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Sicko
02:29
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BACKYARD JACKYARD!!!
I got teeth like broken ships, I didn't say it, no somebody else did
I got eyes like Jesus Christ, what white people think that Jesus looks like
I got a heart that was full of gold, but it's been gutted, stolen and sold
I got a problem with everything and everything's got a problem with me
And you are a sick, sick fuck, but I'm sicker than you
And this is a bad, bad joke with a sorry excuse for a punchline
It's not that I don't get it, no I got it all except for peace of mind
I got a brain that's full of pain, yeah that's where Pat came up with that name
I got a voice that's weak and dull, so I scream when I sing I try to sound beautiful
I got a habit of fucking up, I always thinking too much, yeah I'm thinking and thinking thinking
I got a problem with nothing now but wait 'til those doubts come creeping back around
And you are a sick, sick fuck, but I'm sicker than you
And this is a bad, bad song with a sorry excuse for a last line
It's not that I don't like it, no it's just that it's so simple of a rhyme
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Dead Feelings
03:18
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I don't want to be your friend anymore, you treat me like I treat myself
I'm not one of your pseudo hipster yes men
Though you caught my eye just yesterday, now it seems that times have changed
I wish to rid my memory of your presence
So where will you go, hopefully someplace far from home
Hopefully someplace I don't know, so I can never find you
Dead feelings (Bye-bye baby, oh so sorry)
Dead feelings (Sayonara, nice to know ya)
Dead feelings (Not my problem, not no longer)
Sometimes it not so bad to be alone
I don't want to hold your hand anymore, I'd rather just sit on the shelf
I'm not one of your creatine fueled bro friends
Now time must pass but soon enough, you'll get the guts to look me up
Just know that I won't lie and say that it's fine
So where will you go, probably someplace dark and cold
Probably someplace with a throne, so you can fit right in there
Dead feelings (Bye-bye baby, oh so sorry)
Dead feelings (Sayonara, nice to know ya)
Dead feelings (Not my problem, not no longer)
You and I could never build a home
So where will you go, hopefully someplace I don't know
Hopefully not to Orlando, and set up shop on North Mills
Dead feelings (Bye-bye baby, oh so sorry)
Dead feelings (Sayonara, nice to know ya)
Dead feelings (Not my problem, not no longer)
Sometimes it not so bad to be alone, oh no
These dead feelings, they just never want to go
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3. |
Spanish Grammar
02:43
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Well, well, well
Well ain't you the prettiest thing I've seen in a while
And it looks as if you're looking at me, oh boy
So may I have this dance my baby, baby
And get to know you like a psychopath
La muchacha yo encanto
Well, well, well
Well ain't I the loneliest thing you've seen in a while
'Cause it looks as though you're looking to leave, oh boy
So give me one more chance my baby, baby
I want to shake you like a seismograph
La muchacha yo encanto
Well, well, well
La muchacha yo encanto
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Popcorn Ceiling
02:53
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Popcorn ceiling, NyQuil, and tattoos, my all-time favorite record plays through a television screen
I know how I feel about you, so tell me what do you think about me
So I stare at this popcorn ceiling, while the sky turns blue to black
I hope this rain never lets up, I hope this storm never has to pass
Popcorn ceiling, salsa, and cigarettes, I can see the lightning strike from inside
I just want to post up in my bed, would it be too much if you spent the night
So I stare at this popcorn ceiling, while my nerves get torn to shreds
I hope this pain never lets up, I hope I never feel alright again
I keep telling myself this is make believe
What a silly name to call a ceiling
So I stare at this popcorn ceiling, while the sky turns blue to black
I hope this rain never lets up, I hope this storm never has to pass
So I stare at this popcorn ceiling, while my nerves get torn to shreds
I hope this pain never lets up, I hope I never feel alright again
I hope I never feel alright again
I HOPE I NEVER FEEL ALRIGHT
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5. |
Life Out West
03:28
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I guess the world's at war with everyone, now the revolutions have begun
I get a little nervous when I watch the nightly news
I see a young girl with a gas mask on, just watching all the dropping bombs
I quickly change the channel to some syndicated show
So you won't know death if you choose not to know
So I'll just close my eyes and hope that my guilt doesn't show
It's life out west, in the 21st century
And you know what happens next, it's just repeating history
So we'll all fall down, yeah we'll all fall down
I guess the time's are finally catching up, we got public enemy number one
Everyone's so happy, I guess the world is now at peace
But for some reason I have my doubts, my stomach still feels inside out
Nothing makes me sadder than a soldier with a smile
But you can't be free if you choose not to be
So I'll just slide my Ray-Bans on and blend into the scene
It's life out west, in the 21st century
And you know what happens next, it's just repeating history
So we'll all fall down, yeah we'll all fall down
It's life out west, in the 21st century
And you know what happens next, it's just repeating history
Yeah I've been told that we're the best by my teachers in History
So you know I passed their tests by choosing A, B, or C
But I feels so down, yeah I feel so down
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6. |
Trifles In Disguise
02:45
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I where t-shirts with band on the fronts of them, as if somehow it makes me apart
But i guess that it's better than pop-collared striped ones with emblems stitched over the heart
I'll keep kissing this girl that I don't really like, 'cause I don't want to end up alone
I guess we'll keep having such meaningless sex though I know our love won't grow
There's a painting on your wall that I wish that I was in
