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Dunce Cap
03:21
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Not a word from your notebook should mention drifting off to sea you're the victimless pale figurine listing off stale poetry life is so damn hard art sucks nobody is a writer my hands became bricks and my fingers are wires no one knows the feeling the local skeptics are it up and now they will digest it as I'm boiling in my blood and casually kicking the bucket no one knows how it feels to be strapped to this lonely planet I'll wear my dunce cap I'm so proud of it you can laugh at me
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Break the Budget
02:33
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What do you want I'll give you all I've got as long as it doesn't break the budget I'd lay this all to rest but there are people dying for diamonds somewhere right now or they would be wrapped gently round your neck resting on your chest well I'd like to think I'm not just screwing around banging my head on the ground and getting too high yes I strutted down these halls and kicked in glass windows I thought I was the only one but as I yelled and screamed at the top of my lungs I realized I am just American quite upset can you tell me is this disgust is like to think I'm not just screwing around banging my head on the ground and getting too high
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Wrinkles
03:44
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Don't want to have hurt anyone anymore when sleeping in separate rooms I can't feel exactly how you feel although I'm locked in the wrinkles just don't go away chill out its human nature to want to die but when the dust clears maybe I'll open my eyes when the dust clears maybe I'll come outside and see you again
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Disco Ball
02:08
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hell yes i took the battle test although my liver is still weeping from the constant deprivation of nutrition yes here i am with my bright yellow smile and it sure takes a while to simmer down when that disco ball in your head won't stop spinning around and oh well i guess i'd rather be dead it's not fun i sit down and i taste the sun and here i come baby here i come what will we do when the glaciers melt and finally need to use the phrase sink or swim in a literal sense will we all get a space craft when the earth is dead will i get a bunker when they drop bombs on my head well i guess i'd rather be face down in the dirt cold and dead i guess i'd rather be dead you know it's not fun i sit down and i taste the sun and baby here i come
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Couch Potato
02:45
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rogue wave bed slave lazy stains i know i am so lazy you could pick the meat right off my bones while im sleeping don't wanna think about it dont wanna dream about it i know i know i am so lazy you could pick the meat right off my bones while im sleeping i dont care ill just lay here im a waste im a waste you can say whatever about the lord cause the lord is i and i despise my life get on your bruised knees and pray for the day when you get out of work and finally feel okay i wont do a thing about that ill be reaping the benefits with my ass on the couch bowl in my hand ass on the couch
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Nu Genes
03:57
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with an ugly mug i'd rather stare at a wall i don't wanna be seen unless they fix the lighting and i didnt know all it takes are new genes o get all the kids to listen to me spewing out my spit well you got it tattooed and i dont understand why you couldnt spend a dollar on a choke collar band hell well maybe when youre older youll grab the place holder that keeps your thoughts from blowing off in the wind while youre sleeping in ive never really been an extraordinary man but ive never had the stack of green in my hand that could tell the common dude to suck my dick well i didnt wanna listen to reincarnated shit
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Shriek
04:56
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i dont want the extroverted genocide of good vibes i dont want the carelessly unraveling of minds you sound like the rolling stones blaring at three a.m. just trying to shut my eyes with a vacuum going off sucking up whatever it can i dont want to hear it i dont want to shake your mysogenic paws filthy animals harboring fangs and diseases it seems i am the only one who cares at all it seems i hate just about everything maybe i shouldve stayed home with the extroverted genocidal gymnastical jaws spitting out pure brilliance by your own standards i dont want to hear it
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Leeched
02:49
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Wooden Walls
03:47
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in these wooden walls i'm safe inside i can sleep for the rest of my life outside i am a lonely splinter and all i do is pierce skin and cause discomfort if i am so painful just let me go i will leave in these wooden walls
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Smother Me
03:39
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into into all of you i dont care im gonna let love smother me into into oh it's not the same i dont care i wont be the runaway into into a sea of giving head i dont care im gonna do it anyways everyday the same place the same face well im digging in into into i wont be the runaway i dont care im gonna let love smother me
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No More Paradise
05:12
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seems like its about time to lock up the barn no more paradise was it even any fun all the crickets are complaining because of the demonstration to all the friends i miss i hope youre all having fun seems like its about time to lock up the barn i guess i thought id be somewhere else by now but where that is i wasnt sure at all seems like its about time
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