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Don't You Forget
01:53
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You are the best
I am the worst
You are a god
I have to back home and relax
It's all been said
Emptied my head
Nothing to go by
You are the best that I never had
You have it made
I want to trade
You have my love
But you throw it away
Ending my day
Nowhere to stay
Don't want to play
I wanna spin your wheel
You are the best that I never had
You own my head
Don't you forget
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Hour a Day
01:25
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Mars knows about the plight of today
Engineered by the fragments of state
It's all plastics go back to the hive
Burn the road with the car that you drive
With bad luck, there's nothing to play
Bad luck, yea there's nothing today
When there's nothing to say
Say nothing to me
You'd learn fast with an hour a day
A small price just to learn to obey
Click it twice for your face trainee
So you spend your money on tv
And there's no complaining
This is entertainment
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I'm gonna blue screen if I update one more time
Don't want a new team I can't relocate my mind
I'm gonna blue screen
Will you let me?
I'm gonna bug out if another setback comes
Don't wanna sell doubt just wanna feel great for something once in a while
I'm gonna blue screen
Will you let me?
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There lies another block in my face
I'm feeling so interlaced with the vibe of the space
Back again I'm running from my fears
Still attacking my ears got stuck switching gears
You so want to bring me down
You spy like a dog in the glass
You're a pain in the ass
You're a snake in the grass
I try like a man on the loose
I'm always tying the noose
Until I sip on the juice
You so want to bring me down
So I exist for your pleasure
Oh why do I go on
You want me for the treasure
I can't find delight
You so want to bring me down
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Spinning
02:44
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It chewed me up and spat me out
It brought me up and shot me down
The peace of mind's a plus but I'm so aggravated that it gives me lacerations on my frontal lobe
And the world keeps spinning round
As long as I am on the ground
You fold me up and throw me out
You stitched me up and ripped me out
The ease of life's a perk but I'm so agitated 'bout the bulk of isolation in my life
And the world keeps spinning round
As long as I am underground
And the world keeps spinning round
As long as I am underground
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6. |
Grout Grouch
01:24
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I put my paper on the table
Covered in coffee stains and sub remains
Black marks blanket jumbled cables
Markers explain a scheduled pain
My favorite hobby is getting day drunk
And trying not to embarrass myself
Like I left the turkey in the trunk
Cause it was missing from the shelf
I'll call the grout grouch to clean my grime
It's a stout pouch dirtied all the time
I call the grout grouch to clean my grime
It's a stout pouch dirtied all the time
Gr-Gr-Gr-Gr-Grout grouch
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Don't Fret
02:43
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There's someone right out my window, why's he hiding there?
He's been staring in through my window, why's he always there?
He's now moving into my window, why's he over here?
Camera on inside my window, now it's never fair
Why're you watching me take a shit?
That's something that I don't get
Take a breathe and do not shift
They say "no big deal, don't fret, don't fret"
There's someone taping my window, why they always care?
There's someone scratching my window, why's he always there?
There's no choice about the window, they don't want it fair
When I get a view of their window, then I'll sit and stare
Why're you watching me take a shit?
That's something that I don't get
Take a breathe and do not shift
They say "no big deal, don't fret, don't fret"
Don't fret
Don't fret
If you can
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Seasons Change
01:48
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Time has changed but you keep acting the same and it's driving me up a wall
There's no one to blame the losing's in our name when we start to run we fall
When the seasons change it will be the same
The problems remain unexplained
When the seasons change it will be the same
Hey look! We're on the mend again, I will be your friend 'till the end
The money we spend was the help suspend the vicious discontent
When the seasons change it will be the same
The problems remain unexplained
When the seasons change it will be the same
When the seasons change it will be the same
The problems remain unexplained
When the seasons change it will be the same
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Fruits and Pills
01:10
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Got all my pills in a sandwich bag
It's for the week to not be a drag
Go grab a smoothie that says it's pure
Organic berries mixed with chemicals
Right on the package reads it's deluxe
Helps to wash down a handful of drugs
But it's for the week to hold me up
Mix a Claritin with the drink in my cup
Am I healthy now?
Am I healthy now?
Got my pills in a sandwich bag
In the foil is my grapes and a rag
Pop a pill just to live out the day
Go eat grease just to say I'm okay
Am I healthy now?
Am I healthy now?
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In The Debris
01:30
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Anytime you call
I hang it on my wall
Can't count the times we faced
When you were nowhere at all
Now that you've revealed all the things that you have held from me
We can sift through all the wrappers and lies in the debris
You're not comforting
If you're wondering
Can't count the times we faced
Where my heart was on a string
Now that you've revealed all the things that you have held from me
We can sift through all the wrappers and lies in the debris
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Zipped Up
02:38
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I'm glad about you
And how we've both turned out
I think it seems so poetic
The path you took away from me
When I pass your exit
Rose-tinted memories appear
I think you're fine this way
I think I'm fine this way
I think you've figured it out
Would it be weird
If I rang your brain line
Maybe it's too soon
It's been three years of isolation
When I pass your exit
Rose-tinted memories appear
I think you're fine this way
I think I'm fine this way
I think you've figured me out
It's just a temporary feeling
I know I'm moved on now
When I pass your exit
Rose-tinted memories appear
I think you're fine this way
I think I'm fine this way
I think you've figured me out
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The Same to Me
04:57
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You come and go but it's always the same to me
We'd fly and crawl but none of that's exciting
Complain and show that I'm only to blame for me
I'll cry and bawl to my loneliness presiding
I'm back and forth but it's always the same to me
I'd scream and shout but none of that's assisting
I'll never show it but you're always inside me
It's a fact that'll never seem convincing
I can't decide
I can't make a decision
With a lack of information
I can't decide
We ebb and flow but it's always the same to me
Can't even talk but you know that I'm plotting
If misconstrued know it's a shame for me
Think that I'm bleeding; is it the same for you?
I can't decide
I can't make a decision
With a lack of information
I can't decide
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What is she doing?
What is she doing?
With her cigarettes and scrubs
What is she doing?
What is she doing?
With her cigarettes and scrubs
Where is she going?
Where is she going?
Place your bets and carry on
Where is she going?
Where is she going?
Place your bets and carry on
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Negative connotations sink my name
I'd offer her a cigarette but that would be a shame
For her steadfast commitment to a change
Another man in line for a shot up at the range
The targets are Kevlar and chained
By the time your done with her your heart will be drained
Be a spendthrift with your love to her brain
She'll sap you of your soils 'till you're begging for the rain
Actions of the past that do not matter
Flood into my mind and our love will turn sour
And I should recognize the pattern
But I'm distracted by her dress adorn with flowers
The hours I've spent to be flatter
Half in part for you; you're the reason I'm after
I wish I could make these things move faster
But I am no master at being an actor
Your memory may be good but life is an open book exam
Your memory may be good but life is an open book exam
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