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every thought i had
03:56
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keep your hands to yourself
i gotta think of my health and well being
but albeit for me
i gotta touch what i see to believe it
my fixture went dim
still too hot to handle it
every thought i had was a good idea
baby, i’m a thief
but you’ve got me waiting in line for something free
somewhere out of reach
cuz you’ve got a name and place for me to be
they’ve got a saying for this
but all i hear is a hiss as it happens
and if i seem half-aware
i’ll still be over prepared til it passes
my mind had been made
what was there to contemplate?
every thought i had was a good idea
my love, my love
is a war without sides
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church boy
03:14
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i'm a polite little church boy
in my turtle neck and my corduroys
bright red hair, burning in the sun
i only feel tall when all the adults are sitting down
drunk on caffeine
but the strangest thing, they keep whispering
i have yet to find a mitten that fits
but i'll be damned if i fail
i'd be at home on a sitcom
i could disappear til my show is on
a big dumb joke feeding on applause
i never felt high til i could feel you in my bones
a shot of self esteem
but the strangest thing, you kept whispering
i stole a factory fold said golden polo
bought a bottle of bronzer, could not be aloe
no shit, ill avoid the sun if i can help it
i dug a tunnel to god but i gave up half way
got a mouthful of worms but kept my stomach empty
no shit, i will curse and spit if i can help it
but the strangest thing, they kept whispering
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honey lungs
03:16
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the honey in her lungs that she said was for me
is bottled and branded
the label that she made that she said was for me
was designed for the masses
the depth of the taste is too salty to fade
oh, the market’s expanded
the honey in her lungs that she said was for me
is bottled and branded
i’ll fold and bend
and wait for this to unhappen
play dead and then
wait for this to unhappen
the color of her soul may be gold but it’s cheap
yeah, she’s everyone’s favorite
the language she speaks comes from old magazines
then she rips out the pages
what rolls off her tongue is incessantly dumb
but reception is changing
the color of her soul may be gold but it’s cheap
yeah, she’s everyone’s favorite
it doesn’t matter much who did it now does it?
a girl in high heels will always be above it
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busy am i
03:43
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i don’t need the ampersand
and what i don’t need you can have
i’ve never been shot, but i’ve been stabbed
at least a hundred times, busy am i
oh, the scenery i never see
only comes to me when i’m asleep
i’ve never been caught, but i’ve been passed
at least a hundred times, busy am i
i saw my likeness on a dollar bill
pennies more than how i really feel
i’ve never been shot, but i’ve been stabbed
at least a hundred times, busy am i
i’ve got the change in my pocket
i’ve got the proof that i bought it
the whole world is mine
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year of firsts
02:41
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my hands can't handle much
my fingers just aren't long enough
safe to say i'll lose my grip someday
my heart can hardly pump
my body constantly goes numb
but it's all the same, cuz i'll lose touch one day
can i redo my birth? relive a year of firsts?
take it easy, take it easy on me
most words don't worry me
your insults flow so casually
it's awful news for me to use one day
likewise i'd to know
how praise inflates an asshole's ego
compliments make confidence ok
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sadsack
03:11
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pacify me hands-free via whiskey
cuz i’m a doormat, a dirty rag
do you have to make it personal?
yeah, i think you made it personal
if you find me half-deep in a dry heave
well, i’m a sadsack, double bagged
and i think i’m inconsolable
yeah, i think i’m inconsolable
put me down or build me up
neither way will be enough
beat me down or beat me up
either way
crucify me, it won’t keep, it will escape me
i chose the option to never mind
do you have to make it personal?
yeah, i think you made it personal
put me down or build me up
neither way will be enough
give me hate or give me love
either way
if you see me first thing it would amaze me
cuz i’m a loser and always last
and i think i’m inconsolable
yeah, i think i’m inconsolable
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i am the trash
02:47
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my girlfriend feeds me
yeah, i am well fed
i can have dip with my chips
if i do what she says, she says
davey, what have you done today?
i am the trash, you see me as
keep throwing names, i'll never catch
it's always me, i did the math
i am the trash, you see me as
my girlfriend thinks
i've got rocks in my head
it's too bad, if i get mad
i can't count backwards from ten, she says
davey, what have you learned today?
this is how it is now, how it is
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dark side trophy wife
03:32
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i’ll put you behind me, put you behind me
dark side trophy wife
i’ll put you behind me, put you behind me
give it some purpose, give it some purpose
first time second try
give it some purpose, give it some purpose
if i define something wrong in my head
that’s how it stays
and if i find something wrong with my head
well, that’s how it stays
i’ll put you behind me, put you behind me
birds-eye patricide
i’ll put you behind me, always inside me
give it some purpose, give it some purpose
just like suicide
give it some purpose, and do it on purpose
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natalie portman
03:26
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i think i’ve fallen for a poor man’s natalie portman
i caught a cold, shooting shit, sitting there on her porch step
i snagged my jeans and fell, oh well
i think i’ve fallen for a poor man’s natalie portman
she said i’ve been around
but where were you, where were you?
she said i’ve been around
but where the hell were you?
i must have fallen down a hole wanting more of my good half
i broke a sweat, sleeping in, giving up when i should have
i felt a fever swell, oh well
i must have fallen down a hole wanting more of my good half
whether every pleasure’s empty
if it’s dirty, it won’t hurt me
whether every pleasure’s empty
if it’s filthy, it’s within me
(i think i missed my heads-up from above)
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virginia lee
03:05
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a sharp left turn in a cul-de-sac
i’ve got no control but i don’t feel trapped
virginia lee
when morning comes i’ll need to move
but just for now I’ll do what i choose
virginia lee
high fives for ex-wives
goodbyes and new lives
i’ll see you soon, virginia lee
signal me if yes or no
i walk along the darkest road
virginia lee
give me strength but don’t give me yours
to carry like i did before
virginia lee
love will catch all, just fall
later on, if at all
this is a lover’s last call
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