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Anxiety Train
01:29
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County and state lines that you cross wont take away the pain from the things that a woman can say, the cops and the memories weve tried to outrun the treacherous trifilin shit that wed done ANXIETIES A TRAIN THAT CANT BE STOPPED OUR LIVES ARE A MURAL THAT CANNOT BE CROPPED THE HIERARCHY OF NEEDS HAS NO TOP no matter what the hard drinks or hard drugs you try they dont take away that cold feeling inside cause anything dope takes away on the street gets returned in the silence when you try to sleep i traded in my lungs for deflated tar filled bags i traded in my pores for a bunch of needle tracks i bought a pair of pliers and applied them to my brain i sold my pair a scizzors when construction paper cam I TRADED PRESENT TENSE FOR THE PAST I SWAPPED OUT SECOND PLACE FOR DEAD FUCKING LAST NOW IM TRADING IN MY BRAINCELLS FOR LAUGHS
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Im Bound
02:57
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Im bound to not look back and im bound to not think twice you wont catch up just get further behind, walking in reverse, im down to wreak havok in the city nowhere to be found when that court date arrives its hard to do county time across state lines, so sorry bout your luck, well you say that i broke your heart ? thats a two way street and its all your fault. you can get further with honey than you can with salt sometimes sugar tastes like shit
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Talk to me
02:06
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talk to me im all ears STOP back up dont wanna hear it the voices in my head are all trembling with fear, back away cause you dont wanna come near the channels are connected but the stations not clear so talk to me im all ears say something now NOW IM STUMBLING SEDATED BY ANY AND ALL MEANS when your stumbling sedated by any and all means THE TRUTH HIT THE FLOOR the puke hit the floor yellow orange and green AND I LOST MY EQUILIBRIUM you couldnt take that last blow to your equilibrium or your guts so take 25 more talk to me im all ears say something now
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Fit
02:46
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please pull your wait and wait for me to fit in fit in im running out of ideas you screwed me over now you screwed me back in but i dont fit.
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Dont be a JERK
01:35
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Coming into memphis with my rider by my side, half past midnight we gotta find a place to hide, but now hes spilling whiskey and rolling on the floor he said that he was sorry, but what the hell for? dont be a JERK walking through midtown gunshots down the street the police step to me but i aint bringin them no heat, walk into a bar with my guitar across my back, fucker in a sweatervest tryna start static DONT BE A JERK hey you with your lack of enthusiasm and jaded disintrest, why you gotta be a pessimist all the time, that shit wont get you anywhere but straight down get positive. i knew her for a minute she was into modern trends she said follow me to the bathroom well become special friends, but im not supposed to show up at that co op anymore, they caught us on the floor, they threw me out the door DONT BE A JERK anyone can step to face, and be a fucking prick, but all they really prove is that they have a little dick, so if your irritated and your patience does corrode, take a fucking chill, you dont gotta be a chode DONT BE A JERK
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i am a compulsive liar i should set myself on fire maybe then i would learn right from wrong if i die before i wake hopefully the lord will take my soul to hell cause thats where i belong current rages dont know why faster faster till you die washes us away and then were gone I AM NOTHING YOU ARE NOTHING EVERYTHING AMOUNTS TO NOTHING LIFE IS FUTILE MOVING ON (scat verse) THE CONCRETE NEEDS THE CRACK AINT NEVER COMING BACK IF YOUTH IS A TRAIN I HOPE IF FLIES RIGHT OF THE MOTHER FUCKING TRACK
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Prostitute
01:41
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I got hoes in different area codes that dont pick up their phones the lenolium shines as i jack off alone i mean nothing to you you say nothing to me im a prostitute babe, cept im out here for free i have nothing to lose i have nothing to gain the only emotion i feel now is shame the tall cans i buy from the store wont drown pain, life is a cruel and contrived fucking game GUESS I LOSE AGAIN NO FUCKING FRIENDS, STUCK IN A FARCE THATS JUST BEGGING TO END DADADADADADADADADADADADADADADADADADADA
I had good things to say
about life till today
but the tax of standing is something i cant pay
im a mess on the floor you cant sweep out the door
im a drug addict babe but today im a whore
GOD FUCKING DAMN
MY LIFES A SHAM
I DONT HAVE ANY IDEA WHO I AM
A STUPID WASTE
ALL MY MISTAKES
CONSTANTLY THROWN BY THE WORLD IN MY FACE
LIFE IS A TRAP
JUST BUY MORE CRAP
HOPE THAT NO ONE SEES THAT ITS ALL AN ACT
DONT FUCKING TRY
LIVE OUT YOUR LIE
WORK EVERY DAY UNTIL YOU FUCKING DIE
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thank you
02:48
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burn copies of this and spread em around, feel free to cover these songs just dont be jerk and tell people you wrote it
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