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Dazed beyond a reasonable state
Turned around to get my thoughts straight
Piercing crescendo
No words are perceived
It's much better when you're not in the drivers seat
Grab a comb
Say how do you do
Watch out for your shoes
Those are swift kicks
4, 5, 6
Was just looking for that french kiss
If you stress you'll regress
They say lack of sex makes you a mess
Feeling pretty empty with your head in the guillotine
Open up your eyes and you will turn out to see
Learn how to be sad
So you know how to be happy
Time to suck it up and stop being sappy
Just get low
Change your perspective
You ain't Van Gogh
I had a crush
She made my ears bleed
You know we didn't touch
But I could hear she told her friends about it
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Dentist
02:59
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It's strange
To feel sane
When our conversation stays the same
Your attitude hasn't changed
It all feels like some sort of game
But then I get to sleeping
I get to dreaming about you
Thinking maybe you can make my
Fantasies come true
You go through friends faster than you eat a candy bar
Better watch out before your teeth rot and fall apart
But then I saw your smile gleaming pearly white
You whispered softly, that muzak melody
But then I got to sleeping
I got to dreaming about you
But I woke up in a cold sweat
And remembered the truth
That talking to you
Is like going to the dentist for a root canal or two
And all the dreams I had
We're clearly novocaine induced
It's lame these days
To fake the way I say your name
So I brush and floss but grit my teeth
You know you're always mine when you're beneath me
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Rockstar Lifestyle
02:41
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Rockstar lifestyle, might not make it
Like any other motherfucker on the train it's the same shit
Just a scumbag sleeping on his side uptown
Hold on to your highs so that you never come down
I've been scratching at the corners, I've been tearing out the seams
Cause I'm just itching for a piece of you it's driving me crazy
Bloodshot thoughts and the parts of a song I should write
Aren't the only things to keep a head crowded tonight
Alright, alright
So if you're looking for a light
Find a friend and step outside
Rockstar lifestyle, don't get paid shit
Spend daytime denying the night-time arrangements
No I ain't a liar, you could call me a dilettante
In your head at night you say whatever you want, yeah
Whatever you like, you'll be a silent savant all night
Ate up a whole big bottle of dreams
I saw the prettiest things you could conceive
And I'm fucked, I lost touch an hour ago
All the bright buzzing sounds go
Burned a hole in my throat with a British cigarette
Well, it wasn't just one, but seventeen to be correct
Have you seen my friend Kolt?
He's got that rockstar lifestyle, might not make it
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Mr. He
05:09
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I love you but I hate you
I'd kiss you but you irritate me
Talk like I can't hear
Till there's blood clots in my ears
That face is the same I saw before
It says give it all to me and more
Wants to be everything
Just let me be nothing
So I'm going out to sea
Me
When your sick of looking great
Because it's the only thing on your plate
Can't multiply or divide
With starlight in your eyes
The crowd is growing bigger
The air is getting thicker
One word to her could change it all
But your just their getting small
So I'm going out to sea
Me
It's dark in their with no windows to spare
Holed up in the den just talking to a friend
We can smell it in the air but I still have that frosty stare
The future was unfolding with the arc of a broom
I thought "Oh shit... I wish..."
But alas I heard kaboom
Twiddling and fiddling it gets colder by the day
If only I had that broom to sweep my troubles away
You know they say a wolf never shows his teeth except for when he's prowling
But what about the times when he's growling
I'm not raw
I'm just a bit undone
So please understand
It's nothing personal but
I succumb
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Trying to find
Someone that's less boring
She's always talking about obscure things
I'm tuning in and out trying to
Recall that mundane dream
It's so amazing
My subconscious is lazy
Just getting busy overthinking on this
Plain day
It's so melancholy grey
You're saturating the scene
But you fake sincerity
Hold back my hair please
I'm getting dizzy it's not pretty
Please just let me drain away
My thoughts embarrass me
Gotta take them off my sleeve
You stay on your toes and I'll take it slow
Take it slow
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Gemini
02:34
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I kiss you and the world begins to fade
It's like I'm on holiday
But I'm barely out the door
Packed my bags, they're in the car
Makes me wonder how long
Until we get back home
You're by the side of the road
Won't you get off your phone?
Gemini
Hands smell like Big Pony No. 2
And falling in love with you all over and over
And these days I'm not myself
I don't remember what we talked about
So if it's convenient for you
It was convenient for me
Cheer up, Charlie
Gemini
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E&J
00:45
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How can you cut holes in your head
And be so damn close minded too?
How do you drink the way you do?
When you stumble to the corner, introduce yourself
You're pissing out the wine that makes you
You
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Johnnyboy get your ass on a train tonight
You never leave your room and that's not alright
I hope your woman holds you tight
Cause we'll all be casually drunk tonight
Bloodshot, not tired
Easy Tiger
Cold on a roof and I love you too
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EDM
02:41
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Tape Club Mount Vernon, New York
witch haus fan club
543 north terrace ave.
mount vernon, ny
Tape Club recommends:
everything & always--blissful guitar pop from one of the cold parts of new york. comfy will get you through this winter + get a song stuck in your head. take a listen & get a speeding ticket 4 connor
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wow! this is really great music from a #1 rock band for the whole family~~
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Thank God For the Time Machine
by Thomas Quinttus & Jake Harms
thomas quinttus is an amazing lad, take a listen to his new split! xoxo charlie
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