That gorgeous shade of green looks so magnificent
But I'm still just wondering why it's under-appreciated
I'll keep taking these classes and learning the names of men who died so long ago
If I get my name printed on a thin, white sheet I can show off my large bill fold
Well Westboro Baptist Church says the world's gonna end soon, this planet is getting too old
I hear if I sell out my friends who are homosexuals that Jesus will save my soul
So just know that all those things that you wanted to come true
Since they cut your cord are never ever going to
You're gonna end up like me, alone, just singing the blues
So just know that in the end everybody has to die
Yeah just know that in the end we're all trifles in disguise
So don't you go holding out hope that just is just another one of my lies
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Pain Waves
02:51
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I found a way to lie, to lie, to lie
I found a way to lie, to lie
Don't hold your heart in your hands
But there you go, you're doing it again
I found a way to lie, to lie, to lie
I found a way to lie, to lie
Don't wear those thoughts on your head
But there you go, you're right back at it again
So you say you hate this town, and you hate everybody around
So you smoke all night until you can't breathe, and when you wake up you're the one you hate to see
I found a way to lie, to lie, to lie
I found a way to lie, to lie
Don't think of them as your friends
Just think of yourself instead
But there you go, you're thinking of them again
But there you go, you're thinking of her again
Well you better learn to lie or you're gonna get hurt again
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8. |
Call It What You Want
02:17
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How well do you know you, I'll bet the farm that it's less than you think that you do
How much do you like yourself, I'll take a guess and say far less than everyone else
'Cause nobody, nobody, nobody, no one knows anything about anyone
'Cause everyone, everyone, everyone thinks that they're God or just someone
How well do you know you, I'll bet the farm that it's more than you wish that you knew
How much do you like yourself, I know the answer but I'll just keep it to myself
'Cause nobody, nobody, nobody, no one knows anything about anyone
'Cause everyone, everyone, everyone thinks they know God or just his son
Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, what wonderful poets
They call it non-fiction but I've never talked to a snake
So call it what you want and I'll want to keep calling you fake
'Cause nobody, nobody, nobody, no one knows anything about anyone
'Cause everyone, everyone, everyone thinks that they're God or just someone
'Cause you know what I know and I don't know shit about anything or anyone
So keep counting those card and keep mapping those stars but you'll find out that something is terribly wrong
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Cock Monocle
03:43
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The cool kids with cool friends, they're wearing out those cop sunglasses
I don't know if you know, how did this ever get so awful
You'll look back and find that you were just singing all by yourself
Yeah you knew, yeah you knew, yeah you knew, yeah you knew, yeah you knew it all
But I guess, but I guess, but I guess, but I guess you couldn't see
The bright lights and stage fright, I threw up before we played a note
You say you feel true blue, I guess you must be back to using
Just one more to keep score, I wish I never said "hello"
Yeah you knew, yeah you knew, yeah you knew, yeah you knew, yeah you knew it all
But I guess, but I guess, but I guess, but I guess you couldn't see
You were just fucking around, yeah you're just fucking around
I see that look on your face, I've seen that look on your face
So when the ship's going down and the planes crash into town, well will you finally admit that you were just shaking hands with yourself
Yeah you knew, yeah you knew, yeah you knew, yeah you knew, yeah you knew it all
But I guess, but I guess, but I guess, but I guess you couldn't see
Yeah you knew, yeah you knew, yeah you knew, yeah you knew, yeah you knew it all
But I guess, but I guess, but I guess, but I guess you couldn't see that you were wrong
The cool kids with cool friends, they're wearing out those cop sunglasses
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Burning Crosses
03:25
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I'm sick of screaming at the top of my lungs
This just isn't worth it, this just isn't fun
Things were exciting when we first started
We used to sing praises, now we just burn crosses
Oh I think I should leave now, yes I know I can't stay
But I know I will miss you when I'm well on my way
I'm sick of this feeling that I get every night
I'm searching for comfort, but there's no peace in sight
I used to just smile, act like nothing was wrong
I think you believed me, so I wrote you this song
Oh I think I should leave now, yes I know I can't stay
But I know I will miss you when I'm well on my way
Oh I think I should leave now, yes I know I can't stay
But I know I will miss you when I'm well on my way
I just thought I should tell you though I know you won't change
But I know I will love you 'til the end of my days
Yes I know I will love you 'til the end of my days
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Little Reminders
02:56
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You remind me of a Florida summer, miserable to be around
And you remind of a tasteless drummer, doing anything just to make sound
And you remind me of an East side bro with your gym regimen and your tattooed sparrows
And you remind me of a young J. Edgar, yeah a real go-getter, so go get fucked
Okay! Alright! Okay! Alright! Okay. Alright. Well said. Enough.
You remind me of a Florida winter, beautiful but gone so quickly
And you remind me of an awful singer, always trying to find the key
And you remind me of a West side hipster with your fancy cigarettes and your Bukowski literature
And you remind me of a young George W., yeah a real dumb fella, go get that oil
Okay! Alright! Okay! Alright! Okay. Alright. Well said. Enough.
Enough.
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