1. |
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all of your mistakes
orange-tinted bits
stuck on your face
breaking in
sticking up the place
all that you are
saw it on the TV screen
made a call
for broken bones
your predetermined destiny
you are found dead in L.A.
fits like a glove
faces filled with love
friends gather 'round
watch you kiss ground
do you have to
why did no one
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you and he tripped and stumbled
somewhere behind mount everest
we were running low on oxygen
it was so dark
and no one was going to hear anything
no one wanted to hear anything
talking with us on deck
but still frozen from the neck down
lights flash and we are going down
you say "there have been better days" and sink
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3. |
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very obvious
eyes are full
say our
mind is full
twelve hours
not no more
im weighed
i payed
like more
lost round
10 pounds
eyes filled
pills now
i sleep
i puke
im done
with you
i took
three more
i float
on floors
i swim
close door
you laugh
beds white
im white
its white
repeat
free time
its one
nice ride
very
yeah
he
knew
im
dead
with
out
you
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sick of hearing songs 'bout people loving people they hate
let's play some molchat doma cause i feel just like spinning plates
need some water but i'm dizzy guess ill just have to wait
my utopia's a record scratch i live everyday
i won't remember my whole life i think its better this way
no love for myself in the things i write or things that i say
cause im sick of hearing songs 'bout people loving people they hate
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5. |
untitled
01:30
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i can't see what im doing
but yet i feel that its all screwed
i ran out of words to say to you
say that i should see the outside
of my room, see it all 'cause
the tower of piza might fall
after today
you called and i ignored
please don't think im disgusted
i just haven't adjusted
i ran out of words to say to you
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6. |
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[instrumental]
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7. |
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ur buzzed and ur fun
told you i might run
polish off my nails
think im gonna fail
one red line on test
ur advice is the best
i'll see you again
won't need ur medicine
my eyes become a swamp
im acting nonchalant
no red lines in my breast
my advice is suppression
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talk to the doc cause you're burning inside
sharing is caring, im along for the ride
ice went straight to your head all right
rite-aid breathing, don't tweak, don't die
waste away, party every night
brains getting heavy cause i can't cry
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a speck of dust on the chain of a bike
on a desolate hillside
where cars drive without people
flowers underneath the sun
mark the 22nd mile
and everything is red with rust
and everything depends on if you trust me
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10. |
missing me
02:50
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all you see
you breath
you taste
your love
is gone
the smoke
im fond
pull through
come out
my blood
falls out
im gone
orange hell
migraines
im never
the same
you look
in shame
ill play
your game
i remember colors on the ice cream truck
i remember floral prints that you would wear
most things from my childhood all come up blank
i can barely just remember our first date
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11. |
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i might call you just to hear you say no
im skipping beats and im moving too slow
can't wait to see you again ethan
im swimming and counting time
please don't say no
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i can barely feel my face
define for me the human race
do i fit? what do the books say
poetry is for the weak. betray
promises you always make
not yet but soon its any day
im scared to see the sun today
i might be washed up by next may
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13. |
incorrigible man
02:35
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she was formally born,
only after notarizing
signatures,
denied once
because the use of red ink.
she enjoyed sports
but sprained her ankle
midseason
eighth grade
and fell behind.
she entered college
undeclared,
she left this world
unprepared:
hastily signed in blue
"from S.H.
-i love you
mom".
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14. |
incorrigible world
02:03
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[instrumental]
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