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Didn't get the job
Didn't get the girl
Didn't start the band
Didn't get anything done today
Didn't lose the weight
Didn't get paid
Didn't pay any of my bills today
And I didn't care!
Cuz when it's time for me to sleep
I'll lay awake
Stare at the ceiling
Knowing I already fucked this up
A long, long time ago
Didn't take the test
Didn't make it up
Didn't even take a second chance today
Didn't start over
Didn't reset
Didn't think twice, I'd fuck it up anyway
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My Burkhart
03:22
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There's a bad bitch contest and you're in 1st place
Always knew how to make me go hard in the paint
You are so cleverly disguised
But I can tell cuz you won't look me in the eyes
Keep telling yourself that you hate my face
Cuz I'm a dick
Yeah I'm too honest
I talk shit
To people's faces
If I don't like you
You probably know
If you don't like me
I've already assumed so
Damn would you take a look at those tight ass pants
Maybe today I'll look cool enough for us to dance
You'll post on tumblr that he's into you again
Cuz you're so cool how could he forget
I'm not hopeless okay I am, but let's see how close I can get
And I wish that I had fucked you
And that you weren't good at it
I hope that you aren't good at it
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3. |
Jimmy Eat Shit!
03:03
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I never meant it
Just wanted to keep you by my side
So you invented
A new way to make me wanna die
Cuz I was worthless
Just another nice guy
He’s got the cash and the car
And I’m barely getting by
You make me nervous
I hope everybody’s not like you
You think you’re perfect
But you got no clue what you’re gonna do
You need a purpose
Girl I know I need one too
My guitar ain’t payin the bills, but hey it’s something to do
And I know that you still think of me
Cuz you tell everyone I’m not over you and that just ain’t true
If you wanna talk about it, let’s talk about it
But that’s not what you’re gonna do
So fuck you
I must be desperate
I haven’t talked to you in years
Yet, you came to my show
Must have had a couple a beers
Cuz you weren’t thinking
But you were talking shit
If I wasn’t such a nice guy
I might think that you were a bitch
I made my progress
I’ll find someone when I have the time
I’m just too focused
To have someone else on my mind
So know that it’s not you
That’s still eating me
I got shit to do
I don’t need anyone distracting me
And I know that you still think of me
Cuz you tell everyone I’m not over you and that just ain’t true
If you wanna talk about it, let’s talk about it
But that’s not what you’re gonna do
So fuck you
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4. |
Awkward Moons
02:52
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Sometimes I feel like I'm
Starting to like it
Working all fucking day
And watching Hulu all night
Ever since all of Reno
911 was added
I've come to the conclusion
That this feeling was right
But I doubt I'm okay
(Wouldn’t want them to see me, no not this way)
I am not okay
And I've made no real progress
Since I turned 18
Trying to be the man
My father probably wanted me to be
I’m a loser
I'm a liar
And I couldn’t write a song save my life
Sometimes I think I just need companionship
A nice girl in Boston I would see once a week
But the potential drama that could come with
Just isn’t worth the risk for a temporary peak
I’m so sorry
So fucking sorry
Sorry that I’m not there for you
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5. |
Tippy
02:18
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I hate my glasses
And I hate my life
I hate all the stupid shit I do
Think I'm gonna get contacts
Cuz I hate breathing
And I love my knives
I'm gonna shove some glass into my eyes and forget my problems
There was a dog named Tippy
And he was Jesus' dog
He followed Jesus around
Wherever he might walk
And then one day Jesus walked on water and Tippy followed him out
Right there, Tippy drowned on the spot
I love safety
And I love gold
I love my safety gold antibacterial hand soap
I love hypocrites
And I love the police
I love breaking oaths whenever my superior deems convenient
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6. |
Future Thoughts...
04:27
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So you’re a photographer , hey that’s cool
I actually play guitar when I’m not at work or school
Which is most of the time believe it or not
But I’m writing a record and I’m giving it a shot
I’m gonna give a shot
Let’s give it a shot
I’ll give it a shot
Hey man, you’ll be dead by the time you’re 40
If you keep treating your body that way
That weight won’t come off with another haircut
You’re never ever gonna get laid
You look like Kevin James, but you’re not even funny
How could you expect her to like you if you’re not even funny
So you’re a photographer, but aren’t we all
With our bullshit instagrams and our facebook walls
Do we really have nothing better to do
Than retweet pictures of celebrity’s food
Celebrity’s food
It’s someone else’s food
Are you even that hungry?
But I don’t hate myself
It’s just a song
With all hope fleeting and passion gone
I guess it’s time to move along
I gotta keep moving this shit along
But I don’t hate myself
It’s just a song
Get the fuck out this state, I don’t belong
I guess it’s time to move along
Fuck this, who cares, I’m moving on
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