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You Ate My Enchilada!
03:42
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Passing out at 3 AM is getting old and I'm getting older
Sunday Morning feels like
I drink too much, I think too much, I'm gonna need a pick me up
The Solo Cup: I really think it wakes me up.
I'm bitter, not better.
Gotta get my shit together.
I'm fed up. I wish I never
Dropped ten grand on every semester
This loan is a nightmare, my parents are worried and Sallie Mae don't care.
This is not what I wanted, I wanted more
Cut off my friends with a SZA, Drew Barrymore
I'm losing my temper over shit that I can't remember
Somebody should have stopped me
Tear up my letter
They said it would get better and better
But It's all the same
Just change the name on the sweater.
Wonder what I wanted in the first place
Come to think I can't connect the dots
Take the train and brace myself for thursday
Hoping I can beat the odds
I thought maybe it would get better
I thought maybe you'd visit september.
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Techfoot Money
03:12
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There is a God
They put my ribcage on backwards
and suffocated me with my own jaw.
Because of God
My spine is a question mark.
I'm built like a cardboard box.
I'm human but there's something off.
The squares will kill me
I beg you: fullfill me
Some days
I feel I take up space
It seems I'm always walking one way
And I always get in yours
Per chance
Maybe solace lives in searches
A certain perfect needs a purpose
A certain perfect needs a purpose
Was it worth it?
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Not My Job
03:01
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Pink Sky, Grey Clouds
Rain fell in pastel
Long day, long drive
Brain dead, still alive
Lie down, face up
Dead set to collect dust
Useless, I'll bet
If not for my skillset
Longing, tension
I have dimension
I'm outside. It makes me static
Do I take the blame for the times I shatter?
If it ends the same do the means even matter?
Come down? Can I?
Without it what am I?
Hollow? Empath?
I'm reading my forecast:
Hungry. Burnout.
Washup. Sellout.
It's only one thing
I need to mean something.
But if you ask me I'm fine.
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I'm tired of flinching when I'm in panic, I'm tired of backing out the door.
I intend to pick up what I came here for.
Perpetually lonely, I never needed you to be that cure.
I just wanna maintain that I stayed pure.
I only took my time and yours
When you called me through corridors
Oh God, It's painful.
I bet you'd find me more attractive unobtainable
This kind of play is bullshit, unsustainable
Pull off the band-aid and tell me to leave you alone.
I really don't mind.
You're only giving me a reason to commit a kind
Of forced self-love that I could never seem to find.
Pull off the band-aid so I can make it on my own.
I oughta stop sharing my faults with a stranger for half the day.
Once they know how unhinged I am, they just wanna get far away.
At least I was transparent.
So phase me out for this week's model,
I bet he's as tall as he is shallow,
I bet he makes you all kinds of anxious
Like I swore I never would
If you call that a hobby,
You should really get that fixed
'Cause I don't want to exist as a body
I just want to exist.
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Old Jersey
03:03
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You call it a microscope
I call it a mirror
You call it a microphone
I call it a speaker
I feel safe everywhere
except for the places that matter
Because my evil clones spell danger
And I have to answer for it
My friends lived underground for a year and it made them insane
They swore they'd never do it again
But I have gone to sleep in my basement this week
It's a chore to leave.
What I would give to feel like I belonged up here
What I would give to feel like I belonged up here
Oh, the agony when he looks at me, I never feel at home
We all know a John Doe
And I miss the ocean
It is oneness
It swallows up everything
And goes one way
Even on bad days,
It keeps flowing
I wanna end where the water does.
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Carly Cosgrove Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Fuck Dan Schneider
Freddie - Lucas Naylor
Carly - Helen Barsz
Sam - Tyler Kramer
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