1. |
Rather Be
02:35
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2. |
Homesick
04:05
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3. |
melman
02:54
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I've got a seal on my desk
And he watches as I lie down in my bed
I don't mind
He stays up and scares the demons out at night
In my head
Lay myself down close my eyes and make believe
Pray my dreams are protected by my friend
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4. |
Cycles
01:58
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I wake up, looks like I'm alone again
I stand up, I got up too fast again
I go blind, wake up on the floor again
I don't mind, leave my room and drink
Cause they say, it's five o' clock somewhere
I chug wine, tastes like shit and I don't care
I feel numb, hit a blunt alone
Head back to my bed, never even left my home cause
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5. |
Misery
02:16
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6. |
Monochrome
01:53
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7. |
teenage dream
03:01
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VERSE 1:
I remember days when I was sixteen
I would feel depressed and not know how to deal
I was on some meds they kept me up at night
Sleep deprived, feeling like I wasn't living life
VERSE 2:
I was just a number on a student page
Life is just a game decided by your age
Had no spending money cause I had no wage
Felt like fucking nothing days were all the same
CHORUS:
Shitty in all of my classes
Can't get my act up
It's not on purpose, I swear I'm worth it
Made me feel sad when I heard it
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8. |
Solace
02:02
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I'm afraid of the world that I live in
The body I was given
But that's what keeps me driven
I'm afraid of closing both my eyes
When I go to sleep at night
I'm a paranoid device
I feel weak in social situations
I lock up and I hate it
That's why I'm scared to make it
I'm afraid of what the future has in store
My wounds are open sutures and my solace is computers
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9. |
Eden
02:06
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10. |
It's My Life
02:30
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VERSE:
It's my life
Put it on rewind
I just wanna die
But I don't got no time
Girl you fine
Stay with me tonight
I'm not one to fight
Imma treat you right
CHORUS:
It's my life
I know what's right
Wylin' on the fly
Ballin' every night
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11. |
Passage
02:00
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12. |
No Money
05:11
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VERSE:
If I could I'd have a fancy car
Have a nice guitar
Have a private jet at home so I could travel far
Have a little cottage by the lake for me and wifey
She would treat me nicely, sippin' drinks on ice see
No, none of it is real
I forget how to feel
Only got ten bills in my wallet I can't even fuckin' deal
No money no life
No house and no price
Nothing ever feels nice
CHORUS:
Cause If I could i'd go out and I flex
Ball out and I flex yah
Air out and I flex
But I don't got no money
No I don't got no money
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