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somethin pretty horrible inside
there's somethin pretty horrible inside
there's somethin pretty horrible inside
there's somethin pretty horrible inside of me
somethin pretty horrible inside
oh
somethin pretty horrible inside
somethin pretty horrible inside
oh
somethin pretty horrible inside of me
somethin pretty horrible in me
its so despicable
i can't hardly believe that i'm alive
and i don't want to wait around for it to get expelled
i've often times just thought about.......
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Watcha Doin?
03:22
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watcha doin hangin out?
i thought that you were gettin out of the scene
watcha doin with that guy?
he don't love you like i loved you when you were mine
i cant watch you livin life like youre livin it upside down
i dont wanna be the one to tell you "i told you so" twenty years from now
watcha doin with those drugs?
they won't make your pain more real than it already is
watcha doin with that grin?
it don't suit you to smile when you're sad
someone once said "there's ways of livin, it's the way i'm livin now"
(oh yeah)
i don't wanna be the one to watch you put yourself deep down underground
watcha doin askin me how i've been?
i think its clear for you to see
i'm in love with the ghost
of the girl that you used to be
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i know that love is a song, its good then its gone and theres nothing wrong
you live and you love and you lose, and you cant refuse what happens to you.
oh bricks bats canes hats a pen a sword a chain an axe
there's nothing you can use
to cut up or cut away, save it for another day can't cut out that dark part of you
and its true, lovers get you high then leave you dry
good songs never last long, the tune lingers on when you sing along
love is not the absence of pain, sometimes they're the same, the sink is the drain
you were my favorite song but i got the words wrong i sang them out of key
i put you on a pedestal, then something happened to me
i couldn't see that you wanted to be free
oh you
and its true
lovers get you high then leave you dry
i believe that love is a song, its good then its gone, so please sing along
sing with me while you still can, while i'm still your man, i'm good then i'm gone.
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I Hate This Song!
04:04
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why's it always so fucking sad when i'm around you?
It never fails.
been draggin it on too fucking long. the feeding tube's still in, but the heart's beatin' thin. Just let it die and i promise you I'll make it painless this time.
so come on jolene, take one last ride with me.
we'll have the talk and you can walk away free
just like you always wanted to be
i hate this song. it sounds like a fraud. and how many times has it been written before?
but i'll sing it true. I'm just singin to you! And I hope you hate this song too! I really do.
and i promise you
it won't be painless this time
so come on jolene, take one last ride with me.
we'll have the talk and you can walk away free
just like you always wanted to be
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Shithead Scumbag Bastard
03:56
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(this songs called shithead scumbag bastard and its about me)
i will make you hurt and then fall asleep
i will make you cry and then fall asleep
i will fuck up my life and then fall asleep
and i hope i dont wake up in the morning
i will lead you on and then fall asleep
i will make you love me and then fall asleep
i will steal your heart and then fall asleep
and i hope i dont wake up in the morning
i will hold your hand and tell you i'm your man
i will kiss your neck and whisper in your ear
all my promises but i hope you wont be near me
when i wake up in the morning
i will make you hurt and then fall asleep
i will make you cry and then fall asleep
i will fuck up your life and then fall asleep
and i hope i dont wake up in the morning
there will be no secrets between us
except the lies i know you'll believe in
i'll make you feel like you're needed
and i hope i don't wake up in the morning
i will get you drunk on words and wine
and sink into you like you're already mine
i will take your sacred secrets and waste all of your time
and i hope i don't wake up in the morning
i will make you hurt and then fall asleep
i will make you cry and then fall asleep
i will fuck up your life and then fall asleep
and i hope i dont wake up in the morning
cuz i'm still in love with a girl who's moved beyond
all my stupid words and my simple songs
so i use you to pass my time along
and i hope i don't wake up in the morning
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Hero Independency
05:03
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everyones got their little problems
everyone's got their little story to tell, well oh well
and you do too
everyones got their little foibles
everyones got a little weakness in their heart oh well
and you do too
i'm not gonna sit around and get sentimental with you
i'm not gonna sit around
its not what i do
everyones got their little regrets
everyones got their little wishes would come true
and i do too
everyones got a bit of baggage
that they would like to have lost at the airport
and i do too
everyone's got a shaky limb or two
mine might just be shakier than you
oh days go so slowly
missin you
nights come so fast
if i just had you
i'd be alright
if i just had you
i'd be ok
and i cant look forwards
seems all i can do is look back
if you love me now
like you used to
i dont even know how i'd react
all i want now's my little problem
all i want is you back in my arms again
its no good what you do to me
all i want now is to be real yeah
i just wanna feel you inside me again
your love is a curse
i'm not gonna sit around and wait
for things to get worse
i might just get up and get you today
all i want now's my little problem
all i want now is you back in my arms
i want you to come
all i want now is to feel you
all i want now is to see you inside me again
you look so good in my arms
i'm no hero without you
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Rock N Roll Song
04:41
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i got a rock and roll girl she lives out on 41
i got a rock and roll girl she lives out on 41
summertime its easy when there's no sun
i got a summertime smile, pills and a bottle of wine
i got a summertime smile, pills and a bottle of wine
havin fun, its easy when you're mine
(rap part, dont feel like transcribing this shit but i will one day)
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Ocean of Deceit
06:56
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there's an ocean of deceit buried deep inside me
all emotional receipts are in indelible ink
the cavalier remarked 'yonder deep in the dark,
evil's moving, ever malevolent.'
