1. |
Impotent Joy
02:28
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One day
Things will be
Good for me
One day
Things will be
Good for you
Run away
And find me
One day
Run away
And find me
I'm okay
Still young
And stillborn
he's our son
Still young
And stillborn
Where's my gun
I'll find you
and tell you
I love you
I'll find you
And tell you
I'll kill you
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2. |
Spooky Kooky Night
02:24
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It's a Friday night,
And things are looking good
Drinking with my friends in Hollywood.
Things are getting spooky
Things are getting kooky
Slip my friend a spooky spooky spooky roofy
Drinking spooky drinks
And smoking spooky smokes
Having lots of fun
With spooky spooky folks
Wearing spooky masks
And thinking spooky thoughts
Having lots of fun
And sipping from my flask
I'm doing shit I wouldn't
Normally do
I'm sitting here drunk
Thinking of you
And all the little shit
That we used to do
If only you knew
How I felt about you
You'd change your mind
About the things that you do
Making me care
Too much about you
It's a Friday night,
And things are looking good
Drinking with my friends from Hollywood.
Things are getting spooky
Things are getting kooky
Slip my friend a spooky spooky roofy
Drinking spooky drinks
And smoking spooky smokes
Having lots of fun
With spooky spooky folks
I'm doing shit I wouldn't
Normally do
I'm sitting here drunk
Thinking of you
And all the little shit
That we used to do
If only you knew
How I felt about you
You'd change your mind
About the things that you do
Making me care
Too much about you
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3. |
dead sober
02:40
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4. |
july 6
03:59
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It's like I'm only here when I am asleep
And when I wake up I start counting sheep
I never went to school and I never grew up
I stayed in bed all day until I threw up
40 Oz later and I'm feeling sad
I died yesterday and my girlfriend is glad
I live underground at the cemetery
Right next to where all the babies are buried
And every so often I go for a walk
Looking for strangers that may want to talk
Huddled around the fire pit
Flashlight in his face just barely lit
He says do you wanna hear a scary story
counciler says just don't be gory
He says there once was a boy without a face
He disappeared from home without a trace
Now he wanders these woods all alone
And every so often he Let's out a moan
if you should see him you surely will die
And This stories true I would never lie
Listening close behind a tree
I slipped on a rock and they heard me
The campers turned around and started to scream
Everything went foggy just like a dream
I tried to say I didn't want to be alone
But the only thing that came out was a moan
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