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The J-Walking Dead
03:22
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I crossed the road like the J-walking dead
Eyes glued to my phone, not a worry in my head
I make mistakes most of us do
But I’d rather be nothing than something I have to constantly prove
I lied when I said life was easy for a working-class college kid
To be honest I haven’t honest rest since 2006
I waste away, getting okay grades,
I’m on the dean's list but I’m still working night shift
I’m almost done I can finally say
But I’m too scared of the future to admit I won’t go back someday
I watched the skyline take a bite of the moon
That semicircle tried to roll away as it succumbed to its wounds
Now there’s a coldness in these midwestern states
I used to like the distance but now I can’t remember your face
Or remember the taste
Or even know your name
So now I shop local and try to expect
That the things that haven’t happened
Maybe just haven’t happened yet
And I want to believe that we are more than what we’d expect
I don’t wanna believe this is as good as it gets
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Fuck Around
02:44
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I’m your dog
I’ve got your noose around my neck
I’m the teacher’s favorite pet
But regrets don’t pay my rent
I am the gum
I am stuck under your shoe
I stick with me and I stick to you
I’ve got nothing left to lose
Fuck around and find out why
I’m attached to detachment
Afraid of my actions
Suicidally aware of the
Shit that I track in
Get high in the basement
Fall flat on the pavement
I want to go back to
When I was complacent
I’m a tree
Falling solo in the woods
This flimsy ego can’t be good
No one hears me when they should
And my brain
The speed limit I ignore
The friends I meet on tour
Can’t keep track of anymore
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3. |
Suite No. 2330
03:20
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I don’t really know what you’re saying to me
Except for the words that your brother repeats
ahuh ahuh ahuh go on
And I don’t really want you to leave
But the show is over and your band is peacing
Ahuh ahuh ahuh ahuh
Will I see you later at Kit’s house?
Haven’t felt a crush this hard since Cole Sprouse
But he’s in shitty Netflix series
And you are sitting right next to me
And for some reason, now, I can’t speak
My tongue is glued to my teeth
I don’t really need a man to wing
I just a duet when the chorus sings ahuh
We can kick it once your brakes are fixed
Hug me from behind that's the cutest shit ahuh
Will I see you later at Kit’s house
Haven’t felt a crush this hard since Cole Sprouse
But he’s in a shitty Netflix series
And you are sitting right next to me
And for some reason, now, I can’t speak
My tongue is glued to my teeth
To my teeeeeeeeth
You say you don’t like macho guys
Well I think I think I think you’ve got pretty eyes
You say you don’t like macho guys
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Wally and Gus
03:09
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I would want to be like Wally and Gus
Getting in fights, then making up
Wouldn’t want to live with this knife in my head
To live without you, I’d rather be dead
Would want to be like Wally and Gus
Getting in fights but then making love
Don’t want to live with this knife in my head
Live without you I’d rather be dead
Rather be dead 3x
You don’t choose to love who you love,
love chooses you love chooses 4x
You
Love chooses you 3x
(Love chooses)
I would want to be like Wally and Gus
Getting in fights then making up
Wouldn’t want to live with this knife in my head
To live without you, I’d rather be dead
Wouldn’t want to be like Wally and Gus
When they make fights but when they make love
Wouldn’t want to live with this knife in my head
To lay next to you, asleep in my bed
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Sleep
01:24
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All I know is that I lied,
Give an exacerbated sigh and lay my head down to the curb
In hopes that some big boot might stomp me out
The reaper waits for me,
Three magic words I’ll be set free but there’s no room for him and me
In this studio apartment in my head
It’s heating up,
From all the space I can’t take up it’s like a hole inside my chest
From which nothing can sustain me
I’m such a drag,
To all my friends their parties never seem to end
So I’ll walk home and not let sleep escape me
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6. |
Homemade Ghosts
03:06
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Plastic bags clinging to the highway trees
Like homemade ghosts on Halloween
Not as scary as you’d think
I’m looking like somebody’s dad
Seated in a beanbag chair
They’ll wonder why I’m even here
Getting too old for this scene
You’ll take the long way home
And I’ll forget to silence my phone
And I won’t be joining you for dinner,
No I’ll eat alone
Old habits they breed like fucking rabbits
By now you’d think I’d had it
With so many mouths to feed
And the gum stuck under your shoe
Is starting to despise you
And all the teeth you lie through
Why can’t you let me be
You’ll take the long way home
And I’ll forget to silence my phone
And I won’t be joining you for dinner,
No I’ll eat alone
(shuffle break)
You’ll take the long way home
And I’ll forget to answer my phone
And You won’t be joining me for dinner,
No you’ll eat alone
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Chloe
02:48
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My back two pockets fit two beers
Like two sockets fit my eyes
Like how Catholics speak in tongues
Like a shoe that’s just my size
Oh, Chloe, why do you have to live so far away?
It’s only a few more months till you and Sonya are here to stay
Till then I’ll be wasting away on the couch like every day
JUST GIVE ME SOMETHING TO DO
Don’t be so afraid of what you need to say
As if it’s just for them to be so fucking cruel
Learn to make time for yourself check up on your mental health
Because we all know caring is cool
(CARINGS COOL)
Oh Chloe why do you always give the best advice?
