the light
And get kicked back down if your skin ain't white
Just yesterday another shooting happened again
Just yesterday another shooting happened again
We fetishize skin color and the slants in our eyes
But the whole damn thing is hatred in disguise
We rise up as a group with pride
Never ever going to be let inside
Just yesterday another shooting happened again
Just yesterday another shooting happened again
It's an epidemic of something so systemic
Apple pie America's own dark aesthetic
You can climb your way up towards the light
And get kicked back down if your skin ain't white
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5. |
RocketRocketRocketship
03:47
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Exhausted all the things I've loved and tortured myself. Can I just be happy? When everybody jumps on everything I said and everybody's telling me that we're best friends, I'd rather be dead or dying.
So someone cut me a check cashed for all that I'm worth, divide it by what I've spent and calculate my new worth. I never got nothing for anything. I feel I've done everything for nothing.
And maybe we can fly away from here.
Surf of the debris of a broken scene
in our sub-suburban wasteland.
Pack up everything and get out of here.
Everything I fought for is dead to me
in our sub-suburban wasteland.
You were wrong. I'll buy the farm tonight. I'd like to spend time where no one can see me. I'm pissing down the cracks of a broken dream: UNITED WE CAN MAKE OUR OWN DESTINY! Come on, nobody's with me.
Just send me off with a check cashed for all that I'm worth, and I'll say I'll feel better but I'll really feel worse. I never feel like feeling anything. I only feel everything for nothing.
We're breaking down while breaking in.
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Nate Funk San Bernardino, California
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