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Look around at all this useless information forming in my head
Take your time
Hell take my time
Tonight might be the end
I can't even close my eyes for fear of giving in
Overload over nothing
I can't remember the last time I closed my eyes without seeing anything
So where's my time?
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Dead End by Ex-Breathers
01:09
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i'm not calling
i'm not stuck trying anymore
effort unreturned
solid bond fell to the floor
a meager bridge is falling down
so take a picture
before its too late
before time washes this
all away into memory
time will only see
where the road will go
when the bridge is gone
its gone
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Hang On by Ex-Breathers
01:22
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say goodbye to yourself
everybody's you
you're everyone else
feigning individuality
not even trying to be free
so hang on to your ego
its getting hard to watch you let yourself go
you let yourself go
so hang on
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Where's the finish line to the Aryan race?
Did you get a taste of where black meets brown?
1,2,3,4 ass on the floor, you're not dancing, you're just drunk
Supporting yourself on that pole, you're not dancing you're just drunk
Well, you're only racist when you've had a few drinks, then you're racist when you've had none
I can't wait for the world to see that the pigment in my skin doesn't make me
Where's the finish line to the Aryan race?
Did you get a taste of where black meets...
Drove to Gainesville in a Grand Marquis, every posession in my trunk
Spent the first nights in a cheap motel, I was alone in three years nothing's changed
Well the world is my canvas and with my sweat, blood and tears I'll paint it colors but hope you see past them
God willing this will be the last verse, this song has gone long enough
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May 5th by FTHOI
03:22
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It was a bright May day when you said to me
we are doomed to love each other
You were wearing your flower print skirt
We were on the roof drinking too much tequila
The bottle rolled off into the hedges below
This place was made to fall apart.
It was a bright May day when you lay in me
You were like a heater in my arms
But that's the price you pay for love in the Florida summer
We won't let ourselves be beat
Up here we defy gravity
Up here we defy the sun and humidity
Up here on the roof imagining you're here with me
Drinking too much on Mexico's day of independence
I don't care what the people are saying to me
I don't care who fucked who or who you think is worthy
I just want you
I want you right here, up here, with me now.
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Cancer by FTHOI
02:19
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She got a big boost of the God bug during her fight with breast cancer eight long years ago
Using God as a sticker to cover what should be called hate and anger
Praying every night for intervention to derail that white hating, nigger, Muslim in the White House
And she's so scared
Her time on this earth will soon be running out
And she's so scared
the lump in her breast was only a reminder
They cut the cancer out, treated the area with poison
But I swear when she lost her hair she also lost her mind
Now she just sits in front of the tube railing against invisible forces
Like some Fox News zombie
And she's so scared
Her time on this earth will soon be running out
And she's so scared
the lump in her breast was only a reminder
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Pretty White by FTHOI
02:55
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Are you ever sick of hearing the same old shit drop from your lips?
Fucked with his mind by sucking on his finger tips
You pretend you don't know what that means like you're not hinting you'll fulfil some fantasies
Well do you realize how sick we all are
Of listening to how worried you are you'll have to settle for Duke instead of Columbia
Griping and gloating about the trivial, doing just about anything to showcase how
Successful you are
How pretty you are
How successful and pretty and white and rich and sad you are.
And I can't even see how there is another side to the argument
Since when has it been revolutionary that human lives shouldn't turn profit
The cancer's not in my head, it's right in plain view
It's that unnatural growth on capitol hill, it's what I hear from you
listening to how worried you are you'll have to settle for Duke instead of Columbia
Griping and gloating about the trivial, doing just about anything to showcase how
Successful you are
How pretty you are
How successful and pretty and white and rich and sad you are.
We let them fuck us cause in reality we want to join their ranks
That top percent and rub elbows with them
And that's why I'm sitting here
listening to how worried you are you'll have to settle for Duke instead of Columbia
Griping and gloating about the trivial, doing just about anything to showcase how
Successful you are
How pretty you are
How successful and pretty and white and rich and sad you are.
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The thing about conservative forces is that they don't do any work. They'll keep you spinning around in circles till you end up where you fucking start...fucking broke. It's not about the path that you take. That's not important. Get your facts right. That aside, let's talk about the money you haven't spent on the car and the gas. You didn't want to pay, so I'm here to take them back. It's not about the path that you take. It's not about the speed that you make when you're trying to get away. There's not enough fuel in the world for you to find somewhere to feel safe. You'll be like me, restless, everynight praying for sleep. No, I don't want to live like that.You keep spinning your pedals, but you're not going fast. The gears on your bike aren't set right, you fucking dumbass. I've been taking handfuls of sleeping pills, everynight, they don't work like they should and now I gotta find a way to get to bed on my own. Tonight, tomorrow, I really don't have any place to call my own where I can get some sleep.
