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Bananas & Aluminum Foil
04:40
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Once a year, my bed gets smaller
My ceiling gets lower, my chair gets shorter
But i never get older, time just moves slower
And instead of getting a good night's rest
Or standing up straight
I just dust the floors and wash the windows
And tell my parents it feels brand new
But they still won't let me have a party
With all my best friends and platinum roller skates
Not until i stop laying on the floor
And wondering why I can't breathe
So I read a book and lifted some weights
Until my room looked normal again
My fan could spin, my posters could mingle
And i remembered how tall I have gotten
That night I fell asleep so hard
That the girl in my dreams was exactly what I wanted
The coffee didn't need any sugar
And all the stars made it feel like christmas
I forgot that I could sleep so well
i hope I never wake up
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Birthdays & Let Downs
04:00
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My feet itch from standing on this ledge too long. These shoes are getting too small and too old. As soon as they are done with this bridge, I'm running. Don't look back, I'll break my neck.
Just as they wave the flag, I forget to look down, and I fall into this county line made of rum. On the way down, all I can do is look up and wonder where I went wrong.
The wind whistled in my ears and I lost the splash amongst the thorn bush in my head. The river was as clear as night and all my friends were having a pool party without me. The laughs made the medicine warm and the jokes made everyone forget. They had a picnic set up in the next town like I've never seen before.
I took off my shoes and went underneath the river and every time I came back up, I felt a little better. The river felt so smooth and it ran so deep that I never had to worry about a nightmare ever again. But the more I smile and the more I love is when they all go home because the street lights turned on. I'm too drunk to cry about it. They'll come back eventually if I wait in the dark long enough.
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Nooses & Soda Pop
05:37
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I try to convince myself that I believe that I'm not better than anyone
but it makes me more proud and then i accidentally think I'm better than everyone
thus I feel guilty
But i guess everyone feels that way
Not on purpose
Nobody would be that cruel to themselves
To force such a pain upon our pillars
Nobody would utilize such valuable information if they knew how to smith swords with it
Nobody has that power, not even God himself
Because the day that happens,
the day that we can harness the puppet master behind our fragile souls,
is the day we'll know that the world was just a dream
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4. |
Nowland & Forever
06:05
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That side of the fence gets lonely
But it feels like home
with everything i ever wanted
and i never wanted much
just as much as I could find
Every rock I found along the way
Every page I stole from my high school
Each and every day I wanted to remember
But The road kept getting smaller
and too loud for me to laugh
and I guess it stopped being funny anyway
The Gate begged to be open
and with my head down, I had no where else to go
My wildest dreams came true
where everybody smiles
and we all play in the grass
until we fall down to have a reason to get up
But what I keep forgetting
is that I never liked these guys as a kid
and I never liked playing these games
or singing these songs
And even If i can't see it
or hear it, or smell it, or feel it
These falls are breaking my bones and
And staining my pants
And nobody likes the doctor or laundry
The worst part is I lost my pen
my favorite fucking pen
and nobody else has even seen a pen
Ever
Where is my fucking pen?
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5. |
Milkshakes & Deputees
01:58
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There aren't any lyrics to this one
I wanted to record one more song before changing these strings. On this one, instead of you placing the words, you have to think of the words. I've yelled the melody. And coughed it.
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Wolf Peach Louisville, Kentucky
a little emo, a little bedroom, a little pop, a little noodly. best heard pre-nap.
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