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Yr A Shit Head
01:34
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oh, here comes loneliness / it's sitting on my stoop
i don't know where it's been / was it something that I said
who are you to say these words who are you yr a shit shit shit head
I can't believe you call it punk / I can't believe yr here
My sweet heart says you can't even see any tears
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now you've collected all of the music
it's time to break somebody's arm
tag all the fingers collect all the dirt
of the class you've come to unfettered
count to ten and breath in your face
destroy something, you often get 'such a bore'
you play the drums I'll play the guitar
we'll get to naming something soon
the joke was with me, the joke was with you
with I and me and us
roll up your dead and your poser
it's a tissue with a frown
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Oh, In the Night
01:46
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the feeling's gone when you're around
I know it's something when you talk to god
well it's stupid when he's never there
it's a nightmare to see you're crown
under the blanket of fear and some regrets
you're soundtrack is bugging me, throw away your crystal ship
empathy you've never owned
holding tight to nothing new holding tight to nothing known
I got a feeling in my turds tonight
It's getting older, this shell you bred
You expected, I'd be like you
Now you're blood boils and mine does too
Oh in the night is where the trash is burned
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I Don't Like It
02:07
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I don't like it
when you're not here with me
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"Why does the World Exist"
why does the world exist and you are in it
I thought of a unicorn and killed my friend over it
oh no he's dead, I got blood on my shoes
god delusion had to get me out of bed
I woke up with some destiny in my dumb dumb dumb dumb head
A shipful of wagging dicks to explode on discovery
It can't fail it can't fall
oh it's coming down
hold me up somewhere up above the sill
above Richy Rich's couch in his living room
hold me now up above someone's wall in a dirt dirt bed
dirt dead
dirt dad
dirt bed
dirt death
dirt dead
"Wet Cigarette"
you look like a wet cigarette
you look like a wet ciggy
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Why is the World so Bad
02:11
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why is the world so bad
why does it make me want to cry
I wish I could sing like you
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I wrote a song I'm so special
look at me gimme gimme gimme
you don't like me I don't care
uh oh
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