1. |
Under Wildcat
03:51
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Look at me around the neighbourhood
Working out just to feel better
I refuse to live the breakup
I’ll explode later
Still got the keys to our apartment.
I drink every night so I can't drive to you.
I had to make a decision so I chose.
I picked my poison, I picked my poison.
Look at me around the neighbourhood
A sophisticated grown man now
With my expensive bottles of wine
On the sidewalk shit-faced now
I’ve got no more dignity
You got no more place for me
Now I’m just a memory
I’m losing my sanity
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2. |
Beverly
03:30
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Sleep tight,
Sleep tight my loneliness
It won’t take long to forget
Hard time figuring out my stomach ache
Is it love or am I just gonna puke?
Fuck it, it must be love
It can't just be a fantasy
No time for grief for my pain to be relieved
I fall apart, come out and take my hand
Hard time figuring out my stomach ache
Is it love or am I just gonna puke?
Fuck it, it must be love
It can't just be the fettuccines
Come take my hand
Come take my hand
Heal my head
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3. |
Dogs
01:31
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Labrador
Dobermann
Pug
Golden Retriever
Corgi
Bulldog
Shih tzu
Rottweiler
We love dogs bro, all I need is to pet one
We love dogs bro, all I need is your love
Fluffy tail
Wet nose
Pretty fur
Puffy paws
Everything you do is melting my heart
I'm waiting for you to jump in my arms
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4. |
Cheap Poets
05:11
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Come with me
I'll show you
Everything
You'll ever need
Your mind will heat
As I run through
Your head
MY BRAIN
MY THOUGHTS
AND ALL I EVER LOVED
I'm sitting by my window
Looking at the tombstones below
Mine's not there, but there's the hole
I won't go down floating with ghosts
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5. |
Believe
02:33
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I want to believe I want a bright future.
I want to believe your eyes are really pure.
I want to believe I've been doing just fine.
I want to believe.
I want to know what I want
I want to know what I really feel
I want to believe love doesn't count anymore.
And I'm not ashamed everytime I slept on the kitchen floor.
I want to believe I'm better off alone.
I want to believe.
I want to know what I want
I want to know what I really feel
I want to believe my feet can walk on their own.
Can I break all these poisoned roots
I want to believe I like the way I fake.
I want to believe.
I want to know what I want
I want to know what I really feel
I want to believe
I want to …
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6. |
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Still waiting for you all day,
laying down on the cold floor
Dying shadows of the trees,
they’re shaking from the wind
I see them passing on everything we use to be
erasing what we could have been
Sleeping
just to pass
the hours
It’s hard to believe
after everything we did
and moments we shared
I am still the only one
I am still the only one who cares
I still see them passing on everything we use to be
There’s nothing left of what we could have been
Light this moment with your pale lips
I may have been wrong this whole time
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