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At least your parents don't buy you everything.
What of your kids, then? They bought all your cds.
When you do what they
Want you have to do what
They want every time
It's a good feeling, but
I bet you're missing something
There's gum stuck on the back seat
It's for the glory. It's making life easy.
And it's still so hard to come in from the yard.
To a loving bed
When trading back for it
You feel powerful
Hanging on the head board
Carve it in, "I'm somebody."
Let me do the lording
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A Gil for Smokes
02:23
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What wrong with you?
Every day you're like someone else
On their way out.
The taste of who
I always wanted more of is
Leaving my mouth
Between the cat's teeth, enter the room
It's another you to notice me
Don't notice me
I got too slow
Kicking at a demon or a
Fucking balrog
Time-out to quit
Tell everyone you're better now
Then let them down
I got a baby for my regrets
Her beautiful breathe grazes my chest
Like a record hissing that song,
"I'm pathetic. I don't belong."
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Rocks in the Water
04:54
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There's rocks in the water.
Cold water.
Look at your max hp
And think of how high it used to be
There's rocks in the water.
Hot water.
With bubbles and a drink
Get out, dry off, and feel your heart beat
In your toes and aren't you gross?
Itch and groan.
Itch, twitch, and groan.
There's rocks in the water.
White water.
You're barely in the raft.
And you know it makes me want to laugh.
There's rocks in the water.
Cold water.
And vodka. Time to sleep.
Past time to sleep. Who are you
It's one thing to take comfort in
Other things
And other things
Are a nightmare. Put in a pizza.
Browse the news
For something to jerk off to.
There's nothing for you.
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Less is (not) More
04:36
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So what if you're doing all you can?
Anyone can better if they had the time.
Why not take one small piece of your cake?
Put it away.
Take it one bite at a time.
Then you can finish something.
You'll have grown perfect in waiting.
And easier to understand.
Try to play innocent
To the beautiful visions you have
They'll make you fat.
Forget about what's good for you.
How much can I get out of it?
Someone said it.
Sit on it in the bathroom.
Thn you can finish one thing.
While congratulating
Our boy, put our hands in
His nasty pocketses.
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Doctor Parent Shopping
03:02
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They paid for you to get away
And now you're a bad aftertaste.
You did a stint with the working class.
Got to feeling like such a hard ass.
So Bad.
They must have never wanted you.
You made them such a customer
And they made you such a product
Full of so much shitty content.
For the drugs, you got the grades
And the best bod in your own place.
God, it really sucked going home.
How will you ever watch your tone?
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Windhaven
04:48
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You don't want to see what I've held on to.
Don't ask. You'll think I hate you.
Don't let me near you.
I don't want to have time
For a social life.
I want so much integrity
That it hurts everybody.
And I'll dishonor myself with it.
While you're afraid to admit
That I'm not stupid.
I don't want to blame you
When you're a statue
Behind a statue. I'll be tight.
I've still got a song to write.
Since I was never all so great,
I was easy to replace.
Oh my god. Even I want to buy it.
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Suppose I should care what you've done wrong?
You don't want to be known for that.
Sometimes you suck, but we got along.
There's nothing wr ong with a safe distance.
I can forgive.
I never had a right not to forgive
When the smell I left in your guestroom
Is stuck in my he d for a life time.
I couldn't afford a care from you.
You should've seen me from the inside.
In the body
I wanted or the body I didn't want.
I can forgive.
I've never had the time not to forgive.
But my world shifts
And everyone is so full of shit.
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Stone Wings
05:02
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In a gargoyle's grasp,
Stone wings flap.
Weightless. Petrified. I'm so high
Now that I fly.
Like smoke. Like ash inside us.
We can't be broken.
We can't be broken apart
Like all the casualties that came before us.
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