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Red Panda
00:51
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Skipper
02:28
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What it means to be human
Is to make a whole lot of mistakes
It's not getting over bad habits
It's obsessing over what you hate
What it means to be a person
Is imperfection and to change
In a way that you are used to
But a way that those who know you kind of hate
Oh, what it means to be you and me
Kicking in the air and living life so violently
Oh, what it means to be you and me
Let's hold hands and exchange electricity
What it means to be realistic
Is eventually you'll take back what you say
What it means to be a person
Is not being brave enough for today
The definition of humanity
Is fighting cause you're scared, or just to fight
If you've been fighting some insanity
I forgive you for that one time
Oh, what it means to be you and me
Kicking in the air and living life so violently
Oh, what it means to be you and me
Let's hold hands and exchange electricity
Let's hold hands and exchange electricity
Let's hold hands and exchange electricity
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Wanna Party
02:15
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I wanna go to a party
It'll be a whole lotta fun
I don't want to have a plan for once the cops show up
I wanna be drunk
So you can carry me and run
It'll be so romantic, it'll be just like the movies
When I'm overdosed on drugs
But I wake up
And I get dressed
In my stomach there's a lovely, lovely pit
Endless fantasies
Make more cavities
For a stomach lined with teeth that eats impulsively
Fill that hole with trash and video
Watching as it eats until it grows
It's got a habit of destruction
It's got filler and no function
So I'll cover it up with week old clothes
And I'm living life like I'm living through a straw
Can't take on anything while it is pure and raw
I'll feel it a little later on
Long enough to distort it till it's gone
I wake up
And I get dressed
In my stomach there's a lovely, lovely pit
Endless fantasies
Make more cavities
For a stomach lined with teeth that eats impulsively
(Fill that hole with trash and video)
(Watching as it eats until it grows)
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Labor Day
01:35
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Leave and enter like three times
Asking the same question twice
The only words I can put together
That it's Labor Day
Can't tell if they're open or closed
If there's even people sitting at the tables
Or if they all disappeared with the rain
And my umbrella
I can't tell if it's raining
If my hair is soaking wet
I feel a loose cold feeling on my shoulders
And that's pretty much the extent
Everything felt great till it didn't
Till trying to get lunch became incoherent
Leave and enter like three times
Asking the same question twice
The only words I can put together
That it's Labor Day
Can't tell if they're open or closed
If there's even people sitting at the tables
Or if they all disappeared with the rain
And my umbrella
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Little Spoon
02:06
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I want to be the little spoon
I want to make a mess of my messy room with you
Let's do something, anything at all
Everything else so far just makes me withdrawal
I want to feel this weather with you
Eat outside the market
Hell, I just want to talk to you more often
Cause I am cut off from the world
I feel a chilling disconnect
And Sometimes when I get desperate, I will pet myself in bed
And I've never even kissed
But I'll go all the way up
Texting strangers from the area that would like to meet to fuck
I am shaking in my boots
He steps outside into the rain
I'm pretty sure he changed his mind, but didn't say it to my face
All he said to me was "Sorry, not today"
"My roommate just got back"
From then on he stopped responding
Destroyed my confidence, and won't even say a thing
Guess I'm entitled to always get almost
And end up with nothing
So I just want to be the little spoon
Not even sex, just need to cuddle up in my messy room with you
So give me something, anything at all
Everything else but you just makes me withdrawal
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6. |
Million To One
02:35
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Guess I'm spending another 15 dollars
To make another week of chance
For a once a week subscription
To mess up once in a lifetime attempts
Making friends is hard
Trying to take an extra step, but it's really far
Thinking of every single scenario
There's a million and one stars
I want to find the one where you're not worried
That God will strike you down with his giant bolts of lightning
I'd like to have a lot of fun
I wish I had a map of what can be done
But sadly it's a million to one
My bed had a smell when you left
I sprayed it away but left a little bit
And that piece of your affection put me to bed
And when you said it won't work out
I was expecting it by now
The second you mentioned you parents
The second you had a question about this
And if I could search the stars for my wish
And look through the rest for direction
I'd take it on, yeah I'd do it if I could
But there's a million and one in question
I'd like to have a lot of fun
I wish I had a map of what can be done
But sadly it's a million to one
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Bumfuck, West Virginia
03:06
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I want to do something cute
I want to do and say the stupid shit they do and say it all to you
Stoop down to my level, please
I want you to ruin me
With the nicest words I've ever heard
And then realize that it just won't fucking work
I want to do something new
Outside of this little loop
Bumfuck, west virginia
Every chance is so far from the area
Getting high as a substitute
Sitting outside in the night, it's so beautiful
