1. |
I feel fine
01:42
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(count to ten)
I feel fine
I feel fine
Is it any ordinary thinking I should go to hell
Every morning I wake up I'm staring at myself
I feel fine
I feel fine
Is it any ordinary thinking I should go to hell
Every morning i wake up I'm staring at myself
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2. |
Count your blessings
01:39
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I hurt my ears screaming 'bout you baby
Faux metal, cheap gems, greens necks pushing daisies
Smoke blowing right down to your colored contacts
Slim waist, cute smile I think I'm going crazy
I can’t take it anymore too
My god, it’s not that hard
Stop thinking bout her
Would you you count your blessings
Come on
What you want my time
What you want with your time
Would u count your blessings ?
I hurt my ears screaming 'bout you baby
Faux metal, cheap gems, greens necks pushing daisies
Smoke blowing right down to your colored contacts
Slim waist, cute smile I think I'm going crazy
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3. |
Weightlifting
03:23
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The buildings rose so angry rising up into the sky
And I know why I'm just a little vermin crawling through the clouds
Reflected down upon the mirrored pools
While they watch me lose and lose
Wetness seeping through my shoes
Thrashing through a web of rules
I'm out of touch from everyone
You told me not to bother
To just shut up and watch my cup
And love a little smaller
Come in the midnight, in the headlights
The car is speeding at me, but you treat it like a joke
I can’t even move and if i did where would i go
Empty city streets need my blood to wet the snow
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4. |
Gatekeepers
03:27
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I would walk through high school halls alone
Indie rock in my headphones
Getting treated like a ghost
No-one liking all my posts
Cliffs where I once dreamed I'd jump
Or lay down like a traffic cone
I just wanted a few songs
Stupid language of my own
Won’t you stop you’re staring down at the me i’ve constructed
All of the time i’m fooled
I wore a lot of hats in high school
I don’t know what that says about me
But i’m failing PE, i keep it low-key
I’m with my friends in the lunch line biding my time
I said I was biding time
But didn't expect to make it past 25
Out group of the out group of the out group of the out group
The ninth friend on the sidewalk
Manic pixie throwing up
Smile muscles growing rust
Girls would say you're not my type
Now their tryna live my life
Won’t you stop you’re staring down at the me i’ve constructed
All of the time i lose
Always looking down at my shoes
I don’t know what that says about me
But i’m feeling shitty, getting lost in debris
I’m with my friends and we’re hiding, don’t let the light in
You said you liked it, but I don't believe you
You said you liked it, but in a week it's on and on to the next one
You said you liked it, but I don't believe you
You said you liked it, but you don't like me when I like it
My hair, my scene and the way that I dress
My words, my terms and my disinterest
In all the things you used to like
'Til it's time to take and you take and you take
Cause I'll never be as popular as you
You ship of Theseus pice of shit
Have fun with all my stupid toys
I'll pick em back when you're done with them
Won’t you stop you’re staring down at the me i’ve constructed
All of the time i’m fooled
I wore a lot of hats in high school
I don’t know what that says about me
But i’m failing PE, i keep it low-key
I’m with my friends in the lunch line biding my time
Won’t you stop you’re staring down at the me i’ve constructed
All of the time i lose
Always looking down at my shoes
I don’t know what that says about me
But i’m feeling shitty, getting lost in debris
I’m with my friends and we’re hiding, don’t let the light in
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5. |
Ballroom Pit Bounce
02:26
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6. |
The 2000s r coming back
03:02
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7. |
to be in love
01:49
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I’d stay in bed until i died and blow my brains out in a nine to five
Kiss one way mirrors for voyeurs outside
And throw myself into the rising tide
to be in love
to be in love
I’d lay myself down in raw cemxent
and vomit out one thousand cigarettes
Clutch a comet as it's falling to earth below
and take a knife to each and every toes
to be in love
to be in love
Just let me destroy myself for you
Just let me destroy myself for you
Just let me destroy myself for you
Just let me destroy myself for you
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8. |
00000
02:03
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9. |
Hidden Ghosts
02:55
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10. |
Boat
03:34
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I’m sitting here waiting
While the city starts to flood
It rushes up the 7 floors
And carries up all the rust
But i just caught thinking bout you
And how we’ll be apart
And our lost prized possessions deep inside the dark
I’m in my boat
Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat
I’ll be alright
Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat
I’m in my boat
Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat
I’ll be alright
Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat
The stars stretch out above
As i’m laying down
And i’m always laying down
Drifting round and round and round and round and round
I live on the roof of my house
Surrounded by open water
Windows beaten in by the sea
Flood the floors below me completely
When i dip my head overboard
I see all the lights still on,
Floating loosely by their chords all the way to the ocean floor
And every day for all this time
I’ve held my breath and swam downstairs
To look for my long lost pet fish
Its hard cause he looks like all the other fish
I dont know how the books are still intact
As i realphabetize the shelves
And flip through pages full of places i'll dive down to to see for myself
I’m in my boat
Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat
I’ll be alright
Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat
I’m in my boat
Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat
I’ll be alright
Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat
I’m in my boat
Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat
I’ll be alright
Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat Boat
I’m in my
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11. |
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It’s sorta hard to find a reason to exist
When everything is getting worse, and it’s already shit
You’re lying on your bed, looking at the abyss
It’s every day
I see your pain
I wish that i could just
Change everything, take a hammer to your life
Say something really smart to make it all okay
but it’s not
You’re feeling out of breath
The lumps inside your throat
The word around you starts to turn
You’re feeling far away
When streetlights fuzz again
You can grab my hand
I know it’s not much, but i’ll try my best to help
Cause I care about that heart pounding round in your chest
Like i care about every little thing you say, it’s okay
But i can i respond with is
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
You’re always running fast, but coming next to last
The pressure in your head is building screaming shouting loud
The faucets running dry, and there’s nowhere to hide
Every day you get worn down until you feel like there is nothing left
I swear there’s still a spark, there’s another chance, there’s a hope There’s a hope of something
But all i can say is
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
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12. |
Brooklyn Central Library
03:44
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