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Free Speech
03:15
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I don't understand all these binaries
"You either are or you aren't" is foreign to me
All of these folks trapped in their roles
The world is a stage and it's a boring-ass show
Unwritten rules, spoken commands
Freedom of speech is a novice demand
Freedom of being, freedom to dream
These are the things that matter to me
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Bedroom Dynasty
03:50
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Well, he always seemed like he was seeing things for the first time
Seemed more dissociated with every moment of his life
Content to be a footnote to a man who'd probably hate him
Content to lose his form and think his lover's thoughts verbatim
A bedroom dynasty that was always down to fail
A lack of irony from a boy twisted and pale
Drifting like ghosts from the community
I used to think there was something more to see
But now it's all it meant to me
Another warning; more anxiety
Filter feeders absorb everything good and bad
There's a risk absorbing things around you with no plan
You wrote great songs that nobody wants to hear, man
Now you've done shit but alienate yourself for years man
You didn't burn out, so much as you burned down
An incubus can't use a succubus to turn things around
A bedroom dynasty that was always down to fail
A lack of irony from a boy twisted and pale
Drifting like ghosts from the community
I used to think there was something more to see
But now it's all it meant to me
Another warning; more anxiety
A bedroom dynasty that was always down to fail
A lack of irony from a boy twisted and pale
Drifting like ghosts from the community
I used to think there was something more to see
But now it's all it meant to me
Another warning; more anxiety
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Twig Temple
01:06
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You ain't never seen tomatoes like this!
5 a pound and fresh as hot hell
Red like satan's cheeks - which ones?
Who cares, same colour
Frida Kahlo!
Diego Riviera!
Fridaanddiego@hotmail.gov
You ain't never seen tomatoes like this!
500 dollars for one smack with the tomato in tow
Breaking Bad is a show about horses
They guzzle up their mead and fall off the tower
Sorry "Bojack Husband" but the boy ate the last Cuke(tm) and now you're cancelled(tm)
Every famous artist alive today stole every single one of my ideas
PS these aren't the real lyrics, sorry about that
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4. |
This Is Not My City
02:10
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Just some silly punk rock band
I don't really understand
I just want to stay in my room
I just want to fade away
(Don't like this kinda life)
(jazz break)
This is not my city anymore
Overrun with hippies, dilletantes, and more
(Don't like this kinda life)
All the girls in black boots
Talk about knife play
This new venue home I found
Wants to burn me to the ground
I just want to stay in my room
I don't like my cruel roommates
They say I'm antisocial?
Well I wash my fucking dishes!
(jazz break)
This is not my city anymore
Overrun with hippies, dilletantes, and more
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Cold Summer
02:49
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My baby she a COMMUNIST!
My baby she a COMMUNIST!
Always talking about a bunch of philosophers I've never heard of.
My baby she a COMMUNIST!
Picture of Bernie Sanders in a LOCKET
Complete works of Trotsky hanging out her POCKET
Always going to READING GROUPS
Always going to protests about SOUTH AMERICAN COUNTRIES
Always talking about some old guy named Corbyn
But never talks about CAPITALISM
My baby is friend with Evo Morales
She invited him for dinner and he went on and on about abolishing first-class airplane tickets.
I tried to make the best of the situation and asked if he had a plan to retake his country.
He replied that capitalists dig their own graves better than he ever could.
But the awkward thing is my mother in law...
IS JEANINE ANEZ
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Demons
03:13
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Found a soft box in the night
For hideous birds that struggle in flight
Now you wanna tell people that you're the dinosaur?
I guess priorities can change
I guess time can even derange
The parts of me I rearranged
Pulled the wool over both my hands
Submitted to a thousand outrageous demands
Still you wanna tell people that you're the commissary?
I guess priorities can change
I guess time can even derange
The parts of me I rearrange
Now she's never gonna love your lot again, boy
Now she's never gonna love your lot again
Now she's never gonna love your lot again boy
Because you kept your love locked down boy
Now she's never gonna love your lot again, boy
Now she's never gonna love your lot again
Now she's never gonna love your lot again boy
Because you kept your love locked down
You can escape your demons
But you can't escape the world that breeds them
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