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Worrybot
03:59
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Can't quite make it out but he sounds worried
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Giftwrap
04:31
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Jumping out of my skin again
tear the motherfucker off and begin again
Hang the motherfucker up and
burn the motherfucker down to its essence
(let me finish this sentence)
What could I have been if being who I am was allowed
Who could I become if I became what I’m supposed to be right now
Figure it out
Don’t let my ID define me
Don’t let my ID define me
Opening up the present
I’m the gift I give myself
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3. |
Dove in Flight
04:12
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A thousand days
Or one, or two
Who notices
Who knows but you
Watched you slow, then stunt, then shrink up
Cut off from light and love
Just us was not enough
With each heartbeat, the world seems darker
Nothing ends, it only changes
Birds southbound one-way on the wing
Broke backs on a pointless thing
Breaking ground that won’t see spring
With each heartbeat, the world seems darker
Nothing ends, it only changes
Hope they treat you nice out there
Hope you remember how to fly
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4. |
Exit Only
03:51
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Cursed both with gods and masters
Wake at dark half past to kiss the bastards asses
Never sated, just get sadder, never full, just fatter
Run myself ragged day after day after day after
Whym I not getting any faster
Someone’s getting rich off this and it’s not you
Subscribed but never read, loved but don’t remember
Summer sucked dicks, but now here comes November
Giving birth or taking a shit
It’ll hurt but it’s gonna be worth it
Part you were born to play but you can’t rehearse it
The shit rolls one way and you can’t reverse it
We’ll be ok but you might hurt a bit
Told you don’t disturb the dirt but then you
Had to go unearth it
You knew you knew better, you worked and earned it
Like I said it’ll hurt but it’s gonna be worth it
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5. |
Road to Olympus
03:35
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Hole in my head where love lived
Still know the words alright
But the tune escapes me
Every day its own echo
Dread from the get-go
Penned in, fed medicine
Let the terror in
Fight the fight you’re doomed to win
There go our plans, I guess
Probably for the best
Couldn’t bear the guilt of feeling good
There go our heads I guess
With the weight lifted
Comes relief and rest
Drag me up to the mountain
Bless my spirit and say
A little word for me, throw a little dirt on me
Leave my bones where they lay
Leave my bones where they lay
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6. |
Summer People
03:03
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Fucked up
Or something adjacent
Discontent and impatient
Change my location
Stray from the basement
Get in motion, head for the ocean
Maintain my displacement
Work here's done
I'm redundant
So train my replacement
Summer people, stealing the scene, in line to feed the machine
Summer people, unburdened and free (here's why I'll never be)
1/too weak to fight, too stupid to run
2/not cool enough for anyone as cool as you
3/you measure yourself against me
4/not bothered, only botheror
We could be in love, we could have it all, we could get our due
All it'd take is a little bit of giveashit, but that's a lot to ask of you
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