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No Good by Repo Man
02:31
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You sit in judgement of everyone you see that comes into your room, into your sight and that's all you do in life. Is that alright? Are you okay? Are you alright? Are you okay? How do you feel? Are you alright with living your life in repeat day after day, night after night. I don't see the reason. Your chain of thoughts makes no sense. I can't follow a word of it. No good, you're no good. I don't get it, I never have and I know I need a better explaination.
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Chess Dragon by Repo Man
02:29
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I've been absent, I forgot the worst wars are left unfought. Now I find what is lost best in the dark. The meek's been ripped apart. We only wanted it's heart. I'll search for far too long. One day all of this will be gone. The glass is still on the ground, the front door's broken go around and the dog down the street keeps running away. She's with her owner, it's okay. And The place I miss the most is a house down by the coast where my parents and I stayed back in younger days. Now the sea has shallowed up that place that I used to love and now this memory's all I have because some things do not grow back. Yellow teeth and blistered feet, I like to pass out in the street, right outside the outhouse I call a home.
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The need for sleep, it's overrated. I get my energy from the skin of others. It soaks in, the radiation, you gotta burn it off if you want to eat. I know, I can't support this for long. The drugs are fleeting they will soon be gone. I won't know where to go but I can't stay here nothing grows. My body's taken way too much radiation and the water's turned black... So where to go? Life's not much better, anywhere, it's all the same. The world can do with a healthy green glow anyways and thats okay. I see a door, but I can't get behind it. I hear voices but I still feel blinded. There's no end and there's no way in.. and the sounds don't stop, they turn from screams to barks. Now, I can't take much more of this post apocalyptic bullshit.
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Get Back by Gorgeous
02:09
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You don't understand what you mean to me
Want to grip you so hard, grind you up like coffee
my fingers dig into your skin, to your bones those skinny arms and that phantom-pained shoulder
Why don't you get back to me? I need you to need me
I have nightmares all my suspicions are true You wont and never will love me like I love you
throw my hard thought convictions out the window feminism dissolved whenever I met you
Why don't you get back to me? I need you to need me
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Thank you universe for giving the sun
My eyes to eat and my hands for fun
why is there no left over stars in the sky
So I'm drunk as hell sitting on this fucking planet
Trying to destroy but I cant plan it
So I greet the martians on the other side
We are running out of time
We got no place to go
Just hold my blue eyes baby
and we will always stay afloat
Thank you universe for giving the Sun
My eyes to eat and my hands for fun
Why is my skin sinking between my toes
So I'm drunk as hell sitting at your fucking house
If you need some milk then get yourself a cow
Yet were always sitting on your fucking couch
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Fog and pain all feel the same
open the night beacuse thats where I'm livin'
Dont care what you say to me
working too much overtime
and I dont think I can control all this
I dont think I can make my mind
Give me a lover
Give me a friend
Who the hell am I talking to
I'm going crazy
I'm feeling Fine
Alcohol may be the blame
lock the door and that's where I'm sitting
sleep is just and occassion
riding me all the time
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I just had the best sex today
Cant you see it all over my face
Feeling fantastic
Feeling numb
feeling like a blister under the sun
So give it to me
Give it to me
Give it to me
babe babe babe
Make me go
Make me go
Craze craze craze
Turn me shout me
Give me a twist
your the one that I wanna kiss
Sit down stare oh talk so slow
faster faster lets Go Go Go
So give it to me
Give it to me
Give it to me
babe babe babe
Make me go
Make me go
Craze craze craze
in the motha fucking forehead
The booty don't stop
No, it don't
And it don't stop
Bubble butt bursting out hip-huggers can't keep it contained
Need a fleet bloackade to keep that ass reined
It reigns queen, it reigns supreme, it would seem
Freddy Mercury's kind of fat bottom bursting the seams
And if you ever said it'd stop you'd be a liar
Pants on fire, hanging by a telephone wire
Bare ass watching your pants burn, scream it Koral it's your turn
And it don't stop
The booty don't stop
No, it don't stop
And it don't stop
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Tom Henry by Gorgeous
01:31
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You smoke those cigerettes to blacken your lungs make them as black as you feel
Drink that drink destroy your liver what does that deliver to you?
The stress comes in waves and it crashes so hard you shut down like a machine
But wasn't it the machine that killed Tom Henry or was that just a story?
You may be a lover, but I'm a machine
Baby, you may be a lover, but I'm a machine
Acting like we're in control of everything
I'd like to make a toast to everything
Here's to you for never making any sense
Here's to making this month's rent
Here's to the end of song
Here's to the end of song
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