1. |
i need a knife
02:16
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and i need a knife
are you thinking of what i’m thinking
and i need a knife
and i need a name
and i need a life
and i need a knife
and i need a name
this ends tonight
put out this flame
i’m walking around
my legs still ache
balling out at home
lay in bed all day
and i need a knife
are you thinking of what i'm thinking
and i need a knife
i’m not turning around
i’m not thinking twice
shut out the world
leave in the shame
that i feel when
i tempted this fate
the sweetest words
still taste
of a bitter fruit
nostalgic waste
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2. |
there my love goes
03:31
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there my loves goes
waste of my time
lay in front of
bright headlights
things seem so peaceful
life is too short to be
full of the pain i felt then
i think you’re on to something
no
i don’t know what’s wrong
at night
i just come undone
is it cool
if i don’t stay long
whoa
whoooaaaoaoaoa
my tender soul is
freaking out
what’s that note you left there
laayyyayay
in the street with me
headlights aren’t so terrifying
there’s another world
have faith in me
claim my days
aren’t as easy as they seem
simple as
a back and forth between
my friend and his dog
watch my memory
collapse underneath the weight of
all the things i did
and all the things i need
claim my days
aren’t as easy as they seem
simple as
coming out and and coming clean
there my love goes
i’m taking my sweet time
there my love goes
injecting all my crimes
things seem so peaceful
life is too short to be
full of the pain i felt then
whoaoaoao
whoowoaooaao
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3. |
getting rid of my head
02:37
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i'm getting carried away
well who's line is it anyway
these things are easy to fake
who left the radio on
i'm watching wayne sing off the top
these days i'm not sure what's made up
getting rid of my head
getting rid of my head
geting rid of my head
and moving away
i'm taking my time
i'm taking the train
you're a bird in my hand
you were always my friend
i was down for the count
you weren't around
fading away
laying face down
you were a lost cause i get it now
my homies all are good guys
i just need more to occupy
my grip slips further each day
and i am the worst
with nothing to lose
taking these shots
i'm chilling with my shoes off
thinking oh man
i really wish you would
getting rid of my head
getting rid of my head
getting rid of my head
and moving away
i'm taking my time
i'm taking the train
you're a bird in my hand
you were always my friend
i was down for the count
you weren't around
fading away
laying face down
carried away
it was a lost cause
it was a lost cause, i get it now
you were a phase
it was a lost cause
it was a lost cause, i get it now
i admit that i'm unhealthy
i admit my temperature rises
you were a phase
it was a lost cause
it was a lost cause, i get it now
carried away
it was a lost cause
it was a lost cause, i get it now
i admit that i'm unhealthy
i admit that my temperature rises
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4. |
dont tempt me
04:07
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i think i lost a bet
took a pretty picture
with a broken telephone
you’re different from the rest
writing dirty love songs
not breaking up songs
i think you know the difference
between indifference
and screaming in my ear
how did it all begin
i tell you that we’re friends
i say i love you to all my friends,
yeah
keeping score
as i said before i couldn’t process
the feelings that we forged
watch your back
or just turn around
the way you speak is elegant
oh god don’t tempt me now
i think i lost a bet
took a pretty picture
post it up somewhere
i’m going back to bed now
if you ever listen
i’m good at listening
i’m always kind of bored
i’m always looking for
a new experience
but i’m still here
so maybe that’s a lie
keeping score
as i said before i couldn’t process
the feelings that we forged
watch your back
or just turn around
the way you speak is elegant
but your head is in the clouds
we’ll skip rocks again i swear
unfreeze the pond with care
like a dirty stove top
unfortunate thoughts
i wanna write down
ironic love songs
but i can’t tell it apart
shred me to pieces,
it’s art
keeping score
as i said before i couldn’t process
the feelings that we forged
watch your back
or just turn around
the way you speak is elegant
oh god don’t tempt me now
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5. |
WHACK
01:47
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His hair? WHACK
His gear? WHACK
His jewelry? WHACK
His foot stance? WHACK
The way that he talks? WHACK
The way he doesn't even like to smile? WHACK
Me? Im tight AS FUCK
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