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Telling Lies
00:59
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I've Been Telling Lies I don't Believe
Looking for some sympathy I don't deserve
I've been breaking down I'm losing sleep
Running like rusted machines beyond repair
I'm dragging all you down with me
I'm nothing like you I'll never be
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Skeleton Dreams
01:16
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Cut me up shave down my bones
They've outgrown their stay this aint their home
Skeleton dreams of something different
No word on earth to describe this
Artificial exaggerations
Is that what you really want to be?
Skeleton dreams of something different
No words on earth to describe this
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Dissect Me!
01:38
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I've been going over these scenarios again and again in my head
examining every option and expecting the fucking worst
you may call this over thinking
I just call it being prepared
For the inevitable rejection I face from all of my peers
I'm nothing like you I'll never be
Cut me up dissect me
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South For The Winter
02:02
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Every call is going to the machine
The bills are going right in the trash
The collection agencies can collectively kiss my ass
Ive taking up smoking again
I know this sounds kind of cliche
But im getting fucking sick of this town
And i swear im gonna move to the south
And live by the water on the gulf
Till i die old or just die alone
And ill sing these fucking songs in a bar
To drunks that dont care what they hear
But ill scream until theres blood in their ears
Ill scream
Dont call me
Dont bother to write
Im not leaving my address
(Ill see you when i see you )
Ill see you in another life
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Sleeping On Trains
01:23
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Ladies and gentleman lend me your ears
Ive been down on my luck and
Ive been there for years
If you could spare a dime or two
Sympathy cant pay for food
Smoke it to the filter drink the last drop
Dont waste a thing if its nothing you got
Im turning over every stone
Looking for the key to your home
I live in the subways i live in the parks
In the shadows and alleys Behind the bars
Waiting for your guard to drop
Nothings gonna make me stop
Oh no.
Im begging for something
But i dont know
What i need or what i dont
Im looking for help
But i dont know
Whats wrong with me
i just dont know
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Happy Whatever
02:31
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8. |
All Choked Up
01:13
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I dont wanna feel that weak anymore
Like i'm part of the problem like I need to be cured
I dont need your lies or your bullshit advice
I'll dance on your grave and Ill laugh when you die
And when its said and done I hope that you choke
I'll be laughing when your world burns into ash and smoke
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I hope you struggle to get air
I hope you truly feel despair
Because Everything You've ever done
Has never helped a single fucking person
I hope you choke
To Death
Slow
I hope your life passes you by
Yeah I would to see you cry
As you realize all your friends
And family think that you're a
really shitty person
I hope you choke
To Death
Slow
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Long Island Expressway
03:12
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Ill drive to the edge of long island
and into the ocean and down to the deep
Until all the pressure (until all the pressure)
squeezes the life out of me
Ill climb up the tallest mountain
And wait just to hear your response
To a question that im too afraid to ask
And an answer that i do not want
Just a few more words tonight
Before we go to the end
Are you sure you dont have some questions
Because i have one hundred and one answers for you
I dont think the message explained it too well
Before you jump to anything
Remember the songs that you and i sang
Remember the winter remember the lake
if that doesn't work ill go insane
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