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i know my worth
03:37
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I don’t know what I’m going to do about the leaves in the gutter,
‘Cause lately that’s where I’ve been living, and the leaves, they keep me warm.
I guess they look kind of ugly, but maybe that is what I am looking for.
And I don’t give a shit about the promises I didn’t fulfill.
You should have known better than to expect something of me.
I am a cheat and a liar, and I am under my own spell.
Four chords and a chorus, that’s all I’ll ever amount to be,
But still I am invisible, because no one will listen to me.
I’ll bottom down this alcohol, ‘cause that empty glass is all I want to see.
And I don’t give a shit about this great person you think I am.
I know my worth. I’m weak, a coward, and a sham.
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fucked up
03:14
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Do you remember the night that you got drunk,
and I was tripping acid? I could barely taste my tongue.
And you said, “babe, take it easy you’re tripping pretty hard,”
but I couldn’t fall fast enough to break my pathetic skull.
And I was not alone, but I was alone in my head.
I know I’ll wake up fine, but for now I’ll pray I’m dead.
Do you remember tweaking while I popping pills?
I finally felt the comfort that I’d been searching for for years.
And who are you to tell me wrong, when you have peace of mind?
You don’t need to smoke three bowls just to sleep at night.
And I am racing no one to nowhere.
Bet you ten bucks that I am in first place,
Because when you are so disheartened,
You know that, win or lose, you will get kicked in the face.
And do you remember being fucked in my room,
And smoking on a Tuesday afternoon?
Neither do I, my dear.
Neither do I, my dear.
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stale stoner air
03:06
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You always say you feel like you're suffocating,
But it doesn't look that way every time I kiss your lips.
And when we walked that night in October.
We've never felt more alive with fireflies all over.
And they told us, "don't ask questions."
And they told us, "keep your voice down. Listen."
Oh, everything is always our fault,
And you cover your all your guilt in mandala tattoos.
But I guess it’s okay, because it’s always been a good look on you.
I always say that I feel so out of place,
But babe, with you on me my heart starts to race,
A hand between your thighs and a satisfied face.
But they told us, “don’t ask questions.”
And they told us, “drink the poison.”
Oh, with every mistake I make I never know just what to do.
My life is always empty but it’s emptier without you.
And we’ll move far, far away, and forget each others names,
And all that’s left will be stale, stoner air and each others taste.
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You never had faith in me,
But I’m not one to talk.
I’m the biggest atheist I know,
Who needs to keep his damn mouth shut.
I’m not one for preaching,
But I’m sort of the anti-Christ.
You show me hope, and show me love,
I’ll show you my hopeless vice.
And I know you're not having the best time, but neither am I.
Literally everyone that is here wants to die.
You were caught in the crossfire of sin and sin,
When you decided just to cut your hair
and let everything mull over for a while.
And I’m not the biggest adversary of false hope justified
Just for the sacrifice of happiness.
That’s why I never say “I love you,” or “I miss you.”
It’s just some bullshit fucking pretense.
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5. |
your silver throne
02:27
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October air,
Tangled in sheets.
The half-lit moon,
Your sharp, snared teeth.
You never forgave him, did you?
You never could look him in the eye.
Well, how are they treating you now,
On your silver throne?
Your dad always told you, "go gold or go home,"
So, the platters they served you were never enough.
You're never enough.
Cotton sheets,
They keep you warm,
But also humble.
You can’t rest too well
When you need to make your mother proud.
Well, how is she treating you now,
On your silver throne?
Your dad always told you, “go gold or go home.”
And that was the day that you knew you were fucked,
Doomed to eventually self-deconstruct.
The half-lit moon,
Your sharp, snared teeth.
Can you still hear the words I speak?
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a pointless song
04:08
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She just said that she’s not coming back,
And I think that she’s for real,
And I thought as she turned her back,
I might stick the knife right in.
Oh, I’ve never felt this way before.
Oh, I never want to look back again.
Days at a time, held up in my room,
And they go by with or without me too.
And I’ll rip my bong and sing a pointless song
About how alone I truly am.
Oh, I wish I were dead.
Oh, my lungs are full of lead
And no matter how hard I try,
I can’t seem to drown.
Survival takes such strength,
But I was thrown into the ground.
And I'll pick myself up and brush myself off,
But it's hard to preserve something that's already lost.
Oh, I don't want to be here anymore.
Oh, I guess I'll sleep on the floor.
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sick
04:04
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I found myself by the part of town
Where the sun doesn't slip through the trees,
And in the silhouette of the night that only the two of us could see,
Out came the wind, and the moon, and the stars,
But I was coming up empty.
And she said "isn't it beautiful tonight?"
I said, "don't you dare think twice of it. Everything good's gotta die."
And when I stumbled across a pumpkin patch in the middle of May,
I just shrugged my shoulders and sighed, but she started singing.
And in the thick of the crisp spring air, I almost threw up my lunch.
The winter is cold, and mean, and bitter, but at least we get along.
And she is just staring at me.
"What's the price to pay?"
I'm just a poor beggar who could achieve great things, but stays in his cardboard estate.
And I found myself by the part of town
Where I can shoot up clean,
Free of the miserable mumbling of townsfolk doing their townsfolk things.
And out came the wind, and the moon, and the stars,
But I'm just getting sick.
Out came the wind, and the moon, and the stars,
But it just makes me sick.
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8. |
the devil's mercy
04:36
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still real Georgia
just a miserable kid
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