I’m finally starting to suck it up and love my life
You know I’d be dead without my friends by my side
A best friend is not what I expected to find
But sure enough, when shit gets rough you’re right by my side
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8. |
Dennis
04:29
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No more clever thoughts
I've been smoking too much just to turn my brain off
And I lost it
I regret
The stuff I said to myself that night was full of shit
I finally lost it
Raise a glass
Wear the mask
No one will ask you if you’re fine
You won’t have to tell them you’re not fine
2x
Like a kiss on the cheek like best friends holding hands
Don’t wanna burden you with all the things I don’t understand
Dennis you
Give me no easy explanation
Wearing down my tired patience
Your black beady eyes
Staring into space
I lost my nerve, slammed the curb into my face
Raise a glass
Wear the mask
No one will ask you if you’re fine
You won’t have to tell them you’re not fine
2x
Like a kiss on the cheek like best friends holding hands
Don’t wanna burden you with all the things I don’t understand
I still think back
On what you said
I think community is the best chance we have left
To fix this
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I am not the type to fight to prove you’re wrong when I think I’m right
The righteousness that fills my mind is that I am yours and you are mine
But not so possessively, often more poetically like
I’m a vine and you’re a tree both growing exponentially
I think this could be the comfort we’ve been seeking
The company we kept and still are keeping
The glances we share in the late evening
Are you dishing out the signals I’m receiving
Now I’m stuck conjuring up some self-esteem to fill my gut
The caffeine from my coffee cup has been less of a pick-me-up
I’m off to school at 8 am then to work and then off again
Driving south to play a show I see your face smiling front row
I think this could be the comfort we’ve been seeking
Busy bees relentlessly believing
If we can ditch ourselves for just one evening
We finally make sense of all this bleeding
I am not the type to fight to prove you’re wrong when I think I’m right
The righteousness that fills my mind is we can leave the past behind
Not so obsessively but often more poetically
Like I’m the hook and you’re the lead we’re just filling in the space we need
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10. |
May 30th, 2020
02:24
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Don’t look at me, I don’t know
No, you didn’t hear it from me
If you wanted to live honestly democracy it's not what it seems
Cause we’ve got fascists in the state houses
And we’ve got fascists in the schools
We’ve got fascists in our hearts and minds
So yours and mine might never be free
Until we find a way to finally kill the fascists in we
Cause we’re all capable of evil
As we’re all capable of good
The ways we live define the means we get,
You know we’d get by some way else if we could
Sometimes existence is a prison
And personal bias is a weapon
And those with differing complexions still receive the brunt of brutality
These structures of violence do not want anyone to be free
Activism once defined
As just existence in your own skin
Turned into a battle cry, neighbors joining hands,
No Justice No Peace
From people looking down at people on the ground,
No Justice No Peace
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11. |
Awful House
03:10
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Mile up the hill the boulder chases me down again
Fighting over things we can’t control
Rocks and stones they place in pushing us down again
Apathy will finally take its toll
Don’t touch me I’m a liar (Don’t touch me, don’t touch me)
I’ll set your house on fire (Don’t touch me, don’t touch me)
2x
Mile up the hill the boulder chases us down again
Crying over things we can’t control
Rocks and stones they place in pushing us down again
Apathy will finally take its toll
Don’t touch me I’m a liar (Don’t touch me, don’t touch me)
I’ll set your house on fire (Don’t touch me, don’t touch me)
2x
I choose to be a voice for those who must stay silent
Out of fear, oppression, or threats of senseless violence
Those who choose to profit off lies will never tell the truth
Until the guns on them too
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12. |
No Future
01:16
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There is no future, there is no future like the past
Good times, they aren’t meant to last and they aren’t even good
The rights, the social progress that you fight for slips away
I’m afraid we’ll never see the day
But sometimes life can find a way
Into our miserable, misanthropic, overanalyzing pocket
Change for the world in which we’d choose to live
I don’t know what I’ve been doing to occupy these desperate moments
But one day or another the dams gonna have to give
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13. |
You Will Not Destroy Me
08:00
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This is an apology
I’m not so sure you’ll ever need
I don’t know what to believe
These days my mind is not at ease
I’m plagued with thoughts that won’t let up
Of all the space I’m taking up
My queer friends taught me to be strong
But I’m weaker than I let on
If eggshells could cut our feet like glass
That would make sense of the blood our path
Sitting on the fence, it doesn’t make you wise
Celebrate the courage of those who look their monsters in the eye
and say
You will not destroy me
I won’t let you
I won’t let you
But if eggshells could cut our feet like glass
That could make sense of the blood our path
Sitting on the fence, it doesn’t make you wise
Celebrate the courage of those who look their monsters in the eye
and say
You will not destroy me
I won’t let you
I won’t let you
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Dana Skully and the Tiger Sharks Indianapolis, Indiana
Indianapolis, IN dream pop punk to make ur brain cry.
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