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Bonnie and Clyde
03:31
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You’re my ride or die
Don’t need an alibi
Pedal to the floor
Open roads and blue skies
We’re on the run again
Not turning ourselves in
I see the lights
I hear the sirens
We’re going out in style
I swear to god they’ll never take us alive
When we walk down the aisle
They’ll say that you and I look just like Bonnie and Clyde
I’ve got the charm and
You’ve got the violence
My glass is half full and
You might be a nihilist
We’re too smart to get caught
You’ve watched too much true crime
Don’t talk to the cops and
You won’t do any time
We’re going out in style
I swear to god they’ll never take us alive
When we walk down the aisle
They’ll say that you and I look just like Bonnie and Clyde
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Tuna
03:18
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Is this a costume?
Some crude disguise?
A persona I adopt to try to recognize
Myself,
Among the crowd,
Tattoo my arms, black my eyes, and scream out loud
Break a leg take a chance
Get up on the floor and dance
There’s no time to pretend
Tonight the world just might end
I trade my masks,
To fit the scene
One is cool, one is shy, and this one’s kinda mean
I’ll try to be honest
I promise
No more deception, misdirection, I’ll be myself
Break a leg take a chance
Get up on the floor and dance
There’s no time to pretend
Tonight the world just might end
When you look in the mirror? Who do you see?
When you look in the mirror? Who do you see?
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Time Machine
02:57
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Summer is a time machine, fueled by cheap beer and box wine,
Haven’t seen you in forever, we both say we’re doing fine,
You live on the other side of the country I’m not good at picking up the phone
But none of that matters feels like you never left when we meet up back home
Maybe once or twice a year
We’ll reminisce and get drunk on everclear
Woah, let it go let it go let it go
All the hopes and fears, the wasted years
Let’s break away, we’re living for today
Skip your flight back to LA
Stay with me for one more day
No matter how much we grew up, with jobs and kids and wives
Very different stages of our very different lives
We’ll try to meet up at the hometown parade on the fourth of july
It’s always see you later, it’s never goodbye
Raise your
Glasses
Make a
Toast that
We’ll stay
Loyal friends forever
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4. |
Misery
04:13
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I deserve every bad thing that’s happened to me
I was a selfish asshole in my twenties
I played around and I broke hearts, I told lies
I’ll be paying for it til the day that I die
My therapist tells me I’m being codependent
Killing myself to be your personal attendant
Low self-esteem too much responsibility
Taking care of everyone except me
Maybe I’ll crash and burn, self-immolate
Maybe I’ll accept my apology
Maybe I don’t have to live this way
Put me out of my fucking misery
I hold myself to a ridiculous standard
Pretend I’m good but I’m really just a coward
I play the suffering hero for the audience
I worry sometimes the con is obvious
I can’t forget and I can’t forgive me
I built the cell but I swallowed the key
I put myself in this cage
I don’t know how to live any other way
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Texarkana Nights
03:12
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Texarkana nights
Evil appetites
Parked on lovers lane
Bullet in the brain
Small people small town
Phantom on the prowl
Sacks with holes for eyes
Maybe you’ll survive
Take me out, of here tonight, take me for a ride
We gotta drive, we still have time, to cross the state line
He’s got no alibi
Chased by the FBI
They never caught the guy
He’s still out under the moonlight
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5 to Life
02:51
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Five to life for paint, medals for the boys in blue
Impunity for murderers, jailed for speaking the truth
No shelter for the homeless, no money for the poor
But when the cops ask for handouts, they always get more
You stand on the sidelines, while they give it all
Arm in arm on the frontlines, their backs to the wall
Nightstick wielding nazis, these fascist police
But we won’t give up, no justice, no peace
Stand up, fight back
Counter, attack
These are your last rites
This is your last night
They’ve already declared you enemy of the state
Light a flag on fire and fill them all with hate
Obliterate to recreate, red white and blue incinerate,
Fly your black flag before it’s too late
Don’t trust anyone you’ll get a knife in the back
Get what you deserve working with bootlicking hacks
Wifebeating racists and liars and thieves
Killing unarmed people for paid administrative leave
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7. |
Same Old Stories
03:01
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My past is not a weapon for you to stab me
In the back with when I am crawling on my knees
To beg for your forgiveness, to no avail indeed
Just so you can spread more rumors, like roaches in the street
It seems that everybody
They tell the same old stories
That we’ve all heard before
It seems that everybody
They tell the same old stories
But it’s up to us to tell our own
Can’t find a landlord that will let us stay
Can’t find a job that pays a living wage
Am I forever defined, by the past I’ve left behind
No second chances, no way to hit rewind
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8. |
Burnout Generation
02:57
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Candle burning
At both ends
I’m running out of matches, wax, and good sense
We go on
Like nothing’s wrong
But my heart is pounding tick-tick-ticking like a suicide bomb
We are the burnout generation
We’re worn down to the bone
We’re running out of patience
And into the unknown
I, just, want you to notice
I, just, want you to see
Give me a pill
To calm me down
Keep my chemicals calibrated, I just wanna be sedated
Call us lazy
And narcissistic
Last I checked, you’re too selfish to protect our existence
We’re done working for you
Fuck you I quit
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