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Garden
02:57
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parka's folded, edge of my bed
breezy blowin'
petals flutter dead and frozen
mixin' with trash and homework
everything's peachy and golden
replied with sincere tone and
monologued once everybody bailed and moved on
i'm not trying to hold them
watching my plants grow older
turnin' brown because i forgot to water
oh no
oh yeah
next time i'll try
a little bit harder
put in time
weedin' the garden
soon i'll be warm and toasty
back home with my stupid puppy
maybe he's not a puppy anymore
he's old and grumpy
so we'll sit and stare from
our windowsill over the garden
lookin' out over the buds under leaves and roughage
maybe i should get a better hobby
something not seasonal or timely
it stressed
me out
i'll talk to a third party
i'll be good
i'm just lazy
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2. |
El Niño
02:24
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halfsies on a bogue
i don't think i'm so opposed
to ramblin' as the outer layer clothes
find their way onto the hanger for the year
tie my shoes up tight
with the salt stainin' the suede
its all neighborhood games
on a roundabout sorta saturday afternoon
hits just like the light
i am a drifter gunfighter
cap pistol with a tired
wisp of smoke driftin' up from the fuse
did you like that?
appearances start to change
i'm in a viscous state
some foreclosed real estate
on a notebook page from the other day
operation stops when he starts to exclaim
"I'm no longer feelin' the pain!"
doc forgot the wristwatch
got sewn up in the haste
halfsies on a bogue
i'm a zebra covered in spades
just another drinking game
she's the king on the tip of the can
did you like that?
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3. |
Last
02:35
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i snuck away
i dipped n stated
that i don't have
to feel obligated
for love
i only said it once
in my life
its enough for me
once lasts a while for me
keep standards low and patient
if you want you can float here for ages
i am sedated
cuz once is enough
for me
once lasts a while for me
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4. |
Self
02:22
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trash bag
caught on a branch in a bad way
glad to be stickin' to something i say
loosely
lose me
not worth the patience or the looseleaf
i like scribbling in notebooks
i always lose the looseleaf
stuck under the rug
or under the seat
lookin' up from beneath
you watch me sweep under the table
the couch the cracks its gettin' later
hoverin' hopin' you can get at my genuine self
you want my genuine self
sorry i already forgot your struggles again
i was drunk asleep and you ramble
just stumbled past my genuine self
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5. |
Forty
01:54
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sky broke when it hit 7
clear and slight
amber yet bright
dark on the rows
of homes outlined
by lines of white
blurry as light subsides
and drifts into night
drift into the tired night
set down gently
i am glass
forty
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6. |
Sharpie
04:20
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it'll take a little time
standin' in the bathroom line
with sharpie on my hand
with directions to where you stand
in close proximity to the band
but it all smudged and now i can't get back
a thought i didn't understand
it gets so loud
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7. |
5 Good Lines
03:01
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i'm a renaissance
a culture shock
i carry the weight of the dumb ol dogs
biting the lip
of the master
the owner
i got so many things i could show em
smile high
pretty and wise
i got my tricks
beating my horse alive
i hate them all
i really hate them all
i resign from all of my time
i've had about five good lines in my whole life!
celebrate the early works sink back into those times
forever i'll be sippin gin n tonics on the futon burned out i feel it i want it i could it for months do it with me oh do it for me ohhhhhh
yer boy's on the comedown like a bag of bricks
crushin the spine
i am compressed
i can't unwind
i am sick
i resign from all of my time
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8. |
Spearmint
01:42
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chew and sit
all that spearmint
green to white
tucked in cheek
can you spare a light for me, sir?
i don't wanna bother anyone no more
"sore and slower"
could be the closer on an album i wrote
sit while you can
listen while you can
stay lucid as long as you can
you're a moment
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9. |
Test (2016)
02:09
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don't get too close
cuz i smell like smoke and a forty
oh no
don't take it personally
i blow my vices out of proportion
i'm just normal
i've been isolated more than this extrovert could be
i read it in my myers briggs test, a-hey-hey!
i've been a lil isolated so sleep with me
saw it on my rorschach test, a-hey-hey.
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10. |
Dog Dreams (2014)
04:27
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i'm feelin' lonely and my dog is having a dream
he's twitching slowly and i wish i were him
he doesn't have to get up for work in the morning
he lies on his back paws up gently snoring
probably dreaming of all the girl dogs
something stupid i thought
i dunno what i'll do when he's gone
i dunno what he'll do when i'm gone
he's my dog
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11. |
Oct. 2-5 (2014)
03:07
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please judge me lightly
i'm not as sad as you might think
honestly i'm pretty happy
just in a transitional phase
in october in the morning
i can say that i'm glad that you're sober and not boring
you waved to me at lunch
i recorded every moment
i think back to that moment
i felt important
so mom, i'm not as sad you might think
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12. |
Gill T (2013)
01:58
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herr blitzkrieg and nicki are doomed right from the start
Its tricky but DMC don’t run this far
figuratively, neesh has got me wobbling this time
i’m sad
'magnolia' made me feel bad
i don’t want you to know I’m writing about you
so don’t act like a prodigy,
a bonafide james dean,
when you can’t remember your night
cuz I’m guilty of pathology
i spread the disease
and now I’m never ever gonna feel right
and i don’t want you to know I’m thinking about you
i don’t want you to know i’m staring right at you
i don’t want you to know i’m lookin right at you
i don’t want you to know that there’s more than one of you
it’s them bad dreams
them sleazy guy things
tryna justify me
with all them bad dreams
oh no
would you still wanna be my friend
why do you wanna be my friend
why would you be my friend if you knew
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13. |
4th of July (2013)
02:22
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if it fell out i woulda been done
stashin' all that beer in my trunk
can't drink anymore, it isn't fun
told a lil lie, now i'm feelin dumb
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