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Thanks Again
02:42
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Capture the face
Lock it in save the file
First associations, gender enervation
I'm tired but I'll throw you the smile
Read a hundred books
Read a hundred more
Three hundred more you know you amass a pile
but did you settle the score?
(I just keep on dancin’, just keep on dancin’)
That's right
That's right
I keep coming, I keep on coming
Sit across from me
Tell me what I am
And you know what?
You’re right for a second
Grit your teeth, force the hand
Yeah, I know I scare you
cuz you can't box me up and call me your girl
Can't tie me into bodies
xerox zines and copies
Formalize me into your world
They wanna send me home (WANNA SEND ME HOME)
Yeah they wanna send me home (WANNA SEND ME HOME)
they wanna send me home (WANNA SEND ME HOME)
But I won't go
No I won't
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Joey, You're a Dream
01:53
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Bloodshot twinkle stargaze
You look at me so amazed
I'm not a doll
I'm not your phase
Fuck you
I'm not
A costume
I'm not both
I'm not two
No I won't
Prove shit to you
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Gentle Bender
04:16
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Big green
leather boots on the kitchen floor
What are they there for?
Holy matrimony never felt so right,
no.
I would like to be
invited in
I would like to be
invited in.
Waiting for the perfect time
Holding out for silent signs
I cut my face a crooked girl again
When you ask me what I mean by that
Can only say it depends
Now wait a minute
what does anybody have to say about it?
Did I ask your opinion?
Secure for a moment, a novice symbol;
they're skimming every inch of it.
Every inch of space
Each line on my face
Waiting for the perfect time
Holding out for silent signs
You hold my breath like I'm a little boy again
When you ask me what I mean by that
Watch my tongue bend
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It's high time my time
Having a good time?
This week is so confusing are you having a good time?
Christ, it's shit
But I'll dance through it
Yeah the blue hair waltzed on in
Real big white grin
To my chagrin you were lovely not toothless
Thought I could change that
Maybe rearrange that
Punch you mangy and gouge out your eyes
Bro, I know you didn't look at me
I know you didn't glare
But I don't care!
I wanna scare you into respect
Don't perfect me!
Or context me
Or reject me or heavy heavy pet me?
Oh shit!
What was that?
A crash? Shattered glass on top of bro Tom’s new iron cast?
What the fuck?
Who the fuck?
Thought they could do that when they saw my truck?
Don't know if you saw my ink
My arms by the kitchen sink
But you won't blink before I crinkle your jaw
Wait!
I see that kid over there
That kid with the blue hair
Bet he’s got an answer to share
Calm down, Kevin, it's fine
This rude boy fuckface is mine
Hold my wine I'm gonna shine his eyes kindly
Kill him (kill him)
Kill him (kill him)
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Hey friend
How are you?
Dyed blue?
Stole my booze?
Do you choose to be as weak as you look?
Put the 40 oz down
Your goddamn twee blue crown
I oughta pound you for trespassing Tom’s ground!
You see that window you broke?
The property of my bro?
It's a rental man, not your femme show!
How about we take it outside?
Man to man, pride to pride?
You've gotta pay, I know you've got somethin to hide.
Oh, you walkin away?
Ballet moves? Sashay? You wanna say somethin or will this take all day?
Oh, so you didn't break it?
Think I'll believe if you fake it?
You expect me to take stock in your lies?
You're gonna make me cry
My fists could make you die
I see an alibi with my stepdad eyes
Kevin, back me up!
Oh sure go walk off that gut
Thought we were friends guess it depends on the evening!
Hey! He's getting away!!
What about Tom’s window and place?
What a disgrace ohAHHHHHHHHH
Kill him (kill him)
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Iiiiiiiii took my prozac!
Aaaaand I took my fluoxetine!
Hey man, I just want my window back!
Let’s party it’s 2017!
Kill him (kill him)
Kill him (kill him)
Kill him (kill him)
Kill him (kill him)
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