1. |
Superglue Your Shoes
03:39
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Spinning around in my head like little bluebirds
I'm feelin' lightheaded, I'm feelin' lightheaded
And I stay up all night watching Playtest on repeat
Feelin' so dead superglued to the bed
La la la la la la la Hey!
Super gluing the soles of my shoes
Dust mites bite my eyes causin' a red and itchy flame
I'm feelin' so red, I'm feelin' so red, Ow!
You show your bones to me and expect nothing but
Tears fallin' down
La la la la la la la Hey!
Super gluing the soles of my shoes
I know you care so much about cause'
You would always tie my shoes
Whenever I asked you to, whenever I asked you to
I'm glad they're now superglued
I know you cared so much about me cause'
You would always tie my shoes
But now I'm all about those fucking slip-on's, so
I don't really need you
La la la la la la la Hey!
Super gluing the soles of my shoes
La la la la la la la Hey!
Super gluing the soles of my shoes
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2. |
Deceased/Diseased
03:30
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Check one
I'm out
For the day
I complain and complain
Shut up
I'm fine
With never
Coming here again
Tonight
I'm not alive
I'm not alive
You started aging cause' of me
Can't grow up if you're apathetic all the time
You nearly made me lose my mind
I'm diseased, I'm deceased
Whoa yeah
I'm diseased, I'm deceased
Whoa yeah
Check two
I want nothin'
To do with it
I don't wanna see your face ever again
Dripping with good manners and sweat
You started aging cause' of me
Can't grow up if you're apathetic all the time
You nearly made me lose my mind
I'm diseased, I'm deceased
Whoa yeah
I'm diseased, I'm deceased
Whoa yeah
I'm Deceased
I'm Diseased
You started aging cause' of me
Can't grow up if you're apathetic all the time
You nearly made me lose my mind
I'm diseased, I'm deceased
Whoa yeah
I'm diseased, I'm deceased
Whoa yeah
I'm Deceased
I'm Diseased
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3. |
Idiotic Defense
03:00
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Why do you look so sad in that dress?
You're such a big, hot mess (Hot!)
Hot like my temper
I'm raging at myself in the mirror
You make me sulk
You make me sulk!
Down to the ground
I hate who I am
You make me hate who I am
Don't sweat it, I'll play okay
Give me rolls of quarters and I'll play into your silly games
And I'll waste all my headspace drinking to forget
That's what got me here in the first place
Idiotic defense
So you got sad because I got mad
But it was idiotic defense
It was only self-defense!
And we were sitting on the couch in our second home
But when I left that home forever
I left it all alone!
Don't sweat it, I'll play okay
Give me rolls of quarters and I'll play into your silly games
And I'll waste all my headspace drinking to forget
That's what got me here in the first place
Idiotic defense
You told me to never quit, you hypocrite
You told me to never quit, you hypocrite
And I heard my biggest fears cry out on the phone
Telling me its own fears of the future and the mind
And I comforted fear
I let him fucking cry it out because that's the kinda person I am
I guess
Idiotic Defense
Save me from paralyzation
Or drowning
There's always something
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4. |
Cola
02:14
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I'm a big fish in a little pond
Knees bleeding in the run
And I've got a big, fat, hard-on
I'm a big prick with a big heart
Coated in my lost thoughts
Drinking Cola with no pants on
I've got a hand in my pocket
My credit cards over-drafted
I've got a tab on the Cola that I'm sharing with Francis
She said
"You're a money splitter
I'm a golddigger!"
Every second now, every waiting minute
I'll be complicated, procreated
Living in this constant dull
She wears short skirts, doesn't own one bra
Waits around for Yuppies in the nightlife
Lurking so strong
I've got a hand in my pocket
My credit cards over-drafted
I've got a tab on the Cola that I'm sharing with Francis
She said
"You're a money splitter
I'm a golddigger!"
She's a golddigger
She's a golddigger
She's a golddigger
She's a golddigger
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5. |
Slumber Party
02:54
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Don’t you wanna come to my
Slumber party Friday night?
We can paint our nails and plan out
Killing Julia’s addicts
They’re all gonna die anyways
Their lungs are not fully grown
Due to smoking lots of cigarettes
Because that’s what cool girls do
But we’re not like the cool girls
But we’re not like the cool girls
Don’t you wanna come and hang out?
We can scare the peeping tom next door
By dressing up as men
He’ll never see it coming
Don’t you want to get matching necklaces?
Each of us can wear one half of the heart
And then go back to eating pigskin
And playing monopoly in the
Living room where they all sleep
Only using one god damn sheet
Careful, sometimes spiders crawl in my bed
They might crawl in your hair and declare dead
Why aren’t you wearing your necklace?
