1. |
Donut Fist Fight
01:01
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Buying donuts on your mother's birthday
Now it's time to say you're goodbyes
Do I sound just like the band you saw the other night?
And now you're caught up in a fist fight
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2. |
Home Security Alarms
01:52
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Tell me about museums and letters that you'll throw away in a year
after you've erased them
with an eraser shaped like a coffin
So tell me about how you got drunk with your best friends
but they're not best friends at all
You're at a college knot fest asking
"how do they make sports drinks in other countries?"
Your doctor says you need a therapist,
your therapist says you need a doctor
So why do we crash our cars?
Home security alarms, and weed in the stalls
So tell me, how'd you get away?
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3. |
Haunted House
02:05
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Staring at the edge of the door
Gasoline pounding in the background
Thinking about you back your place
Talking about how much you hate The Invisibles
and everything else that he made
We smell like Powerade
Not a single piece of candy
Not for you or for me
Chats about cacti
Fan-fiction
Your least favorite people
I remember the first time I saw you
Your hands were tied and you swore you'd never go back
We smell like Powerade
I'm no murderer, but I'm scared of haunted houses
and dying alone
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4. |
Funeral
01:53
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I asked her why she won't dye my hair when we're in public
she said "I'm just ashamed of your action figure collection"
at least I didn't meet my husband at my best friend's funeral
and now I'll spend the 4th alone
It's not like she wanted to
jump off a cliff, she's gone and doesn't like to lose
It's just that she's trying to break down barriers
and into your cooler
she's trying to steal your favorite number
and now I'm wondering
does she like yoga?
That soap in your eyes
is so fucking cliche
Like the way you sat on him
Like you lied about your rollerblades
Like you lied about your rollerblades
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5. |
Sexting Ashton Kutcher
02:41
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Don't forget your hair gel
and don't forget your silver dollar
and don't you speak of this to anyone
you can comprehend this however you like
however you like
I'm doing my lip gloss in the back of a dumpster
and I'm cringing at the thought of you watching
those overdue movies
you know what makes me so different
I'm nobody
I'm still working out the kinks
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6. |
Postobon
01:37
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She's got silver hair
and maybe if I cut it off I'll get rich
my bank account's been locked
and I've been trying to run with my favorite moments in time
the government's hiding out in my backyard
or maybe it's just you
no one sees you the way they're supposed to
back at your house
doing voodoo and drinking Juicy Juice
scream at the top of your lungs
that you hate college
and that you need God
and that you want to climb the mountain
cause you want to sink to the bottom
you want to sink to the bottom
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7. |
Rummaging
02:22
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Rummaging through your purse
Trying to catch a glimpse of my self worth
This is useless
There's only a can of pepper spray
You swore you were going to have too much fun today
But knowing now that you're out of touch
Standing still you're trying not to budge
See your problem
Your contradicting aura
Do you ever think that girls cheat like guys do?
Its almost desirable
You glow girl
It must be funny having famous hair
Now you're breaking down in your least favorite glasses
No one wants to be
In the center of the mall
And your enemy stands so tall
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8. |
Shotgun
01:43
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Shotgun
Open my eyes cause I am blind
Shotgun
I am clean and she is omnipresent
I am nothing without conversations
Shotgun
I'm built like a fortress
an oceanic view
I've seized the day
and I've reached my limits
She's the attacker
My one true lover at night
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9. |
Beer Juices
03:32
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'm at fourteen percent and you still haven't finished complaining
about how you couldn't take your tongue out of him
I'm building a castle out of sheets
and you said you're finally done with me
And stop being, so condescending
about every complain that I make
You're condescending
and I'm overwhelming
And I couldn't wait to make you explode,
watch you spill like confetti on to the street
and I'd rip out my teeth, make all the girls scream
and my friends would all say I looked like I belonged
back in middle school detention
and I swore for a second
I wished it were true
I don't need you, I don't need this
I just need to feel young again
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10. |
High School Gym Partner
02:17
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You've been rotting with a bad tooth
It's from all those "its not my faults"
Quit trying at the cleaners like there's no tomorrow
You wish you were outside
Sleeping in the meadows
But you're glued to your bike
and your shirt is ripping
and you're gambling straight and narrow
Rotting with a bad tooth
From all those "its not my faults"
Quit drying at the cleaners like there's no tomorrow
You wish you were outside
Sleeping in the meadows
But you're glued to your bike
and your shirt is ripping
and you're gambling straight and narrow
I am going to unleash the hounds
Your legs are standing still
You'll never get to run
I'm not like this
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