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don’t think i won’t
don’t think again
you could never stop it
trapped inside empty black rooms
with your homemade bottle rockets
you’re always up to nonsense
third degree burns,
but shit could be worse
getting worried that i’ll always be
too close to home
i’ll never have a life thats my own
you say “help me write up a press kit”
but i don’t even know what that means
or “find me some antidepressants”
the only thing that helps these days is weed
yeah...
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Mad at Him
02:26
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every few months get hit
with the brutal realization
that i’ve just been smokin mids,
lungs full of flames i’m wastin
my own fuckin breath
ay i don’t think my lung’s cut out for this
whether i’m gaspin for fresh air
or callin out to my therapist
pay my rent when it’s due
no landlord kickin my ass out
garbage truck might not come
but we still takin the trash down
no more wars unless we talkin class
finger on a shard of glass, learnin from the past
no billionaire in history
made a billion dollars ethically
endgame? what’s the apogee?
no more worries for your family?
that hasn’t even been born yet
trying to maintain your dynasty
but i’ll devour the cops and the 1%
without a thought of anxiety
but the blood's gotta spill at the end of the evenin
always a reason our earthly bodies stop breathin
too soon on the full moon, howlin into the abyss
how many folks that think freedom is theirs
really know what freedom is?
easy on yourself, it’s the end of the day
we can play our memories back in 4k
some day
i think i’ll watch the one on moms 51st birthday
a lot when she’s gone and all my hairs gray
and as i get worse at knowing just what to say
maybe i was like it all along and all alone
it’s hard to see yourself from a perspective that ain’t your own
or to admit it’s all bullshit, everything you’ve ever known
cold like a stone, put down the phone
you’re already home
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You Call It A...
02:46
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you call it a graveyard
i call it a goldmine
fucked up and starved
trippin wires on your landmines
you call it a parked car
i call it a lifeline
you said it was so charred
you couldn’t even recognize
you call it a glass shard
i call it an exit
your question caught me off guard
and i meant to deflect it
all of the red flags
that demanded to be seen
wish the passenger airbag
kept you alive and serene
you call it a lost cause
i call it simply hopeless
pissing in the wind
now you’re covered in your own piss
you call it a pipe dream
i call me on my own bullshit
hard to get pulled by the strings
when you’re not a fucking puppet
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Good Enough to Damn
02:24
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beyond distressed with black-coated lungs
you’re never impressed you’ve never had fun
a giant water bottle won’t keep your demons at bay
you’ll be a little less dehydrated
but you’ll still never know what to say
you don’t wanna know all the secrets of life
just how to know when you should back out of fights
without having to take this many punches
to only feel empty inside
I need to take this slow so its flawless
but then I just feel empty and i’m sorry
a giant blunt that you rolled
won’t annihilate decay
you’ll be a little less anxious
but you’ll still be dead someday
so take the time that you have left
it’s for you, all for yourself
to do all of the things you love the best
as long as they don’t hurt someone else
doing something with somebody else
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Cumbersome on Cumberland
01:50
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am i so fucking chaotic
that i make good people worse
just by hopelessly existing
and convincing them that therapy works
am i so fucking obnoxious
that all my words come out as bits
seven layers of irony deep
no one can tell that i mean it
i shower my reflection in compliments
try to lighten the mood a bit
but i get dizzy if i stare for too long
took too many hits
lightheaded but at what cost
a white wooden window pane stays coated in frost
and a couch that’s easy to sink into
like all the days behind you
or even the ones that haven’t happened yet
with bated breath
everybody waits for the sun to explode
so many corpses that we can’t have funerals
pathetic, synthetic manifestation
pathetic, synthetic manifestation
pathetic, synthetic manifestation
pathetic, synthetic manifestation
sometimes I’ve got so much hope for the world
i can get out of bed and smile a little bit
while i water my flowers and get through this shit
sometimes I remember every terrible opinion I’ve ever heard
and I would pay you money to suck the oxygen out of my lungs
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25I-NBOMe
03:29
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this is a serious question
have you ever had a hotdog before?
they are wonderful and tasty and tender
i really wanna eat a hotdog right now
hotdog hotdog hotdog, my mouth is watering
what do i need?
a hotdog is what i see in my future
hotdog hotdog
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100 Rings
03:31
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12:34 again
and you’re not really that surprised that you’re awake and empty
sorta used to not having any thoughts
but you cracked a can of fucked up and let them free
you hope no one else feels this dizzy when
they start to think of all the times they bled
in bathroom sinks or of every tiny injury
to all the dreams that suddenly ceased to be
bored and stoned
looking through all the old messages in my phone
and i realize the last time my brothers and sister talked to me
was last may when i turned twenty
take that foot off the gas
(i love them)
out of the blue another 365 days go by
and every time the mirror sees your face
it can barely recognize who you are or if you’re alive
but life is so many things we never even see
infinite possibilities, graceful beginnings
every night you forgot in your sleep
why’s it always feel like the ending again
and you notice because the simulation’s
fucked up but you’re doing a lot
better than you were last year
but you still feel stuck here
or anywhere at all
there’s still that fear of death
(i love it)
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I Am Not Alive
04:37
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1967 but with a plague
like 45 but it’s on purpose
they know exactly what they’re doing
aware that most don’t have the courage
these homicidal fucks would pull their guns
on air bubbles on the surface
as easy as it is to get a badge,
they sure seem to think they earned it
law & order doesn’t mean
anything you think it means
society won’t begin to collapse
when blue uniforms don’t hold weight like they did in the past
for every “blue lives matter” post,
i have to remind them they don’t
you got to choose your fucked profession,
a conscious choice to uphold oppression
i am not alive
i am not alive
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@hotfudgesomeday
01:31
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these cemetery gates are a once-stainless chain link fence
rusted hatch left unlatched
by those careless who came and went
when you're not worth saving
they don't care to let you slip into
the blank headstones,
waiting for engravings next to the drive through
soldiers marching, nothing I can do
this church has been burning over a decade
no answer to repeated crisis calls made
no insulation, x marks the spot
not-so-empty graves left out back to rot
the rats hang around letting their lungs fill with smoke
but everyone else forgot
who cares if i'm broken?
i think i’m the only one who does
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