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west virginia
01:52
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it's a really silly thing to love the world like i do
filled with soot filled with sin
filled with you where do i begin
to recall all the masochistic bull rides
through the dirt through the pain
no joy rides here
i could sit here at home all alone
and plot my revenge
i'd hope you'd choke on your own vomit
in some apartment in west virginia
that the guilt alone would rip through you
like it ripped through me
it's all i see
god take me back
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2. |
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i wanna kiss you in an ikea parking lot
i want the parking lot to be jealous of me kissing you in an ikea parking lot
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3. |
why
02:18
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i've been here too long
i wanna leave
another gifted night i'd rather not receive
you're right next to me beggging please
"baby won't you come home with me"
i've seen you too much
i wanna go
i don't like you much
the answer is no
i'm calling a lyft
i'm gonna fly
you crinkle your nose
and start asking "why"
now i'm home by myself
for the night
watching movies
it's alright, i'm alive, there's air in my lungs
i'm breathing
another gifted night
i'm rather not be receiving
then your texts
then your calls
changed my number
built 6 firm walls
around my house and phone and my brain
it's okay there's no need to cry
he'll never really get why.
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4. |
rant
02:18
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it's funny i feel sadder now
than i ever did on your couch
watching you watch the news
while you put on your shoes i feel my hands reach for you
if only you'd reach back too
i'll be gone when the sun comes out
it's running out, bleeding me dry
i sit here and wonder why
you hide and you try to lie
you sit there and watch me cry
this life is cruel and bitter and then one day
you're dead
but that's okay we've got time to play
reenact situations in your head
before we're dead
lay here with me instead
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5. |
improv interlude
01:33
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6. |
party song
03:16
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sad clown eyes
sleepless guys
stand in line
to feel human
to feel better
lipstick stains
infect my brain
i drink past days
to feel better
but i'm the saddest clown inside the room
i'm the sucker and the punch too
the party ends
there goes my friends
you stay behind
to make me feel human
to make me feel better
you touch my face
i know this place
i feel so safe
i feel better
and i'm high flying i'm a red balloon
and morning's a needle that'll come too soon
the party's over and the night is done
your aching body doesn't feel so young
i smoked away another day i'm dumb
did you ever think it'd be this fun?
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