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Drag this neurotic to hysterics
Leave him balked and unfulfilled Holding inside outwardly patient 'till the time he'll call it Alurring exotic twisted hero Leaving him more lonely still He waits around he's spun around and left without the power to stop it Peers don't know what they can't see They can't see inside of me It's sickening how comforting the privacy of the mind can be How much longer will I try before I realize I'm desperate in the situation that I'm in again I'm exhausting yet another topic I've exhausted frequently with no regrets Oh yeah... Abstruse and lacking rational but making so much since some how A stone has blocked my hourglass no progress made no time's run out I'd almost rather have the latter Save myself with sad defeat A stone just broke my hourglass I peel the skin that had me trapped Peers don't know what they can't see They can't see inside of me It's sickening how comforting the privacy of the mind can be How much longer will I try before I realize I'm desperate in the situation that I'm in again I'm exhausting yet another topic I've exhausted frequently with no regrets Oh yeah... How much longer will I try before I realize I'm desperate in the situation that I'm in again I'm exhausting yet another topic I've exhausted frequently with no regrets Oh yeah... |
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| 2. |
| 3:39 |
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I would swallow my pride
I would choke on the rhines But the lack thereof would leave me empty inside I would swallow my doubt Turn it inside out Find nothing but faith in nothing Want to put my tender Heart in a blender Watch it spend round To a beautiful oblivion Rendezvous Then I'm through with you I burn burn like a wicker cabinet Chalk white and oh so frail I see our time has gotten stale The tick tock of the clock is painful All sane and logical I want to tear it off the wall I hear words and clips and phrases I think sick like ginger ale My stomach turns and I exhale I would swallow my pride I would choke on the rhines But the lack thereof would leave me empty inside I would swallow my doubt Turn it inside out Find nothing but faith in nothing Want to put my tender Heart in a blender Watch it spend round To a beautiful oblivion Rendezvous Then I'm through with you So Cal is where my mind states But it's not my state of mind I'm not as ugly sad as you Or am I origami Folded up and just pretend Demented as the motives in your head I would swallow my pride I would choke on the rhines But the lack thereof would leave me empty inside I would swallow my doubt Turn it inside out Find nothing but faith in nothing Want to put my tender Heart in a blender Watch it spend round To a beautiful oblivion Rendezvous Then I'm through with you I alone am the one you don't know you need Take heed feed your ego Make me blind when you eyes close Sink when you get close Tie me to the bedpost I alone am the one you don't know you need You don't know you need me Make me blind when you get close Tie me to the bedpost I would swallow my pride I would choke on the rhines But the lack thereof would leave me empty inside I would swallow my doubt Turn it inside out Find nothing but faith in nothing Want to put my tender Heart in a blender Watch it spend round To a beautiful oblivion Rendezvous Then I'm through Now I'm through with you Now I'm through with you |
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| 3. |
| 3:58 |
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Tell those stories to me
I'm dying to hear the things you've done and seen Farfetched as they may be You strike a smile in me Your stories ring of perjury Constructed of self empowering theme Sucking on my brain You're the teacher, I'm the student Turning things around You story's not congruent Tabloid decoys Pitiful excuses Turning things around You're turning things around! A manic stunning scene I'm taking notes You're taking me away Into your false reality I know your comfort lies in lying To try to make your life make sense But you're not making sense Sucking on my brain You're the teacher, I'm the student Turning things around You story's not congruent Tabloid decoys Pitiful excuses Turning things around You're turning things around! I'd say it aloud But I'm not allowed I see your head Spin round and round Broken record talk tonight Skip that needle back and forth on your mind Wearing out unconvincing lies Like a seedling dropped from and old oak tree Your shade don't hide no sun from me Fake stories humor me It's graduation time I love you like a mother Sucking on my brain You're the teacher, I'm the student Turning things around You story's not congruent Tabloid decoys Pitiful excuses Turning things around You're turning things around! |
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| 4. |
