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Why We Suck
01:04
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I don't give a fuck if you're not listening any more. I'm already stuck in this dead end line of work. I don't mind all the nights lying on strangers' floors dreaming of better bands, better days, and better tours, eating shit all the time, nearly dying on every drive, getting fucked by the cops at West Texas border stops. Every day is a series of small heart attacks. There's no way to get off of the railroad tracks. The battery's dead and I can hear that whistle blow. My only regret is that I won't make it to the show. Don't wanna get paid, don't wanna get laid, don't wanna be famous. Just wanna die inside your basement. Just hope you enjoy this fucking trainwreck.
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Where Roses Grow Wild
01:30
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Where will you go when this lease is over? Are you sick of the city life, are you trying to get sober? Will you go back to college or live on a mountain off the grid or get a real job and raise some kids? Where will you go? Where will you go if this tyrant gets elected? Will you move to Europe and join some art collective or get arrested armed for insurrection? All along the empty roads are signs for places you've come from, mistakes you made when you were young. Let's start something new. It doesn't matter we are doomed. The world is vast and calling you.
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Bad Habits
02:34
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Woke up late. Felt like shit. Called out of work with some ill-fated lie. I try not to make a habit of it but I do it pretty much all the time. No one's perfect in my world. Everything's broken and misplaced and I can't be the only one to make things right. Yesterday we had a fight and I said something that made you cry. I try not to make a habit of it but I do it pretty much all the time. How can I love you if I can't even love myself?
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Now I Am Nothing
02:19
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Chill the fuck out. That's what everybody says. Everything's too loud. Found a quiet place for my head. We'll never leave the goddamn house, don't remember how to deal with them. Now when I go out I am basically nothing, like an old child star, unrecognizably ugly. They said besides the sex is there anything left you like about this. I said it must be stress, nothing's felt real since I left. Now when I look out the window to my room it's only at the gloom of a world that I once knew.
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Ollie (Why We're Trash)
02:08
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Stuck my hand into the mouth of the machine to save your lunchbox from the gaping jaws of Ollie the trash compactor. Stuck my head out from beneath the garbage heap to see the paramedics and my parents looking through its teeth at me. Mom cried and Dad yelled "How could you do this to us?" And all the cool kids stood there. I could hear them snickering. Ollie's stomach started rumbling. The ground shook, the crowd screamed, the walls moved, and I could feel them closing in. I got crushed.
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Starfish
01:53
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I could be a girl, you could be a boy. We could be the world that's left when it's destroyed. You could make me hurt oh so badly but as long as I'm with you I will be happy. I could be a penguin, you could be a starfish. It wouldn't change a darn thing about the way I feel about you darlin'. We could fight the food chain, you could go away but if I had to spend my life without you I wouldn't know what to do. I'm so stupid stupid stupid stupidly in love with you and I got a stupid feeling that you might say you love me too.
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Seven Chords & the Truth
01:54
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How're we gonna solve all the world's problems in a two minute song you probably won't hear all of? Everyone is banking on revolution but can't think of one non-violent solution. I wrote this line in just a few seconds but how does that compare to the rate that they produce weapons? What if I should die before I say the next line? Would I have even said any of what I wanted? A lifetime could elapse before the next line reaches paper, the government could collapse and what would I have to say? The kids all want cool shows at houses, dives, and art spaces but by the time that they have grown become ashamed to show their faces out among the hauts of a new youth subculture and those that have their reasons to we view as preying vultures. If punk rock will always fail to live up to our expectiations maybe it's time we wail for anyone who will listen. If you're the kind of person that finds solace in words it's so easy to find a reason why everything could hurt. My voice could someday fail you as easily as these chords could fail to even move you from some future jaded warmth but if I could instill in you one thing I think we'd all be better off if the whole world would just sing. Sing for education, sing for lasting friendship, sing for reformation of our culture of our government, sing to mend a broken heart, sing to alter history, sing to make a joke or art, sing to tell your part of the story.
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I wanted to be the one you answered the door in your underwherefore art thou Romeo--you never called out. I wanted to be your ultimate fantasy but you don't dream--you just sleep around. I'm already over it, "baby," and there's nothing you can do or say to change my mind's already made up--when you wake up we'll break up if we were even together in the first place.
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If we give up before we get old did we lose touch or were we still holding onto some vague sense of entitlement instilled in us as kids? Did you really never expect it to end like this? I still don't believe in a god but I'll kill for some dumb four-chord songs that move on and on as though outside the walls of time. Can we go back to the days when they were mine? If life sucks, so does this song and there's no point in singing along or to anything at all, it's just a causal chain of inevitable results. But if we don't try to make this our world then we'll all die cold and alone wondering why we let our lives pass us by. Can we go back to the days of denial or are we fucked case open and shut years later calling these the good times even though they sucked and you know it's true. Don't you try to tell me I am right for you. If the chouce was yours to make would you leave or would you stay? I wouldn't blame you either way. I know I can be hard to take. But if you've had a real long day you wouldn't even have to say how much you hate being a wage slave, I can commiserate with you.
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Some people blame the weather for their love and for their pain. I got my own damn excuses won't rely on the rain. It was a cold enough December when you called me the last time I am fine never hearing your voice again. Some people say they'll love you for the whole rest of their lives and they are lying to themselves as much as anybody else. Don't wanna bleed on everything you own again so let's take it slow this time and you can hide you knives a little better. Darling I remember those times when you were bold; you made whole this broken heart of mine. Then came on the wretched hangover we'd call the rest of our lives. If I die and never see you again it's just as well, I won't tell anyone you were ever in love with me.
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Untitled
03:38
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Wake up to a world of shit and breathe in and try hard not to quit. Welcome to my nightmare, it's not fair no one cares what I say. Okay, love's not the answer but I love you anyway. We're grown up but we still act like kids, we blow up, we close up, we are oh so powerless. It hurts to be a human being but it's worth the pain to have you near me even when we just hate everything.
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