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9-5
01:30
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only open 9-5
i'm feeling quite alive
2 hot cans
1 string of lights
i am gonna scream again
roses crushed under a trash can
spilled beer, slippery hands
sticky mess, split chest
hope they told you not to move
hope that you listen, dude
only open 9-5
i'm feeling quite alive
2 hot cans
1 string of lights
cold nights
cold nights
warm car this
cold night
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writing on things helps my brain
when i am tired
writing on things helps my brain
when i get a little wired
maybe i am just a
highly visual thinker
thats at least what academia said
maybe i just can't see any clearer
with my bottle pop glasses
a ha oh a ha oh
i slept on my hands
a ha oh a ha oh
pins and needles again
the car dies in the rain
my stomach acid's alive and raging
pushing plastic is so hard
feel the bumper of this buckled car
we are stuck in the mud
we're dead
out late
and way too drunk
slept on my hands again
pins and the needles
woke up in bed
under all the pillows
writing on things helps my brain
when i am drunk again
writing on things helps my brain
when i am tired
what happens when you touch a rose?
does blood flow from your heart?
what happens when you touch a rose?
does blood flow down to your toes?
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3. |
vanilla whiskey
02:44
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i have nothing to give
i have nothing to gain
i have nothing to love, but you
my soul darling
this world is a mess
this world is a lot
what do i have left
but a life passed and gone
remember the good times we had
the light whiskey sky and the
passing of time
caught in the winter's first snow
well, where did the hours go
where did they go
or more
where did i go
i have nothing to give, my love
nothing to gain
i have nothing to love, but you
my sweet darling
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4. |
kiss kiss
01:48
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shut up
come here
lay down
feel near
drink up
smoke in
eat up
begin
oh………laugh sad
oh……….shame feel
cry now
my dear
cry now
my dear
tuck in
sleep well
a morning
swell
kiss kiss
goodbye
farewell
high five
oh……….goodbye
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5. |
droves of doves
00:50
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cotton candy sticky mouth
pink face lady get out
necklace
pearl ring
game on
begin
i hear my mom
talk to my dad
on the phone
in spite of it i listen in
solid concrete
drinks, dreams, despair, and droves of doves
drinks, dreams, despair, and droves of doves
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when did everybody get so
mean and callus?
i walked to work today and i
got a nose bleed
nobody stopped to ask me if
i was okay
nobody stopped me at all
where did i leave my bike
somebody help me
where did i leave my bike
my legs are sore
walking to the grocery store
i see a woman
she is dressed in
all the shades red
she waves across the hot hot hot
pavement
i smile
back
blankly
my pocket
only has 2.50
i can't buy cigarettes
only 1
only 1
cigarettes or wine
only 1
only 1
on the way home
i got a nose bleed
no one asked asked if i was okay
when did everyone get so mean and callus?
when did i stopping learning
what things mean
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7. |
how are things?
02:24
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you are a peach
you are a dear
it's 12 am
and something's clear
all i can do is think and see
don't want to
end up
on my head
i'll be
the wrong way
in the center aisle
left there
for dead
all the while
in the background
in the haze
elevator music plays
i am not the peach i once was
i have become glum and unloved
i am not the peach i once was
i have become glum and unloved
how are things? x 8
all i can do is think and see
don't want to
end up
on my head
i'll be
how are things? x 8
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8. |
friendly bully
01:48
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i don't wanna be a lawyer
i don't wanna be a pizza boy
i just wanna get higher
on your roof tonight
could you hold my wine, cause
i just wanna dance to the
only record that i have in time
dad duh da da
do book she whap oh
gin flea swap x 2
i'm a friendly bully
don't believe me
i'm a friendly bully
don't scream
dad duh da da
do book she whap oh
gin flea swap x 2
that's not for human consumtion
now i've got gumption
we only get older
we only lose track of time
just wanna hold you
wanna fuck up big time
dad duh da da
do book she whap oh
gin flea swap x 2
i don't wanna be jesus
i don't wanna be a dead head
i just wanna get used to this
existential dread
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a soft pat on the back
02:34
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can you feel the tension
between two springs
do you know the long distance call ring
do you have a quarter to talk to me
do you know how to defend your plea
no more violence
in the street
division never left me free
no more insults
shouted back
don't give yourself a pat on the back
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10. |
drank all the water
03:12
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headache dove
fly away at 6 below
matchbox 20
and a slow drive down the road
what do you think of the sun?
i drank all the water
i'm so sorry that it's gone
keep me close
go far
*oh you know that*
i am gross-
-ly underpar
headed now
out to the open field
hands up
in the clouds
unreal
fell into waves, too loud
too loud x 16
i drank all the water
i'm so sorry that it's gone
let's start over
let me move my 2nd pawn
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i'm on a plane
flying high across the ocean air
the precipitation on my face
sticking to my hair
my neck is sore
my back is aching
the headaches bore
deep into the earth its
shaken me up
shaken me up
shaken me up
shaken me up
in the nighttime
i see your glass on a ledge
illuminated
with florescent pinks and the deepest navy reds
we had a connection in that room
plants above us
living zoom
we shared a glass or two
we shared a glass or three or two
we shared a glass or two
we shared a glass or three or two
we shared a glass or two
we shared a glass or three or two
we shared a glass or two
we shared a glass or three or two
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12. |
thick pants thick skin
03:14
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i feel a little older
this winter a little colder
warm hands
soft feet
thick pants
thick skin
wonder if i'll ever
make a better version ever
of myself
of myself
oh oh
no way
oh oh
no way
oh oh
no way
oh oh
no way
eyes glassed over
rings pass over wine
new york
new me
new pain
new glee
we sit still
happy fleeing
stomach ache, new drinks
new pains, come with
new aches, snowy days
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