1. |
Red Wrapped Thread
03:33
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Find out all you love are the American drugs
Because they give a nice stain on your existential rug
Chase another slave trade trick under the thumb
You buy the house, you get the money and you take another pill
When are wise men trapped in cages
When your darkness grows it caves in
My internal dialogue is red wrapped thread
And I don’t think you will remember me when I’m dead
Suffocate the blind because they can’t be seen
I fed you ignorance and cereal, the bleach is all you need
Pull on my ear, bite on my thumb
You’re not a bad bitch baby you’re just another bum
Doesn’t feel much, doesn’t listen
If I could talk I’d feel like kissing
There’s a warm oil feeling missing
And I don't think you will remember me when i'm dead
I should say that I'm gonna leave when you want me to leave you be
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2. |
Bleed Out Girl
03:18
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You keep on hurting yourself, babe
I run myself out of town
You're hairline trigger impulsive (you're boring)
Remind me to love myself
Should i pull it like a bandaid and throw it away?
Should i waste away with therapy, money, and pills
Am i worth a fucking dime if my dime isn't spent
My 5th time bleed out girl
I wanna waste an opinion
I believe your decision, a basic act of attrition
You give me something to sell
You keep on hurting yourself babe
Direction buried in sound
I thought my temper was hazy (but maybe)
Remind me to fuck myself
Should i pull it like a bandaid and throw it away?
Should i waste away with therapy, money, and pills
Am i worth a fucking dime if my dime isn't spent
My 5th time bleed out girl
You're a home away from home, an existential crisis, the love i never knew, all the pills i flushed away
Are you really gonna go?
Are you really gonna leave?
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3. |
Davids Park Bench
03:37
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Don’t hide from your neighbors
Their drainage has gone flat
You seem like a feast to me, so electrically I stand back
Paper in your pockets
A copperhead bite claim
To someone with staunch politics
And resurrecting my distain
You're an inside joke revoked
I'm dying just to leave
And it feels like a century
They didn’t mean that much to me
To let them drag out and beat on me
Compound fracture child
My sensible cut frame
Nightmare morning after thoughts are leaving me with gaudy claims
I know that you’re angry
Society is your fool
If you think making enemies with your investment club will see you through
Then naturally
I'm dying just to leave
And it feels like a century
They didn’t mean that much to me
To let them drag out and beat on me
Now you know
You’re an inside joke, revoked
By the outside joke. It won’t
Be long before
I'm dying just to leave
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4. |
Glued
03:16
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Walk-in like a rich kid god I hope you fake it till you make it
I’m a little sidetracked pencil in my apathetic waste of space
I’m glued to you, I’m glued to her,
I’m glued to him, I’m glued to her
I hope they lie to you
hope they lie to you
Cause god knows I would too
I will never be forgiven, never be forgiven
If that’s alright with you
I’m glued to you, I’m glued to her,
I’m glued to him, I’m glued to her
Baby don’t say you want it
I’m so detached it makes them dizzy
Baby don’t say you want me
I’ll give a back seat kiss of anxiety
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5. |
Shoot Your Eye Out
02:41
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My mother told me not to run, so i did
I found a new excuse to get medicine
I'd rathe get hurt having fun, so i did
Death of the decade o-la-la
Chalk it up to youth when your sex is cruel
Marry it, have a kid
You're gonna shoot your eye out
So i did
I found abuse in trouble gets you off
He loves the digital medicine, it's so sick
You're gonna shoot your eye out
So I did
Hey hey go away, I don't wanna stay
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6. |
Temporary in Dirt
01:15
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Who's gonna notice all the temporary places i could be
And who's gonna show me all the love, and drugs, and sex that ain't for me
Even if you put it in the ground it's gonna find a way to still sprout out
And even if you push it out your heart it's gonna find you, and someone else
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