| 3:03 |
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Cheap shot hocked to the ear drum
Is it some sick sign of affection Violated and signed with deciet Disgust from my head to my hands to my feet yeah Your face it gives a foul taste Whatever smiling crying or denying I see your motives and you're charged with fraud by me So take a hint and leave I loved you while he was in you in the shower Did injoy and ecstasy your eyes begin to water And if I may stop by when you're living in the next town ten years down the road A good time for a dime and a crushed cigarette Making bets with your body on the avenue Look into my eyes you say and you'll see nothing but sincerity Almost as if you've got some hope that you'll enlighten me You're a head case story I loved you while he was in you in the shower Did injoy and ecstasy your eyes begin to water I loved you while he was in you in the shower Did injoy and ecstasy Did injoy and ecstasy Just trust me you said I loved you while he was in you in the shower Did injoy and ecstasy your eyes begin to water I loved you while he was in you in the shower Did injoy and ecstasy your eyes begin to water |
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| 3:15 |
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Tonight I feel ambitious and so does my foot
as it sinks on the pedal I press it to the floor I don't need a girl don't need a friend cause my friend lonesome's unconditional We're flying forever bored And for a moment I love everything That I see and think and feel I love my broken side view mirror Cause its so perfect I'm so perfect you're so perfect you're not here I hear the change in gear My pile shakes as I hit eighty on the open road This is an open road song The night is becokoning although I have nowhere to go but home Feels good to be alone With every turn comes a new frame of mind if I could frame my mind Where would it hang My pile shakes as I hit eighty on the open road I crack a window and feel the cool air cleanse my every pore As I pour my poor heart out To a radio song that's patient and willing to listen My volume drowns it out But that's OK cause I sound better then him anyway any day Yeah my voice is sweet as salt I search for comfort and I've found it where I've found it many times before Times before can be forgotten My pile shakes as I hit eighty on the open road |
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| 6. |
| 4:48 |
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Your eyes shine bright like a Jesus nitelite
I'd like to touch your positive vibes Indifferent eyes won't give me the time May I help put aside your moral fiber You're dressed in white my face is white I'd like to be a colorful sight to see I'm only here in a background Here on the ground lays my head I sleep and then I wake make sounds and go to bed and wake again The time is right but I feel all wrong It wastes away until it's gone The time is right but I feel all wrong It fades away and now you're gone But in my time is right but I still feel all wrong It wastes away and now you're gone You're walkin' back I'm standin' back Behindin' back The time is right but I feel all wrong It wastes away until it's gone The time is right but I feel all wrong It fades away and now you're gone But in my time is right but I still feel all wrong It wastes away and now you're gone |
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| 3:35 |
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Well here is me on tragedy
I always want what's out of reach She pulls dyed black hair back and sighs F that night out with the guys I never get a word in with them anyway The telephone doesn't scare me anymore You're home and I am here alone my dear Always stupidly sacarstic my hyper spastic superhero girl So break the bruised monogamy And let him fade away to memory Your erotic wet atomic eyes keep reoccuring in my mind Do me a favor and please touch your lips to mine The telephone doesn't scare me anymore You're home and I am here alone my dear Always stupidly sacarstic my hyper spastic superhero girl The telephone doesn't scare me anymore You're home and I am here alone my dear Always stupidly sacarstic my hyper spastic superhero girl The telephone doesn't scare me anymore You're home and I am here alone my dear Always stupidly sacarstic my hyper spastic superhero girl superhero girl |
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| 8. |
| 3:11 |
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One thousand faces all look the same
