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The Hitch-Hiker
01:33
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I always see you, no matter where I go
Torturing my thoughts, never ever letting go
The idea of being followed, it’s just a fear
And its not that I’m paranoid, cause I swear that I’m not
But just between me and you, and the voices that I hear
Theres gotta be a way out, there’s gotta be a way to make it stop
I know you’re close behind, but I don’t know where
Please just let me be, I promise to forget this whole thing
The idea of being followed, it’s just a fear
And its not that I’m paranoid, cause I swear that I’m not
But just between me and you, and the voices that I hear
Theres gotta be a way out, there’s gotta be a way to make it stop
Please please make it stop.
Why are you following me?
I have no idea who you are
Oh wait a minute yeah I do
You. Are. Me.
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Cogito Ergo Sum
02:04
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Twenty four hours in a day, seven days a week
Fifty-two weeks in a year, but it’s all just the same to me
When I’m in a group or all alone, my mind gets the best of me
I doubt all my doubt, hoping hope will, make it cease to exist
I want a way out, a vacation, to get me, out of, of here
I need a break from, from all this shit, before I, go go, insane
A place I can go, and just fucking breathe, and not get, so so, so choked
I know this place exists, I’ve been there before, but its been, so long, too long
Conversations I have with myself, often lead me astray
Though I find I get the best results by thinking in this way
Between self-reflection and confusion, I can’t stand to feel
If I could shut my brain off, then tomorrow would seem real
I want a way out, a vacation, to get me, out of, of here
I need a break from, from all this shit, before I, go go, insane
A place I can go, and just fucking breathe, and not get, so so, so choked
I know this place exists, I’ve been there before, but its been, so long, too long
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Sleep
02:03
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I woke up this morning with feelings I couldn’t seem to find
People are always telling me that I am one of a kind
But that doesn’t mean shit to me
I JUST WANT TO GO HOME AND FUCKING SLEEP
I get outta my bed and go about my day
Thinking of the night before
With the words you said, they’re on repeat
They’re in my mind with no intention to leave
And with everything inside my head I come to realize that
Nothing, nothing, nothing last forever
I JUST WANT TO GO HOME AND FUCKING SLEEP
And as I walk alone I think to myself “what went wrong?
Was it me? Was it you? What’d I do? Why’d I try?”
And late at night on the drive home
All the memories came and wouldn’t go
And late at night on the drive home
All the memories came and wouldn’t go
I JUST WANT TO GO HOME AND FUCKING SLEEP
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Lonesome George
01:50
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December first 1971
On the island of Pinta a tortoise roamed
Most vegetation was destroyed by goats
Yet still George roamed with nothing but hope
Sole survivor of your species
Geochelone nigra abingdoni
You’re the rarest creature in the world
With a name like that you could get any girl
Oh, Lonesome George
Giant tortoise of Galapagos
You’ve got no one and that’s how it’s been
Listen, George I’ll be your friend
Ten thousand dollars to find you a partner
Its time you stop trying to be a martyr
Sixty to a hundred yet no ones sure
Age is just a number that what I’ve heard
I think its time you became a father
Listen George you don’t have to love her
Come on George step up your game
All the other species are jealous of your name
Oh, Lonesome George
Giant tortoise of Galapagos
You’ve got no one and that’s how it’s been
Listen, George I’ll be your friend
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Insomnolent Memoria
00:49
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Forgetting how to sleep, FUCK I’VE DONE IT AGAIN!
Restlessly struggling doing as much as I can
Pills are fucking stupid and counting sheep’s out
This inability to sleep is stressing me out
Forgetting how to sleep, WILL THIS EVER FUCKING END?
Dreams haunting me keep me awake
Living all the words last sung by Blake
Memories of yesterday keep me awake
You say “Don’t thank me,” but you know I will
You showed me something I only dreamed to ever feel
And maybe one day I’ll feel again, but the taste leaves a sting that proves it true
And not some wishful dream, yeah not some fucking dream from which I bleed.
I’m still connected, it’s all too real
Every ounce of hurt just know I’ll steal
You’ll never have to ask in fact you’ll never even know
And I’m okay with that.
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Wisdom Teeth
01:04
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How can four teeth, cause so much damage,
to my perfect mouth, years of braces.
So much money, for oral surgery,
I think I might, cut them out myself.
Infection rising, gums reddening,
I’ve lost five pounds, eating hurts too much.
Razor blades slashing, pliers prying,
Blood pooling in my throat, I hope I choke.
Never in my life have I felt such pain
Other than that time my heart was mending
Take some pills, numb it all
Have a nice summer, see you this fall
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7. |
Short Circuit
03:00
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Instead of blaming, instead of crying
Hating, bitching, feeling like shit
Instead of lies
Let's get drunk and and pretend like we've done for years
Instead of blaming, instead of crying
Hating, bitching, feeling like shit
Instead of lies
Let's fuck and kiss and feel young
Let's be stupid
For the past and future mean nothing now
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Good luck with the surgery
Everything will be okay
Here’s some flowers from you to me
I’m glad you decided to stay
X marks the spot for the incision
Every day I wake up is another fucking day I have to live in
Pull back the curtain, I prayed it had rained
The sun blinded me, and asked me to accept and welcome change
Every step I try to take
Yields another smile faked
Calloused hands have lost their trace
I found comfort in this place
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