1. |
looking for gold
02:37
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last night, don't wanna talk about it
said some words, then started shoutin'
oh someday i bet we'll laugh about it
but until then i don't wanna hear one single damned word.
i guess we're just overrated
trivial and too complacent
oh god i hate that i fuckin' hate this
roamin' around the streets just lookin' for gold
paralyzed and so frustrated
typical me don't think i'll make it
but do i even have the right to a happy life?
just roamin' around the streets forgetting to say please
spent all night over-thinking
the future me and all the reasons
we're supposed to know just what we'll be
but i figure i'll just end up disappointing you
but, i hope you know, that's not what i wanna do. do. do-do.
bah. bah. bah-da.
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2. |
damsel in distress
02:58
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i feel like such a jerk, on some pedestal
turning up my nose.
as if i know best, like i'm some better man
it's just another rant.
i guess it's all a joke, wanna change my name
try and start again.
i'm feelin' pretty tired of always bein' right
guess i never learn.
i'm better off at home. i'm better off alone.
i'm better off locked up. i'm better off afraid.
i'm better off ignored. i'm better off away.
god, i'm such a wreck, can't make up my mind
i try and try and try....
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3. |
rant #2
03:29
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i think i talk too much maybe it's not enough
it feels like i'm out of line
problems only occur after i've said some words
but why... can't things just go right?
i waste all my time pretendin' i'm fine but i know
that's just some truce
bouts of epiphany they lead me to believe
hey... what have i got to lose?
see i wake up daily and think maybe just maybe to
day i'll make a change for good
been comparin' myself to some subjective standards of peers
oh how wrong that may be
cause you'll see yeah
you'll see
waste all their passions to be on that t.v. screen
buy all their faith with their low interest credit cards
brag to their friends about how it was on sale
talk to themselves when they know someone's around
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4. |
inside jokes
03:58
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25 and i'm feeling so old, used to be 17 never thought i'd lose cool
well it just goes to show, i'm not in control.
all the memories i have increase proportionally with the summer heat
and i regret letting all that time just go.
rememberin' all the stupid things we did as kids, but there's no shame
see that's how i know that we really lived.
never really tried to plan ahead, yeah, couldn't care less what the future held
see, i was just tryna hang out with my friends.
and if i had the chance, i would do it again.
wasting time won't get you by, you'll never feel the same again.
gettin' jobs and better lives won't change much anything,
you'll still miss those good times.
(even if you're satisfied)
43 and i'm getting so old, used to be 25 never thought i'd leave school,
just goes to show, you should never really quit.
all the memories i have decrease as my friends all leave onto better things
well i hope it wasn't something that i did.
and if i had the chance, i would do it all different.
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5. |
autobiography
01:54
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windblown comes the idea you know
maybe we'ere too well sewn to be opened but i
can't tell looks like some damned old well
drawin' up our own hells that we might sell for some
candle in the scent of laughter
say it can cure cancer me i'm a doubter just plain
downright skeptical about life
its hard to think but sometimes it seems alright
faster the world turns but you say that i'm some
tantrum swept in like a sandstorm
unforeseen and forlorn i was pre-warned i'm still
lonely next to all my family
think there's something wrong with me but its hard to see oh just
wait up what am i afraid of
locked doors or that tough love they're just made up just fuckin'
calm down beat me to the punch now
actin like some sad clown but that's how it all ends
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6. |
fg repeats
06:29
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all of my ambitions were conceived in track homes
front yards with sprinklers sort of helped 'em grow
sort of helped me know i'm fine
they say that life is truly linear but that's got me askin'
hey, man, what's with all that cyclic repetition then?
or is nothin' changin'?
there's gotta be something i'm missin'.
through those middle man wireres
i'm feelin' pretty tired, yeah, all those middle man wires
sweatin' over small stuff my biggest problem
after making decisions, don't think i'll ever solve them
i'm just waitin' for some free time so i can think about those
old lines
yeah think about the old times
yeah sing aloud these bad lines
and think about the old times
i could used a good old-fashioned telephone
connected to the wall
know the numbers of my friends' homes so i can make a call....
....but it's all text now.
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doubter Eugene, Oregon
Just a person, really.
Pretty decent.
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