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You've Been Gaged!
01:00
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Wake me next time I’m talking in my sleep. I’ll give away the mess I wanna keep inside my head. The accident left me something permanent.
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The Passage
02:56
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Nervously sympathetic, the system won’t get poetic about getting stressed. I cry much less since I flee or fight it at my best. I antagonize with Nicotine, I’ll be what I wanna be. I question God and what I’m not, but then again, I cry a lot.
I’ve been splintering my present everything. And, I’ll be splintering.
Call me out and I will walk away. I’ll be neglecting everyday. ‘Grow up’, I can hear the others say. It’s not what I’m after. I’ll postpone the passage. I’ll postpone the passage.
And, Nervously sympathetic I look for an anesthetic to relieve the growing pains haunting the splattered pieces of my brain. But, I realize that’s pathetic and mostly egocentric. Failed as guest, Failed as a host. It’s my very self I miss the most.
I am splintering, so let me splinter thin.
Call me out and I will walk away. I’ll be neglecting everyday. ‘Grow up’, I can hear the others say. It’s not what I’m after. I’ll postpone the passage. I’ll postpone the passage.
No, you can’t change me. I’ll still be talking in my sleep. I’m not afraid, but the obstacles are steep.
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Coffee-Flavored Water
02:42
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Get off my back. I think I’ll spare you this time. I’m too frustrated to admit I’m the victim of ignorance and double standards. First I’m neglected and then I am pampered. I’m the yawning gap between me and the rest. It figures in my teens I was at my best. But, all I want know is to get some rest. But, all I want know is to get some rest.
So, say whatever you like, but I just wanna relax. I’ll drink coffee flavored water until I feel flex. Shouldn’t you be minding your own business instead? I know, I should feel bad. So, say whatever you like, but I’ll settle for less. And, I’ll make sure that this time I won’t collapse. Shouldn’t you be minding your own business instead? I know, I should feel bad.
Remember when you talked me out of it and I did all I could to make sure I would comply. I’m wondering if I could do so again, but not in a way that I piss off a friend. I’m reaching my 20’s (and so am I). The world hasn’t taught us how to get by. I'm responisble, but I can't survive when I am lazy 'till I'm 65.
So, say whatever you like, but I just wanna relax. I’ll drink coffee flavored water until I feel flex. Shouldn’t you be minding your own business instead? I know, I should feel bad. So, say whatever you like, but I’ll settle for less. And, I’ll make sure that this time I won’t collapse. Shouldn’t you be minding your own business instead? I know, I should feel bad.
So, say whatever you like, but I just wanna relax. ‘cause I am pretty sure I don’t feel flex. I spent hours and hours playing ‘Left 4 Dead’, and I should feel bad. So, say whatever you like, but I’ll settle for less. And, I’ll make sure that this time I won’t collapse. Shouldn’t you be minding your own business instead? I know, I should feel bad. I know, I should feel bad.
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Central Park
02:34
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Trust me when I say that I’m working on that thing. I’ve been working on myself since the day you made me sing. And, trust me when I say that I’m so damn glad that I left everything I had.
I fought back some tears in Central Park. I’d say a serenade is something to fear when you love one so much that you find it hard to tell ‘em that you’re glad they’re here. ‘cause I’m so glad you’re here.
And, I’m probably not going to play you this song. ‘cause the guitar part’s hard, and I’m sure I’ll get emotional. And, I can’t produce tears and jamz at the same time. So, listen to your song on cd or Spotify (and of my manliness I won’t be deprived)
So, bring me back. I’ll try again. Yeah, bring me back.
I fought back some tears in Central Park. I’d say a serenade is something to fear when you love one so much that you find it hard to tell ‘em that you’re glad they’re here. ‘cause I’m so glad you’re here.
I fought back some tears in Central Park. I’d say a serenade is something to fear. I love you so much that I find it hard to tell you that I’m glad you’re here. ‘cause I’m so glad you’re here.
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The Recovery
02:42
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I spent eight fucking months living in a 4 by 3, with secondhand furniture pointed at a big TV. Traded my first guitar for it, I don’t think I need one. One of many traits I hate, my impulsivity.
We’re the last few holding up, kiddo’s on the run. Faked all my ambitions, missed out on having fun. I’m clinging to the edge, but I’m not the only one. I’m not the only one. I’m not the only one.
I wanted it to hit me hard. I wanted it to be like the first time I got drunk (and all my friends just laughed at me). But, it’s more like a hangover, a neuron killing spree. So I might as well just focus on my own recovery.
We’re the last few holding up, kiddo’s on the run. Faked all my ambitions, missed out on having fun. I’m clinging to the edge, but I’m not the only one. I’m not the only one. I’m not the only one
I’ll leave it un-debated, the mess I have created. Ungrateful as I am.
I’ll leave it un-debated, the mess I have created. Ungrateful as I am.
We’re the last few holding up, kiddo’s on the run. Faked all my ambitions, missed out on having fun. I’m clinging to the edge, but I’m not the only one. I’m not the only one. I’m not the only one
We’re the last few holding up, kiddo’s on the run. Faked all my ambitions, missed out on having fun. I’m clinging to the edge, but I’m not the only one. I’m not the only one. I’m not the only one
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