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Baby Shea
01:37
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Sleep pains in my skin
Water weight in my fin
Preaching to my bed
Follow me to my
Seeds into my skin
Ride along by my fin
Feel more through my friends
Follow him to my
You drag it all home and sleep inside, where the space is hollow
Drive along and follow him to my
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Eat More
04:15
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Feel your fists mud when you grind them to sand
Travel around just to beg you for sin
Wish you had more time to give in to signs
Play with the thoughts you infested in mine
You’re restless inside
Insist I don’t try
I’ll fish for more time
Rush in too hard just to push you away
Fall back apart when you’re honest to start
Push me away but you want me to say all that you want
Grind your gravel to sand
Wishing demands
Kissing to feel my garbage is real
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Land of Steve-O
02:50
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Travel through your land
Bend to fall back down
Fall with me; ensure the end
Washing out the paint that you swallowed down
Fishy sounds that came to be free
Downtown Newtown makes me lazy
Oh my new guy, don’t feel crazy when you walk around your town
Just call your friend Steve-O
Jog it through your head til it’s watered down
Follow me and you’ll see
Call you on the phone when you’re left alone
Bargain me, and you’ll feel free
Downtown Newtown makes me lazy
Oh my new guy, don’t feel crazy when you walk around your town
Just call your friend Steve-O and he’ll take you to his home to drink his wine he made through time
We’ll talk about the way we try to spend our days
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The Wishing Well
01:58
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Lit another cigarette
I had a lot to write on down while you built yourself a bigger set and acted like a bigger clown
You try on a decent voice then entangle a shaky choice
When you walk by a distant home, you talk a way that sounds like an ordinary day
I wish the well was running dry so I could climb down to your place and cry about the people on the grass who chased away my people’s light, while you complain about the other people leaving out a way for you to understand my side, and I will try, but the systems made to fry!
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Strokes
02:11
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You make disaster while you sail on black waters
Go off and save the mess you made on black waters
It wasn’t safe to be honest
Grow and shave all the offset
And you warn to save time
Before you wait; why?
But you nod to save time and belong to safe tries
You waste your mind to settle down black waters
You face the side of better times in black waters
Weather changes your mind
Bet you’d call me inside
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Cheer Up, Chihiro!
04:30
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Hop down out your Audi and explore the land
Oh, but you won’t rest to go down on the afternoon
Daddy’s got your credit cards so you’ll eat like kings
No one seems to be around now; maybe pigs they’ll be?
“But maybe not?
Not after they find me”
Maybe then they’ll see that you know how to charm
Work your way through their land
Only then you’ll be smart enough to try to save them, or you shouldn’t see
Don’t take gold from strangers cause in the end you’ll see, it will melt right through your fingers and you’ll never be
“But maybe not?
Not after they try me”
Cause after that they’ll see that you might save all three
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7. |
Moron pt. 2
02:15
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Peel moron; make it snappy!
When they watch you play, please look happy
Feel your arms taking shape now
All the while you made, you take half now
“Dawn on risky mates”
Inside, I juggle around
Insistent, my heart pounds and longs for the ground, but my head tries to ride to see what’s above
It wishes to love like my stomach and lungs, but I gave them away
Dance moron, take it downtown!
Never while you made
You take half now
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8. |
Feel the Pain
04:48
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You could not feel the pain
Every single word you can’t explain
If you could feel this strange,
Never to friends who’d hope you’d change while you just need a friend to say they know you’ll change
Hope can seem to stray in simple ways
Took enough shit to say every single word you can’t explain to be only me
Bright new shakes in mine to shrivel inside
But the best news comes from you, little ohmu breathes old deep sighs
Brings light to my soars
Be kind for you
Fixed routine in play
Rest ensued, my chest will fill with shame
Settle down
Tears to blame
Dressed up liver talked me through its pain
I could not love you more
So much so, you showed me to the door
Life drove me insane
I just wish my pain would stay inside my line and be mine
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