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Social Progress
03:27
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Hundreds of friends according to my status, I’m a social god I’m leaning left I’m stuck in the past
Happy because you liked my photo, hungry so I’m going postal, give me all your attention
I’ve got anxiety depression, takes me, but it’s fine because this weekend I’ll update my old blog
I’m aching, debating all the things in my head that make me so sick
I’m yearning, blaming the industry because I’m not learning, devoted to maintaining this shtick
Brutal, this world is so outrageous, Hatred, let me voice my opinion, uploading to youtube.com
Gorgeous, she’s an ugly diva, Putrid, My followers must see this, Art makes me feel like I am a frog
Swipe right, swipe left until my fingers bleeding, I don’t trust you because you’re not me…
I’m aching, debating, all the things in my head that make me so sick,
I’m yearning, hearts burning, from gluten free deep fried waffle crisp
Diet, until you see my rib cage, steroids, until my veins just pop babe, I need you to know that I’m extreme,
Bloated, from these kettle cooked chips, toasted, from this purple kush, I’m ripped apart like all of your dreams,
No job, cuz it’s best to live free, Travel, I want to die before 33, look look look look at me!
I’m aching, debating, all the things my head that make me so sick,
I’m yearning, concerning, in a few more years I’ll be a scientist.
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I bought all this beer, for all my shitty friends and they’re not here well what is wrong with them
I can’t stand these dudes, I can’t stand these sounds, I hate all these portraits in the hallway of your mom’s house that we burned down
I’m so sick of trying, to obtain your respect, You didn’t invite to your house party what about your wedding is that next?
How could I be so naïve, to have let you in, I bought a keg for you assholes and then you locked me out again!
Well I, I, I, don’t want to drink until I puke no more cuz I’m doing fine
Staying sober, you’re hungover, I’ve just been skating all day and you can call me a loser,
But I don’t care, no I don’t care cuz I can smile when I wake up and I’m still alive,
No I don’t care, oh I don’t care, you’re on the road to suicide
I played a show on a Friday and no one showed up so I stayed til closing time and then I got in my truck,
I stopped drinking altogether cuz when I’m drinking alone, I can’t put down that ugly bottle and then punches get thrown
I felt free for a while til the others got home, then I got cast away and started drowning like a skipping stone,
I can’t stand meeting new people cuz they all come and go and theres a smile on the sidewalk from another we don’t know
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Annie
03:46
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Well I sang for your best friends on my living room couch,
I didn't know you back then, I didn't know that I was missing out,
The first time we danced in the irish pub, the live band they would not give up,
Your smile was a blessing and you're so pure, I didn't know I made a mistake coming with her
If I could go back to that day,
And get back one last dance with you sweet annie,
I'd jump on stage and steal that guitar,
so I could sing a song from the heart
We live so far away and words don’t seem to resonate
But on the off chance that I see you I’ll try to save the date
Text messages don’t work like the sounds from your lips
as we’re sitting at the burger joint and we’re drunk as piss
If I could go back to that day,
And get back one last dance with you sweet annie,
I'd jump on stage and steal that guitar,
so I could sing a song from the heart
I know that love can’t come from drinking but your friendships a gift, you keep up with me when we’re chirping nothing better than this
No your friends look at you weird cuz they don’t want to get fat,
but you love your double cheeseburger theres no need to adapt
If I could go back to that day,
And get back one last dance with you sweet annie,
I'd jump on stage and steal that guitar,
so I could sing a song from the heart
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January, Last Year
03:15
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Hippopoticrite
02:50
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The Birds and the...
05:10
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