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Miami
02:31
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It started out as a bet with a friend
When I was seventeen
we didn't have much going on
But then I met you but it's good to know
That you were thirty two.
We went out for a couple of months
And then shit started taking
A turn for the worst
When a guy we trusted faked
His military background.
He said he'd get you in the navy seals
Then he lied to you and your mom
And almost sold you to
The highest bidder.
Ooo
I got back to Miami
You'd been lashing out
For the passed few weeks
We got into a fight
And you smashed my phone
And threw rocks at my dog
Oh oh no.
After we broke up
You wouldn't stop callin me
You showed up to my house
And made a scene in front of
My family, you don't deserve me.
Ooo
You don't deserve me!
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fuckyoutom
01:30
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You don't wanna hear me cuz you never seen me cry
Ask me how I'm doin and you know I'm gonna lie
Expectin me to smile when my life fuckin sucks
I swallowed all my feelings now I'm gonna throw em up.
I'd rather have a ghost than a "Fuck off!"
You can't call us friends when you're the only one who talks
You're kissing me goodbye and you're never calling back
I bottled all my feelings me feelings now I'm gonna have a snack.
Burnin, burnin, burnin, my brain is on fire
Losin all sensation and lackin all desire
You don't understand me, you don't understand me!
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3. |
Tiger On X
03:48
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I wish I never woke up
This life just isn't enough
I'm sick and I'm upset
And I'm afraid that I'll forget
What it feels like, what you look like
What it means to be more than alright
The permanence is killing me
Can't live with this possibility
Cos I'd give anything to be
Back in my car
Side by side
Til we see stars
Is it just to hard
To make it very far
Is life just lived in parts
That always must restart?
I wish I wasn't here alone
I won't survive just talking on the phone
Break my bones and make me bleed
But it's nothing like the misery
Of losing direction, fading connection,
It's missing your presence and your affection
The permanence is killing me
Can't live with this possibility
Cos I'd give anything to be
Back on my roof
Up all night but it's alright
Cos I'm sitting next to you
Is it just to hard
To make it very far
Is life just lived in parts
That always must restart?
Oh don't let my fall asleep again
Oh if I'll wake up without you
Oh don't let me fall asleep again
Oh until we know there's not gonna be
An end.
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4. |
Baguette Song
02:46
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I like going to the park
And drinking with my friends
We go to see the local bands
And jump around the pit
We all love eating lots of bread
A whole baguette at a time
I love my friends we're having fun
But what if it's all a lie?
What if all my friends hate me?
What if I'm not where I'm supposed to be?
Is anything I ever do enough?
Maybe I just really suck.
Now I'm in a local band
And playing with my friends
We're making lots of noise and shit
And people are listening
We've got a thing or two to say
And it's only the start
I love my band we're having fun
But what if it falls apart?
What if everyone hates our music?
What if we play and it just looks stupid?
Is anything we ever do enough?
Maybe we just really suck.
I'm afraid of success
I'm afraid of regrets
I'm afraid of
I'm afraid of
I'm afraid of fucking everything up
I'm afraid of success
I'm afraid of regrets
I'm afraid of
I'm afraid of
I'm afraid of fucking everything up
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5. |
Get Outta My House
02:27
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I woke up in the middle of the night
Your ex came over just to start a fight
You're both screaming right outside my door
Then I hear glass hit the floor
Get outta my house
You can't sleep on the couch
Gross ass mother fucker
Better get your shit together
And just get out
Vintage can of sardines
The fridge is gross you never clean
Get outta my house
I got home at half passed nine
The first thing I smelled was moldy wine
I'm sick of it how did you do that
It's fermented
What the fuck?
What is going on?
What is going on?
What is going on?
What is going on?
Get outta my house
You can't sleep on the couch
Gross ass mother fucker
Better get your shit together
And just get out
Vintage can of sardines
The fridge is gross you never clean
Get outta my house
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