I didn't bring my glasses, I can't see the fucking stars
Just kiss me already
Just open the shower curtain
Just push me against the wall
Fucking punch me in the face
I enjoy my walks
Till the air touches my body in a way that makes me stop
I can't walk it off
I'm already walking
Is it some torture of monotony
The same constant that I always feel like vomiting
Eating doesn't do enough anymore
I don't think anything does
I want to do something cute
I want to do and say the stupid shit they do and say it all to you
Stoop down to my level, please
I want you to ruin me
With the nicest words I've ever heard
And then realize that it just won't fucking work
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Sorry Capacity
01:33
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I have no clue what to tell you anymore
I don't know how to be there anymore
There's a limit that I've hit
For just how sorry I can get
When the song isn't about you, you get upset
And I feel guilty for every step I take
I feel bad for you with every single move that I make
And every time I'm high I'm thinking of what you would think of me
It's hard seeing your idolized and idealized change
I don't know how I can help you anymore
No idea how I can push you any further
If I push then I'm afraid
You'll end up facing the wrong way
Stalling any chance of revelations made
Please stop waiting
Do something even if it feels crazy to let go
And every time I'm high I'm thinking of what you would think of me
It's hard seeing your idolized and idealized change
I have no clue what to tell you anymore
I don't know how to be there anymore
There's a limit that I've hit
For just how sorry I can get
When the song isn't about you, you get upset
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Dog's Omen
02:22
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I have a family
And I'm terrified of inheriting their genes
I don't wanna be a narcissist or cancer ridden
Destined to die early
I want to live to be 500 or 1000
I don't want to see my dog die
He got cancer recently
I believe in bad omens
When something like that happens to something as innocent as Kota
I believe in bad omens
I believe that my eczema was a sign of the times to come
If I had a family
I'm terrified that they'd be like me
Not quite right in the head and certainly not happy
If I make no family
I might find my way through an economy
I feel is destined to kill me before I am 30
I believe in bad omens
When I mark a date on a calendar I am frozen till it's over
I believe in bad omens
I fear chance and luck more than I fear God
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The Moon
00:56
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I've been thinking about the back seat of a car
Cold leather interior, on road trips we know who we are
We got a lot of money
We can spend it if we want to
Everyone knows everyone
Drinking and fun ensue
Now here comes some contrast
I'm not doing exactly that
It's not unusual, but it hasn't been made into hundreds of (fucking) songs yet
The shower or the curb
The moon or the bath
If I get high enough and then go to sleep will I dream of it again
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11. |
Marinara Dip
02:32
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I've been rewarding myself
With the bare minimum and worst kind of self help
A lot of fucking sugar
I like my cheese deep fried while high
That's how I have gotten by
(Technically I steal mozzarella sticks almost every day)
(And you can judge me, but I've got marinara dip,)
(And that's the highlight of my day)
I'm such a fucking loser cause I never clean my room
All my clothes are 3 weeks old but they're new
With a little trick I call shitty perfume
(Am I depressed?)
Now they smell like chemicals
(I can't tell)
I wonder if they can tell that I'm gross
(Am I depressed?)
When I get home I smell like shit
(Somebody tell me)
Immediately take an edible and sit and stew in it
Cause I've been rewarding myself
With the bare minimum and worst kind of self help
Cause I've been rewarding myself
With the bare minimum and worst kind of self help
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12. |
Liar
01:28
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I always feel like I'm hiding something
Always feel like I'm hiding something
Always feel like I'm hiding something
Even when I'm not
I'm not just a product of my environment
I have an indoor ugliness
And it crushes me all like a metal press
And it molds into my carelessness
I always have to hide something
I always have to hide something
I feel the need to hide something
Even when I don't
I have to lie to my friends
I have to fail every class
I have a destiny, a great destiny
It was prophesized by the best
I have to fuck up again
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13. |
Skipper (Reprise)
02:23
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What it means to be human
Is to make a whole lot of mistakes
It's not getting over bad habits
It's obsessing over what you hate
What it means to be a person
Is imperfection and to change
In a way that you are used to
But a way that those who know you kind of hate
Oh, what it means to be you and me
Kicking in the air and living life so violently
Oh, what it means to be you and me
Let's hold hands and exchange electricity
What it means to be realistic
Is eventually you'll take back what you say
What it means to be a person
Is not being brave enough for today
The definition of humanity
Is fighting cause you're scared, or just to fight
If you've been fighting some insanity
I forgive you for that one time
Oh, what it means to be you and me
Kicking in the air and living life so violently
Oh, what it means to be you and me
Let's hold hands and exchange electricity
Let's hold hands and exchange electricity
Let's hold hands and exchange electricity
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