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get high get low
03:08
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we’re servants to our betters, listen and obey
All my friends are in the air, I’m raging with the rain
Manipulate the smallest minds to get to heaven’s gate
People come together, people separate
Trip with me
Allow me to
Get high with me
Get low with you
One more time
Those above will play with us, and build armies beneath
If you feel you’re missing out, you’re in good company
Hours stretch to lifetimes, don’t expect relief
If your passions go unnoticed, you are your own elite
It’s over when it’s over but it’s not over yet
I’ll give you a line that you’ll never regret
The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away
And that’s all I got, all I got to say
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ballad of the beta
02:25
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What I want is what you’ve got and what I’ve got is no chance
But you’re letting me think I’m gonna get somewhere if I act like a gentleman
But you’re looking at me like I mean nothing to you
You’re looking at me like you’re slightly amused
You stop my heart, girl, my hollow heart
And I like it, I like it
Spit me out, I’m only living for you now
Spit me out, why won’t you look this way
Lead me on
I’ll follow
Got nowhere
Else to go
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3. |
gangsta with a cupcake
02:53
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She don’t give recognition
She rests on reservation
Prediction’s preservation
I’m waking with the taste of fear
I’m hanging off the shelf tonight
I’ll hang my head if it’s all right
Let’s all us snot nosed brats unite
And sing about how to get it right
We’ve reproduced successfully
We’ve found no use for empathy
you’re asking what, you’re coughing up
whatever it was you were refraining from
don’t panic, you’re a frequency
just concentrated energy
suffering and worshiping
the crowd that remains is with the liars and the drains
throw off, throw off, throw off your social chains
throw out, throw out, throw out these old clichés
I’ll be seeing you when I reach a higher plain
why can’t we all just live our lives
Why can’t I hold all of these limes
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cry josannah
02:28
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I can’t see in the right directions
Stuck in some dead-end occupation
Who’s calling out now
Who’s bowing down now
Who’s breaking out now
Who’s crawling back now
Hallelujah
Cry Josannah
A change is coming
So say your prayers
All our children will die young
And we’ll mourn them, every one
Eyes wide with insomnia
Looking up for reassurance
When it could be worse is the best you can do
People always leave and I’ll be leaving too
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shelter the psycho
03:28
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I am no quick study
Been reduced to hanging origami
And furniture on your ceiling
I exhale, I exist
High school rebel friend
You’re the culprit
Metamorphosis
How does one surrender everything
All my little schemes
How does one survive so long
Desperate individuality
Found the journals that you write
I’ll sleep with a weapon tonight
I just passed a while ago
So let’s shelter the psycho
In this beautiful spiral
Everything is mystical
In the kingdom of our skulls
We will shelter all we know
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yes i said no
01:57
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Saturday nights are never wasted
Two days is not enough weekend
I gotcha, I gotcha
I’d like to see you smile rather than see you grin
Jezebel, wishing well
Fell under your shiver spell
I gotcha, I gotcha
This was a story
Self pity is a luxury
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