They're all so boring mild and tame Contaminate him knock off his glasses Teach him to tamper with the cloning process Pardon me sir can I ask you a favor Make me a cowboy like my next door neighbor Pardon me sir can I use your eraser To remove my brain of unconventional nature Take my tongue It's cocked and loaded The board has dubbed you special student Sit alone sweat in silence We don't tolerate defiance One thousand paces lead to the gate They're all so boring mild sedate You hear me say this don't make any sense As I hop up and over the fence Take my tongue It's cocked and loaded The board has dubbed you special student Sit alone sweat in silence We don't tolerate defiance Hooked on nicotine and phonics Fun like macro economics Still and quiet like they taught us Fun like macro economics Vigilante thoughts and a cheap guitar I am my own movie star I don't know you I don't want to Take my tongue It's cocked and loaded The board has dubbed you special student Sit alone sweat in silence We don't tolerate defiance Vigilante thoughts and a cheap guitar I am my own movie star I don't know you I don't want to |
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| 2:50 |
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Saturday night burns
a redness on my face I tasted you you tasted me you were never my taste Now left alone with precious thoughts of half - assed half an hour stops and talk so small I can't remember every single word Laced with think naivete firm delusions can't be swayed Tell yourself you're happy we both know the truth It's false behind the dirty talk the dirty sheets the sexy walk Your eyes are closed your heart is open wide and that's no good. There is something up my sleeve there is nothing in between You and me that you can't see So beg my pardon. Honesty's a virtue that can hurt you let it be The thought that counts is counting down the minutes 'till I leave And when I do you'll be looking for security in words though you know that you won't get it for the better for the worse. There is something up my sleeve there is nothing in between You and me that you can't see So beg my pardon I apologize for me then I'm back in a couple weeks I'm too weak to help it don't know how to end it I apologize for me. There is something up my sleeve there is nothing in between You and me that you can't see So beg my pardonThere is something up my sleeve there is nothing in between You and me that you can't see So beg my pardon |
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| 2:38 |
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There's a face
I know to well I see it every time I look in the mirror No I don't kiss and tell I'll tell you after I betrayed you Supersonic boy sweating sin The pillar that I'm melting on will prove you wrong Keep your lips sealed this just in You're speeding up the ticker of a walking time bomb Time's up stand up and face the Muzac Smile wide step outside Click your sticks and cast a spell that'll suck my survival like water from a well I try to do what's right what's right ain't right enough for you tonight I see you're displeased a middle finger response I'm sorry don't be mad I'll try to appease But ask me what I'm sorry for and I won't have an answer Time's up stand up and face the Muzac Smile wide step outside Look me in the eye and let 'em flow again Lies on the rocks with a twist of desperation Look me in the eye and let 'em flow again Lies on the rocks with a twist of desperation Look me in the eye and let 'em flow again with a twist of desperation Look me in the eye and Time's up stand up and face the Muzac Smile wide step outside |
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| 11. |
| 4:19 |
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Suffocate from lack of stimulation
Television time Gonna break with every bead of sweat My heart rate seems to climb My friend and I stick to the tired couches Please pass the time I found a dime under the corner cushion Wishing it was some place else and so do I Smalltown Trap with dreams of breaking out Here I sit and bake my face is breaking out Satan's in the living room choking me with apathy Smalltown Trap with dreams of breaking out Inspire me cause if you don't I think I'll dissipate to dust The liar in me says something's gonna happen soon because it must My friend and I stick to the tired couches Please pass the time I found a dime under the corner cushion Wishing it was some place else and so do I Smalltown Trap with dreams of breaking out Here I sit and bake my face is breaking out Satan's in the living room choking me with apathy Smalltown Trap with dreams of breaking out Community immunity is the shot I crave A sleepless sleep slow motion dream wanna dig my grave Time ticks away on the longest day Wanna break away on the longest day Smalltown Trap with dreams of breaking out Here I sit and bake my face is breaking out Satan's in the living room choking me with apathy Smalltown Trap with dreams of breaking out Smalltown Trap with dreams of breaking out Here I sit and bake my face is breaking out Satan's in the living room choking me with apathy Smalltown Trap with dreams of breaking out |
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