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Gums
05:19
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you're there in your underwear, vulnerable fighter, fresh from the shower
i'm here defiant in my glare, insecure accuser, get high for the next hour
he's bad, he crawls into my nostrils, wraps himself in foil and he's getting nowhere
he says 'i'm not an abuser, i'm just an amuse-er' and i don't buy that shit, i quit
i'm not trying to create such huge gaps between us. sometimes they just grow. tectonic plates have no say in what happens, they don't know. all i feel is all i've ever been, and i have never been prepared for a natural disaster. i just hope i die sometimes; i hold my breath and face my wrongs, living up to my downfalls.
you said that all had been forgiven. you say you're still smitten even though i bit you right where you don't protect yourself - right in the feelings. i promise i'm still reeling.
i could try to say i'm sorry in a million different ways and still feel just as guilty. when my nose bleeds i'm dreadfully reminded of his knife body. all i feel is all i've ever been and i have never been prepared for a natural disaster. i just hope i die sometimes! hold my breath and face my wrongs, living up to my downfalls
two stab wounds: one that he gave me, and one that i gave you
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Aren'tist
02:32
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she's got a bug in her hand and i know she's got a man, i still think about her sometimes. like something i've got to get around to that i keep putting off. but i know that when i get it done it'll feel good.
she's got soda in her gin and a cute little chin, no, there's nothing between us. I know 'we' could never happen. we'll just keep saying "hey, how'd you like to hang out sometime?" how'd you like to hang out some time?
i'm sure i could find the spare time. yeah, sure, just let me know the best time. I only think about you sometimes. I just wonder if you're doing fine.
she's got clay on her pants, ideas for houseplants. she's all empathy, no apathy. she knows all of the songs on the jukebox at the dive bar, why does she feel so alone? And how'd you like to hang out some time?
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Pool Party
03:39
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i wanna climb your cheeks like ladders to the top of your head but you just get madder when I try to help you or save you I'm stupid I always say the wrong thing I'm not too good at climbing
Up into your brain where there's a pool party your thoughts take off their shirts and jump right in the temperature is something brutal but I wouldn't know because you never show me you
Let me in your brain I wanna kiss your head. Let me in your brain I wanna take your thoughts to bed. Wanna climb the ladders up your cheeks you're crying rain like the weather this week. Let me in your brain. I wanna see your brain.
Rungs are slippery almost tripped on a question as I passed your eyebrow. How ya doin almost stopped to kiss your earlobe when I started climbing
up into your brain where you mull over the facts and the fiction too hey I know you like to read and I like to read you too I would do it even if you were the bible Man I fucking HATE the bible
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L.M.O.T.G.
03:21
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i wanna put my heart inside an envelope and send it home cause i'm not happy here. i check the mail i always have a couple stamps in case my friends ever decide to write me back. the UPS man he has very hairy legs i see them april thru november. whatta guy :) remember when he brought a package to our door, tears in his eyes? he said his wife had died.
i think i'm ugly face to face but in my letters i look good cause you can see my voice. i sent a kiss, i hope it gets there fine, i had to send it from the post office. when you reply pls send a net! i have some butterflies to catch, big as pterodactyls. and if u don't reply i'll take it as a sign, i must hypothesize that you've died.
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Steptoe Edwall
04:50
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i could die happy right here i wont fight for my life
everyone's going outside to see who can fly
and i love to fly. concrete and chlorophyll fill every inch of my mind
i'm always leaving this place, i'm always feeling this place
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Two Birds Stoned
04:22
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you said the reason things never worked out was cause i was "your type but a little too crazy for you" well i see right through you; don't talk about me if you won't talk to me, that's not cool. guys like you just love to see us fall, ruin it all. i never wronged you, i'd just sit in your room smoking weed, twelve rolling rocks and a season of trailer park boys. how was i supposed to know that you'd make me feel unimportant? fucking garbage? like an object? sometimes i still blame myself for what you did; i think it's my fault
i think it's my fault
how far could i fall?
i've been climbing up and now i'm tall
i'm not scared of you
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