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Wish i could call you but i cant so heres to hanging out.
Outside on our own like we're just waiting to be found
Call off all your searches cause im never comming back
Idealize my death so i can sell some poetry
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trash song
02:36
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U dont like the way i look but u like the way i sing
Get sad up on this stage and vent about all my past relations
That have failed because im alone now
But its okay because im cuter then when i dated u
And we should talk but im not good at talking
Im just good at being awkward all the time and if we hung out
We could watch movies we've seen
A million times and quote the lines before they even happen
If yah want
And i need to stop nervously drinking. Because the beer it makes me gassy and i know its not that sexy but neither are my depressive habits.
Like chain smoking and masterbation. I'll smash the state from my parents basement. Does this amp go to 11? Fuck it ill just go acoustic
And did you get the mixtape i left for you
On your porch and did u listen to it by yerself or did u just throw it out?
And is it in the trash right now cause you know id dumpster dive. And leave it there for you again with a flower this time. Or maybe you burned it. Threw it in the lake. Smashed it to a million pieces and sent each one a 1000 miles away
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n.a.s.a.y.v
02:12
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Im stained
And getting stoned
Pass the bottle im not done
With guilt
Lack of empathy
Wrote these songs hopin you'd hear them
And u listened
And u hate them
Thnx fer tellin me
Six monthes is a long time
To go without speakin
Are u on drugs now
I know that i need to be
Im bored.
And getting sad
Wheres the harm in truthful facts
That build
Some sort of character
That becomes more generational
That people relate to
This isnt about u
Thought i should tell u
And hows this for irony
The "you" is ambiguous
Wanna come over?
Fuck like we used to
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Was it the club
Or was it your fuckin friends
Who made him cooler then me
And did you like
The feeling of taking a risk
Keeping secrets in a quote unquote open relationship
Was it the drugs
Or was it the fuckin dollar
That made this asshole appear
And was he the best
The best the best you ever had
Probably not if im the one still sleepin in your bed
Was it the rent
Or was it the fuckin fact
That i can barely keep a job
And was it the house
The house that he fuckin owns
With parents money in cottage country
Muskoka
Was it his dick
Or was it my fuckin fault?
For not being masculine enough
And did he push you
Against the stupid fuckin wall
While i cried myself to asleep inside my tent
And who the fuck is jean paul sartre?
Who the fuck is jean paul sartre anyway
And who the fuck is Jean Paul Sartre
Who the fuck is this jean paul sartre
Who keeps texting u on yer phone
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I think i died a little last night
When u didnt call me back
I stay up late again and the hours
Dont matter.
Watch me wither away now
Like a houseplant
Timid like a house cat
Ill hide under ur sheets
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Watch the world fade away
Watch them zeros turn to negative space
Sanctuary is a lost cause
In its place boys play with shotguns
Watch the bombs begin to drop
Cant hear them over your shopping cart
Sanctuary is a lost cause
In its place we get them iron bars
"What is freedom?" the children say
I donno kid. Its just a price i pay
Sanctuary is a lost cause
In its place we work for 40 hours
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8. |
genderwierd
01:22
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26 and so alone
Miserable you fuckin know it
Guess ill just go get stoned
Watch porn on my cellphone
With the volume on mute
Hide the shame that i feel
Do i have to wear a dress?
Or tie my hair up
Just to get some validation
And i havent felt myself in weeks
But i guess thats nothjng new
I like the way you kissed me on the cheek
It made me feel so damn cute
All of a sudden.
Like a magick spell or something
Springing like a trampolene
Jumping up and down like genderwierd kids
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Im afraid to go to new restaurants
Just in case ur my waiter
And that might get a little bit wierd
And i probably couldnt order my meal
Because im afraid of being alone
But im more afraid of you showing up to my shows
Where i sing these songs about u
And youd probably think that they suck
Im afraid to go to coffee shops
Just in case ur my barista
And you could spit in my soy latte
And i probably wouldnt even complain
Because im afraid of being alone
But im more afraid of you showing up to my shows
Where i sing these songs about u
And youd probably think that they suck
Im afraid to go to kenzington market
Cuz ur a little hipster piece of shit
And u wear those hats that i think are real cute
So id probably check u out by mistake
Because im afraid of being alone
And i want u to come to my shows
Where i sing these songs about you
And maybe youd sing along
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Rosaline I finally forgotten ur face
Ur favorite flower. And the bands that you like
Playin their guitars. And they sound just like mine
Broke and out of tune. With a nasally voice
And i dont think you care
But thats okay
And if i see you again ill try not to start cryin
Anabelle you are in my dreams
Stabbing at my chest. With a pair of scizzors
While i hum along. To the same pre-chorus
Hummin out a tune that makes you jealous
And you dont think i care
But thats okay
And if i see u again, youd probably hate me
Amelie i know your heart cant be true
Always running around with these things to do
Painting on a canvas. All the things that you like
Imaginary flowers. And those moonlit nights
And you mustnt care
But thats okay
Ur an artist and you love the danger
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tatamagouche
02:05
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Lets make this conversation short so we can lie down in my bed.
Get drunk off red wine and draw each other with or without clothes
Check my pulse you have your fingers on my throat
And mine on yours
Count the beats as if they mean something
More then we're alive
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wild nature(outro)
00:46
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