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E-Cigs
02:29
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Stay up on the weekend
Sleep it off on Sunday
Found out it was Monday
Eskimo kisses
Silver sundresses
You'll figure out the mess you're in
You wanted to impress them
Got into Mac DeMarco
Started doing e-cigs
Then you sat through Donnie Darko
Eskimo kisses
Quarantine dresses
But you think you know what this is
And you'll probably just regret it
One, two, three, four, I declare a kiss war
Five, six, seven, eight, try to keep your mouth straight
Call time out because I never wanna make it back home
One, two, three, four, I declare a sex war
Five, six, seven, eight, this'll be a piece of cake
Kill me now, I never wanna make it back home
Living for the weekend
Fall apart Friday
You wanna be Magenta
But you haven't quite decided
She said she's got a girlfriend
You said, "Then should we stop this?"
She's holding back from laughing
But you're too naive to notice
One, two, three, four, I declare a kiss war
Five, six, seven, eight, try to keep your mouth straight
Call time out because I never wanna make it back home
One, two, three, four, I declare a sex war
Five, six, seven, eight, this'll be a piece of cake
Kill me now because I never wanna make it back home
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2. |
Toxique
03:33
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A switch in paradigm as the paint leaks into your mind
You try to sleep it off in bed but she won't just leave your head
Sa toxique joie de vivre crache feu et bleu nuit givre
Rouge bombe lettres a son porte, chaque volent son aorte
I don't want you, I don't need you, I am better off without you
So why, why should I care at all?
It's been a bumpy ride purging you out of my mind
I try too hard sometimes releasing all the anger inside
And it comes and it comes again
I hope that things will work out in the end
It's been a bumpy ride purging you out of my mind
I try too hard sometimes releasing all the anger inside
So throw away my pride, purging you out of my mind
I'll try too hard this time, dear God I hope I'll change my mind
You are the only part of me that I don't hate
From the bottom of my heart to the top of my lungs
A shift in paradigm as the blood leaks out of your mind
You reach for the override but it's too late to save your life
I don't want you, I don't need you, I am better off without you
So why, why fucking care at all?
It's been a bumpy ride purging you out of my mind
I try too hard sometimes releasing all the anger inside
So throw away my pride, bleeding you out of my mind
I'll try too hard this time, dear God I hope I'll change my mind
I don't want you
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Purple Passion
04:12
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Danny was walking to school one morning when he noticed something he'd never seen before.
Danny didn't know his actions
When Danny played Purple Passion
Now Danny won't have a mattress
Danny needs to count his rations
Just wait 'til your father hears about this
Wait 'til your father hears about this
Wait 'til your father hears about this
Wait 'til your father hears about this
Danny sat down in his chair in his first period class and scraped the chewing gum off the bottom of his desk
Nothing's the matter
It doesn't matter
Nothing's the matter
It doesn't matter
Just wait 'til your father hears about this
Wait 'til your father hears about this
Wait 'til your father hears about this
Wait 'til your father hears about this
Danny went home with a black eye and a large purple bruise across his left cheek. The principal decided that he'd tripped.
Nothing's the matter
It doesn't matter
Nothing's the matter
It doesn't matter
Nothing's the matter
It doesn't matter
Nothing's the matter
It doesn't matter
Danny wasn't feeling like himself anymore. He laid in bed and thought about what he'd done. He closed his eyes and went to sleep.
Someday…
Someday…
Someday…
When Danny woke up he was a different person. He just felt different, but he couldn't tell why.
Danny didn't check his feet
Danny tried to cross the street
Danny didn't look both ways
Danny had a messy day
Just wait 'til your father hears about this
Wait 'til your father hears about this
Wait 'til your father hears about this
Wait 'til your father hears about this
Thirty minutes later the ambulance arrived. Hope was already fleeting by the time the paramedics found his cold, stiff body.
Nothing's the matter
It doesn't matter
Nothing's the matter
It doesn't matter
Nothing's the matter
It doesn't matter
Nothing's the matter
It doesn't matter
Danny lay in silence in the hospital wing. On the ceiling he saw his reflection, and his eyes were closed.
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4. |
Hypotension
04:25
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You say it's wrong
Always stuck in a place where you just don't belong
But you're just too scared
It'll catch her off guard and she won't be prepared
But she's all you've got
She keeps thinking you're something you keep knowing you're not
I'd say it's time
That you take a step back to keep track of the lies
You say it's strange
Can't tell if you're mental or just coming of age
And she's on the line
But you're biding your tongue, just wasting your time
On empty words
That you've already said and that she's already heard
And you say it's wrong
We're all stuck in a world where we just don't belong
I'm here, you're there, she's near, you're scared, I don't know
I'm here, you're there, she's near, you're scared, I don't know
Don't bide your time, you'll be just fine anyway
Secrets are not lies but habits with time become intent
I'll believe in anything you say
I'll believe in anything you say
I'll believe in anything you say
I'll believe in anything you say
I'll believe in anything you say
I'll believe in anything you say
I'll believe in anything you say
I'll believe in anything you say
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5. |
Two for Flinching
02:36
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I'm the biggest loser in the Virgo Supercluster
I gather up my strength but it's too much for me to muster
I see you lick your lips all full of honey, milk, and custard
But I'm the biggest loser in the Virgo Supercluster
I'm the biggest loser in the Virgo Supercluster
I gather up my strength but it's too much for me to muster
And if she told the truth you know I never would've fucked her
Now I'm the biggest loser in the Virgo Supercluster
I'm the biggest loser in the Virgo Supercluster
We played a game of Clue; you know I'm always Colonel Mustard
I ran from the conservatory, grabbed my knife, and cut her
Now I'm the biggest loser in the Virgo Supercluster
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6. |
Island Gigantism
03:50
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I've been a traveler, but this is where I meet my fate? A cruel twist of irony, to be away for so long, then to return only to find that my own motherland will become the ultimate location of my demise
If I were watching the situation from the third person I suppose I'd be laughing right about now. But I'm not laughing.
