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How do you expect to stay low down
when your feet never touch the ground?
Drop out skip town to a better tomorrow.
Your phone reflects off dilated eyes
your favorite color's gone from green to white
A rested mind won't kill your sorrows.
My advice, I know you hate it.
It's just that I'm afraid that
some day you're going to hope in your car
and you won't get very far
We were wrong, it's not your fault
Hey, blurry music colors up the haze
the memories begin to fade
repeated days, you're getting less excited.
Gone, this new feeling doesn't feel like fun,
wide awake until the early dawn,
later on, you romanticize it.
Small dots, they glow and glisten
they descend into your system
a million sparks go off, and then the
buzz's luster's lost
We were wrong, it's not your fault
Small dots, they glow and glisten
they descend into your system
a million sparks go off, and then the
buzz's luster's lost
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You can be the teary-eyed teen and I will be your idol
I did not mean to suck up all your time
we'll never get married, you'll never be my bride
but I wouldn't mind hanging out on a Saturday night
How much time did you reserve to fantasize
only to be shot down by those words of mine
but there's no way in hell I will apologize
for being a homosexual
I don't respond anymore
I know I don't even have to look
I can't respond anymore
you fucking blocked me on Facebook
I became aware of the situation through a series of whispers
your friends though it was fun to whisper to my sister
I took it with a grain of salt, like "I will be forgotten"
I was brought to a halt when I found that I was not
I really like your Lorde tee shirt but I don't keep tabs on what you wear
We finally got the nerve to discuss what was there
It was cool with you, I thought we had gone back,
I was quite confused when I found out that
I don't respond anymore
I know I don't even have to look
I can't respond anymore
you fucking blocked me on Facebook
You can be the teary-eyed teen and I will be your idol
etc.
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Tolerance
05:26
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Don't you love Summertime?
Especially those nights
when you go for a ride
and you nearly die
because you lied
about being high
I was sure we would collide
I held on for life
My relationship with you is purely one of tolerance
if I could dissociate with you I would do it in an instance
but as fate would have it I am going to be here for a while
I don't want to deal with trouble so I'll wave and wear a smile
(you used to call me on my cell phone)
Don't you love those kids
who can wave limp wrists
add a well placed lisp
now we're in business
you want to be different
have groups of token friends
a life of tortured bliss
you informed activist
my relationship etc
You love to tweet
you love to watch TV
you love Duck Dynasty
Your love is free
You love to be seen
you love the shit that's cheap
you love eternally
temporarily
my relationship etc
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4. |
to _____ and ________
03:12
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Dear _____ and ________
you have what I could never get
so _____ and ________
you have what I need
Deat _____ and ________
you have the courage that
I don't possess.
All my life
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Pangea 2
04:44
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Walking down the streets with our heads
lifted high and mighty we're the
best that's ever gazed upon this
shitshow excuse for a city
our black clothing, bright stigmata
pale and rosy goddesses are
looking down upon the streets
with unabashed pity now
what's the catalyst for the continental drift?
I tried to write you a song about Pangea
When we kissed each other on the
face I saw the face of every
passerby look at us with disdain and
their disgust when I walked
back to my old car the eyes of
every passing bearded man caused
me to wonder if my teeth would
wind up on the cold pavement
I'm the catalyst for the continental drift.
I tried to write you a song about Pangea
I could try to blame it on the
situation we were placed in
but that doesn't satisfy the
questions that I ask myself
I don't know what I was thinking I
wish I were not serpentine I
wish that there were some way I could
tell you that I am so sorry
I'm sorry
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