Why aren’t you wearing your necklace?
Why aren’t you wearing your necklace?
Why aren’t you wearing your necklace?
Why aren’t you wearing your necklace?
Why aren’t you wearing your necklace?
Why aren’t you wearing your necklace?
Why aren’t you wearing your necklace?
Why aren’t you wearing your necklace?
Why aren’t you wearing your necklace?
Why aren’t you wearing your necklace?
Why aren’t you wearing your necklace?
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6. |
She's a Snake
04:26
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Oh my god, she's such a fucking snake!
She has a snakes tongue
Fate of the day
Is it too late?
To roll it out
Unravel it
She's hissing at the Gods
For flakey scales and sun
Her boots are filled to the top
With wine and the blood
Smoking out only out
She has a snakes eye
Beady eyes
Closed but open
I know you're afraid of
Snakes cause' there long tungs
Venom stains fur coats
Cause' they choke and choke
Tied like a bow
Around your neck
They like blue better
They like purple better
So they call your name
They call your name
They call your name
Hey, that's fucking insane!
The snakes are all talking
So what do you say?
Are you coming to the cave?
Where girls like her stay
Becoming a snake, becoming a snake
I know you're afraid of
Snakes cause' there long tungs
Venom stains fur coats
Cause' they choke and choke
Tied like a bow
Around your neck
They like blue better
They like purple better
I know the snakes like me
I know the snakes like me
I know the snakes like me
I know the snakes like me
I know you're afraid of
Snakes cause' there long tungs
Venom stains fur coats
Cause' they choke and choke
Tied like a bow
Around your neck
They like blue better
They like purple better
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7. |
Dr. Seuss Is Crazy Cool
03:26
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Sleeping on the bathroom floor
I know we've all been there before
Tung sticks to the bathroom tiles
Dirt in the cracks runs for miles
Political cartoons and stories for kids
All one guy, that's all his
And where the hell even Mulberry Street?
I've only ever heard of it tucked under my sheets
I know its hard to explain
I'm a kid at heart, but an adult with the pain
A crime, a girl and a part of me
Chapped lips ripping at the seems
Now all I wanna do is read
Dr. Seuss and watch TV
And if you're there that's okay
Here or there, it's really all the same
And I...
Lets read about Mulberry Street and
Then will cry ourselves to sleep
Precious childhood things
Seuss didn't care
He did not care
Stop for one sec
Just stop for two secs
Just stop for three secs
Insects are crawling into your mouth!
Stop for five secs
Take your stimulant
Be a good friend
We can complain about it all you want, we can complain about it all you want!
Lets read about Mulberry Street and
Then will cry ourselves to sleep
Precious childhood things
Seuss didn't care
He did not care
Lets read about Mulberry Street and
Then will cry ourselves to sleep
Precious childhood things
Seuss didn't care
He did not care
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8. |
Sharkman
03:15
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Fade away
Glitchy rage
Feelin' nice
Bite, bite, bite
I am lost
In the sea
With the Sharkman after me
And it's so hard
To be free
With the Sharkman after me
Be afraid
Of glitchy rage
Be a man
Take my hand
I am lost
In the sea
With the Sharkman after me
And it's so hard
To be free
With the Sharkman after
Sharkman after me
With the Sharkman after me
With the Sharkman after me
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9. |
Baby's Guitar
04:10
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The blood has stained on the collar of your t-shirt
I made a bracelet out of your veins
Using your head as a hammer to put the nail back in
Now there's a big hole in your brain
And when it dripped down the back of your throat
I never left you alone
Is there anything out there that's better than this terrible fool, roleplay bullshit?
A couple of beers, and some lousy duvets
140 missed calls for me
I thought you died in the backyard last night
I thought you died in the backyard last night
Right next to the beer cans that sink in the mud
And Baby's guitar
Baby's guitar
I thought you died in the backyard last night
I thought you died in the backyard last night
Right next to the beer cans that sink in the mud
And Baby's guitar
Baby's guitar
I know that things will get better than this
I know that things will get better than this
Hey, I don't care if you don't like me
I know you talk a lot about me
Well if I'm just so damn interesting
What the fuck is privacy, anyways?
Just fucking respect whos on your right and your left
No, you weren't there, so we can't talk about it
I thought you died in the backyard last night
I thought you died in the backyard last night
Right next to the beer cans that sink in the mud
And Baby's guitar
Baby's guitar
I thought you died in the backyard last night
I thought you died in the backyard last night
Right next to the beer cans that sink in the mud
And Baby's guitar
Baby's guitar
I know that things will get better than this
I know that things will get better than this
I thought you died in the
Backyard last night
I thought you died in the
Backyard last night
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