I see shadows surround me. I see them travel through photographs and telephone wires, they circle like vultures to a choir: a choir of convoluted liars.
No one else can see them but me, but I know they're there. I see them glaring down at me from fourteenth-story windows as I walk down Fayetteville Street, humming to some distant, dissonant primal tune with no distinguishable notes or cadence.
I see shadows surround me. I see them travel through photographs and telephone wires, they circle like vultures to a choir: a choir of convoluted liars.
I see shadows surround me. I see them travel through photographs and telephone wires, they circle like vultures to a choir, to a choir of convoluted liars.
She doesn't need me
She doesn't need me
She doesn't need me
When she's sleeping
She doesn't need me
When she's sleeping
She doesn't need me
When she's sleeping
She doesn't need me
When she's sleeping
She doesn't see me
When she's dreaming
She doesn't need me
When she's sleeping
She doesn't see me
So why don't you never change?
I see shadows surround me. I see them travel like photographs and telephone wires. I see them preaching like vultures to a choir. I see the- a choir of convoluted liars
I see shadows surround me. I see them travel through photographs and telephone wires, they circle like preaching to a choir, to a choir of convoluted liars.
She doesn't need me
When she's dreaming
She doesn't need me
When she's breathing
She doesn't see me…
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7. |
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03:57
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8. |
Leslie Burke
01:46
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A year ago today you threw your life away
But everyone's a critic so I guess it's okay
And you are the only part of me I don't hate
And every time I sigh or take a moment to reply
My devastating secret is you're still on my mind
And you are the only part of me…
You're right inside my head awakening the dead
And when I go to sleep you're waiting in my bed
And you are the only part of me I don't hate
I'm losing track of time; I'm running out of lies
I can't control your actions: I can't control what's not mine
And you are the only part of me…
I guess that we can say we went our separate ways
They put you in a grave a year ago today
And you are the only part of me I don't hate
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9. |
Five Inch Heels
03:53
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So, there you are at their party uninvited, but you thought you'd come anyway, just because they don't know you. They don't need to. They can tell that you're out of breath, insecure, problematic, enigmatic. You'll slip up on your words again. There it goes, with the music, systematic, so you locked yourself in the bathroom.
So, there you are, start the music, start to panic, as your start barreling through space, in a car, in a glass box, with no seatbelt, and what could possibly go wrong? Watch yourself–you've been drinking, hardly breathing. I guess karma will have its say when the night starts to waver and unravel. I won't bet on your safe return.
Why is the white wine red?
Why can't I leave my head?
Where were you when you said,
"I wish that I was dead"
Cold bodies thaw in bed.
Why is the white wine red?
Why is the white wine red?
Why can't I leave my head?
Where were you when you said,
"I wish that I was dead"
Cold bodies thaw in bed.
Why is the white wine red?
Why is the white wine red?
Why can't I leave my head?
Where were you when you said,
"I wish that I was dead"
Cold bodies thaw in bed.
Why is the white wine red?
Why is the white wine red?
Why can't I leave my head?
Where were you when you said,
"I wish that I was dead"
Cold bodies thaw in bed.
Why is the white wine red?
Why is the white wine red?
Why can't I leave my head?
Where were you when you said,
"I wish that I was dead"
Cold bodies thaw in bed.
Why is the white wine red?
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10. |
Jet Lag
03:21
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You say it's wrong,
Stuck in a life where you just don't belong
You're just a bit scared
It'll catch her off guard and she won't be prepared
She's all you've got
But she keeps thinking you're something you keep knowing you're not
I'd say it's time
You just take a step back to keep track of your lies
How queer, how strange,
You can't tell if you're mental or just going insane
She's on the line,
Girlfriend at the end and she is starting to cry
On empty words
That you've already said and that we've already heard
And maybe it's wrong,
We're all trapped in a world where we just don't belong
You're such a mess
As you dance to a song you should've given a rest
But this is new
You've never felt so alive, you can't believe this is you
And she's over there
Recovering from the talk that you had on the stairs
But what's the use?
There's nowhere else you can go; you've got nothing to lose
Jet lag, brain freeze,
Forgot you left the tap running, now it's up to your knees
As angels fell they sang,
"Your body should be a temple, not a solitary sell,
So let's rearrange,
Break every bone in your body, snap you back into shape"
If she could see
That behind your new skin you're still the same underneath
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11. |
Bed Head
08:33
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You're thinking in your head you
Wish you would've stayed in bed but
You're here because they made you
That's great; don't let them change you now
I want to get to you somehow just to say
Everything will be okay
But you've always got me scared, scared. scared
There'll always be somebody there, there, there,
To pick you up when you fall at all
You've got me scared, scared, scared
There'll always be somebody there, there, there,
To pick you up when you fall
And it won't be me
Trade a week for another year and you say,
"What the hell am I doing here?"
You say breathing is just a burden
Somehow your head just won't stop hurting now
I want to get to you right now and say
Everything will be okay
But you've always got me scared, scared. scared
There'll always be somebody there, there, there,
To pick you up when you fall at all
You have me scared, scared, scared
There'll always be somebody there, there, there,
To pick you up when you fall
And it won't be me
And every day you tell yourself you'll finally set your feelings free
And every night I tell myself I'll finally set my feelings free
But I still feel everything: every stop of beating in your heart
I just don't know where to start.
[the melody that I've heard in my head my whole life when I cry]
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