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Intro
00:30
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2. |
Mr. Will
01:38
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I'll sit here lying in my bed
Can you please come take me instead
I'll sit here rotting in our heads
A memory faded life in beath
Good times come
And then they go
But why do
You always have to take me home
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3. |
Phuck
03:35
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I hate you
Soak in your regret
Your regression to angry teenager is pathetic
Why can't you see
Smash my car
You smashed my head
The same way you smashed our lives
You can't mend it
I loved to hang out with you
But you ruined that
It's gone it's forgotten, get over it
I'm over it
Don't text my phone
Leave me alone
Won't check my phone
Leave me alone
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4. |
The Water Guy Is Gone
03:16
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How should I feel
Holy shit what do I do
Why couldn't my parents
Love me like yours do
Feel so safe at your house
If not at my own
Crash my god damn head
Into a fucking stone
How should I feel
When they tell me they love me
Finally learning how to feel
How love should be
Feel so safe at your house
If not at my own
I won't crash my head
Into the fucking stone
Oh shit, wait wait, fuck you
Dumpcake Bitch
Fuck You
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If I could go back and change it
Well, I don't know if I would
So it's a good thing that I can't
Look out your window at your front porch
And wonder who the fuck am I
To act the victim, sit, and cry
Questions build up, cyclic patterns
Wonder who, what, when, where, why
How much of everything's a lie
He said
"Not everything about me is true"
He said he sees himself in me
But I will never be like you
I used to fake being asleep so that I wouldn't have to see you
You're always yelling at me I "only call when I need you"
But did you really think that I'd forgive you
All of the time I mistook and took for granted needing you
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6. |
The Water Guy Is Back
03:00
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It's simple, it's easy
I'm getting better
And I'm getting the help I need
The thought of no changes
Was devastating
Although there's comfort in that
And when I thought
The world was gonna end
I'm getting better every single day
I'm getting better every single day
I'm getting better every single day
I'm getting better every single day
I'm getting better every single day
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7. |
Bed Inside a Bed
01:35
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Keep me safe tonight
Screaming, hold me tight
I just want to be
In your arms, in your bed
Walking home alone
My dad's on the phone
Screaming hold me tight
Please come here, I need you
Scared to enter my door
Screaming shake on the floor
I just want to be
In your arms. in your bed
Your arms are my bed
Bed inside a bed
Love inside my head
Things are bad, except for you
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8. |
I'm Pregnant
02:09
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I wanted sex
Look what happened
Feeling like Juno in this bitch
Big accident
Tender melon
Why couldn't God take me instead
Ooo I'm Pregnant
Ooo I'm Pregnant
Ooo I'm Pregnant
Ooo I'm Pregnant
Ooo I'm Pregnant
Ooo I'm Pregnant
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9. |
We <3 Kratom
03:33
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I haven't felt real in a little bit
About two years or so
I'm sick and tired of watching movies
When will I start to live my life
My nose won't stop bleeding, it's pretty bad
I'm crying bleeding in the sink
The stains will wash out with a little bleach
Too bad what you did won't go with it
Everything sucks
And it's all your fault
It's not even worth it
To sing this fucking song
I lie to you everyday
Hoping you go away
But you never fucking do
You always fucking stay
You always fucking stay
Everything sucks
And it's all your fault
It's not even worth it
To sing this fucking song
I lie to you everyday
Hoping you go away
But you never fucking do
You always fucking stay
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10. |
Hairy Buford
02:17
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Wake up and I see your face
I can hardly take the pain
These things you've done, they hurt a bit
I hope that your life goes to shit
Our world is changing
Turn nothing into something
But it's just
A relapse
A rehash of everything
But you know
The problem
And seem to not care at all
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11. |
Goodbye, Dumpcake
06:12
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A little blank notebook
And a tiny paint set
The shine of your soul
Consumes me and god would I let it
You asked for the picture
But I had to say no
I knew you'd have lost it
I still take it wherever I go
Tomorrow's your birthday
I'm calling your name
You're not even here
And I'll wonder if you'll do the same
Afraid of what's coming
But I shouldn't be
Cause it doesn't matter right now
And soon you'll teach me to see that
Maybe I should get some sleep
I've gotta rest up
Maybe I should wear more green
Just like I used to
Maybe I shouldn't smoke weed
Maybe I'll do what I need
But I'm happy with what we've done
Through every mistake made under the sun
You've taught me so much
If this is the end then I've had so much fun
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