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22
02:23
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I’m just 22
I don’t mind dying
Been through ‘nough already
In my room
A world so small
Unlike those work halls
Gone are my posters
Friends unannounced
Acquaintances who never did pounce
Tracing sheetrock cracks
Lying on the couch
With a bad cotton mouth
I’m just 22
I don’t mind dying
Been through ‘nough already
Cohen’s songs spin
Record jackets decay
Reminds me of ageing
Bowie couldn't stay
Hello 22 Hello Dying
What more can you throw at me?
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Outta Sight!
03:46
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You be happy in nothing but your own skin
but your're not
So make a note that freedom sells
All of your life you have lived to live and love
a doughy retail happiness
Please try to show me... what the hell's the problem man?
Guess you could say that we're oblivious
To these things that are, vanished
Can you believe that I'm stuck here in my own mind
I'm trying dammit
And then I think...
Life is incredible but the worst is yet to come
Vacations, lazy people, bitching in the baking sun
Surfs up, Ma halo man! wonder if you
Take time take a break to think of me.
Either way i take a drink sinking to the brink of me
(Pathetic co-dependent whore).
There are some days where I can't see the reason why
Blue eyes are vacant
Remembering I was exactly like them once
So damn complacent
High noon, bathes children of the light
Others shadowed, no shadow cast in sight
Out of sight and out of mind
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Cry Someday
04:31
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It was February/ when we crossed paths
In that hidden cafe/ hiding our past
200 I bet / she hasn’t cried yet
She’ll cry someday
Veins at the seems/ by the end
Our talk conjures/ gone outbursts
I couldn’t even vent/ she hasn’t cried yet
She’ll cry someday
Families doing well/ so I’ve been told
Stalked her new boyfriend/ planting lingerie
With his suburbia bent/ she hasn’t cried yet
She’ll cry someday
No licks, no fists
Were ever given
No tears, no fears
Were ever in tandem
You can’t escape pain
By sitting and reading
Oversized sofas/ loveseat flings
One off brunches/ meet again and say
Our past in bullets/ she hasn’t cried yet
She’ll cry someday
I’ve found some/ lost some to
Been past my neck/ been stabbed blue
Someday you’ll regret/ she hasn’t yet
She’ll cry someday
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Dreamer
03:16
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Nothing ever happens
When you're asleep
Been wondering what the hell
You've done to me
You say you're a dreamer
Who doesn't dream
You can't shut it off
Allow yourself to breathe
I wrote a letter the other day
Friends are moving on and on away
Get this feeling I'm here today
We may all be gone, gone away
Gone, gone away, gone
Not coming back
Not tired, not so level headed
And I try
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High Turnover Seattle, Washington
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