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Ghost
03:31
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Can we still hang when you’re dead?
Can I still call you on the phone
Tell you all the things you didn’t want to know
Can we still hang out when you are dead?
When you’re six feet under
Can we still go to shows?
Aw fuck it, just can’t quit you
‘Cause you’re my favorite ghost
Cause we don’t have the brains
But we got the blood
Don’t have the time
But we’ve got the love
So won’t you please take me home now
Let tonight be enough
Stumble through these broken streets
Drag our feet through the mud
Waiting ‘till I can talk to you
Got me feeling all black and blue
Gonna burst if I don’t see you soon
Fuck you man, now I’m a ruin
Cause we don’t have the brains
But we got the blood
Don’t have the time
But we’ve got the love
So won’t you please take me home now
Let tonight be enough
Stumble through these broken streets
Drag our feet through the mud
Can we still hang when you’re dead
Can I sleep inside your bed
Can I hide inside your head
Can’t forget that time you said
God I wish that we were fucking dead!
You’re my favorite ghost
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2. |
I Hate Birds
04:36
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I go to bed
Thinking about
How I hate everything
But you
Stumble about
Wasting my time,
Wasting my breath
Wasting my life,
Breaking for you
Everything’s wasting away
Take your time to forget me
Time stretches on
Scared as I am. As you were. I fade.
Sometimes I see
A dark haired girl
Hiding away
In my rum-soaked dreams
You go about
Living your life
As I go look for the pieces
Of mine
I can’t seem to do
A single thing right
Let me waste away
Take your time to forget me
Time stretches on
Scared as I am. As you were. I fade.
Don’t worry about me
You told me that everythings gonna be
Fine.
Wipe your tears
Shut up and smile
Do it for me
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3. |
You Should Just Give Up
04:20
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Ten thousand endless broken paths
That I could get lost in
Strangled spiraled twisted roads
That don't lead me back to you
Someone find me, guide me, give me sight
So I can find my gates- and break them down.
Set me straight
But maybe not
Then again, I don't know why -
Why I bother trying to dig myself out
I just wonder whether to surrender now
So you could pick me up
Remember when we were right in the head?
Smirking because we didn’t know what would happen
next
Black and Blue jays waiting to be bled
Then again, I don't know why -
Why I bother trying to dig myself out
I just wonder whether to surrender now
So you could pick me up
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Independent Foods 2
04:42
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I played games with what i ate
Before I got too old
Raspberries on my fingertips
Till they got too big and the fruit grew mold
How many cheerios will stick to my tongue
How many kernels can i catch in my mouth
How many seconds is one too many
To eat something that i picked up off of the ground
But the games turned me around
How much can i swallow without any water?
Choke or drown
Just one more hit pill shot
Then I'lll come down
Come around (and around and around and around)
And E.T forgot to phone home
How many seconds is one too many
to eat something that i picked up off the ground
Can I get credits for this?
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