my maiden, mother, crone she's hunched over, alone
sanded down, silently stubborn she erodes
sorcerers still drown
steel vessels run aground
so pass your sunshine down
and let it set out loud
the stolen sundress fades
liquid love sublimates and makes a face in a cloud that rains out and down to the sea
in an ocean of deceit
which liars lie beneath
inspired sirens singing on an endless repeat
please dont go down
deep in my heart don't look around
please don't go down
the surface is still pretty to you
the water's shine will fade away
the bubbles rising will betray
the bodies that my ocean has claimed
drowning deep below
and i feel no sorrow
i wish i could control
but i just cant say no
i'm a soldier in a row
i march where i'm ordered to go
if my eyes belie my soul
at least they're still pretty to you
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New Buffalo
05:20
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i was not alone drivin up I-90 in your friends car in the backseat
air froze in the tire it was an adventure
sleepin on the side of the road in new buffalo
you smelled so good with your new body lotion wearin' my sunglasses
and your new red jacket
i looked at you
you looked out the window
the sunset was pink
the snow looked like clouds
in new buffalo
c'mon
that was when you loved me
a few years ago
i still remember
that day very clearly
and it was no metaphor
or a testament to love
it means almost nothing
its no more than what it was
which is to say a memory
of a good day we had
when we were happy
and sometimes holding hands
and i see your face
sometimes on the maps
in a dot on a line
of somewhere we were at
and its not hard to imagine
you travellin now
somewhere with your new lover
and making pretty plans
but i try not to do it
it does me no good
just like remembering
how i fell in love
in new buffalo
i learned how to fall in love
got burned
but i still dont wear no gloves
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no time to enjoy this i've got to be movin on
though my days are as empty as my nights are long
you may call me crazy though you can't call me wrong
you dont like the tune i play, but you'll still sing along
by the way you're talkin you dont seem impressed
but none of that matters when you get undressed
once you lay your head down and begin to dream
you'll be granted visions you'll wish you'd never seen
was it all a story or was it all a game?
the rules are never written the winner's never named
though we could mark pages and change the crucial names
the hero's always cliche and it always ends the same
two seconds to focus, one now for the flash
and my face is frozen, a smile like a rash
spread from ear to ear and saved for all of time
or until you delete it when you're no longer mine
there's no time for pleasure you must be movin' on
though your days are as empty as your nights are long
oh i know you're crazy, i know you're not wrong
i hate the song you're singin, but i'll still sing along
if we're all born to die when all is said and done
then what's the use of playin at bein the lonely one?
we may never find love again just like the love we had
and though it may not have been true, i like to call it that
but if you've got it figured out and your minds made up
who am i to stop you? i wouldn't press my luck
i know the future's coming one way or the next
i wont cry cuz its over, i'll smile cuz it happened
ain't no time for sorrow, this life keeps movin on
some days are as empty as most nights are long
though we all are crazy, we all can't be wrong
we may not like what's playing, but we gotta just sing along
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walkin by a hospital with sunglasses around my neck, cig in my mouth and i'm blowing smoke at all the dying patients. I see cancer in their eyes, and death is no surprise they are waiting for it.
oh she's in the backseat with her legs up in the air, her fingers in her hair i can smell it on me. cmon who's the next girl that i'm gonna fall in love with and get hurt by the drugs that she brings around me
where did all the sun go? i thought that it was shining
something in this sky is a fucking liar
i got lots of pretty words, they sure sound good in songs, but something still feels wrong with what i tell you
and i'm not free of the people that i once thought i could be
they cling to me like skin that's not quite shed, or the memory of a friend who used to be the first in your phonebook. you've perfected the art of the 'stayin alone' look.
god she's such a sucker for the heavy metal sound that when it comes around you can hear her shaking
lipstick on the lips that you kiss between her legs will you love her when she's dead to you
oh she left her clothes in your room one afternoon. you thought you'd see her soon, but you have yet to
free your mind from all the chains that memory imposes, bury all the roses you've been saving.
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White Boy Blues
05:36
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God's got his mighty fist right over me
the weight of the world is just an irony
got a roof over my head, there's food in the home
i know i'll wake up breathing but i'll wake up alone
spent all my money on cigarettes but my mom buys me coats so i dont get wet
i used to think i was lucky now im just slightly amused
guess i'll keep on singin those white boy blues
and i dont wanna think about it
i'm trying not to think at all
everytime i think i found it
its not there oh where did it go?
if all you need is love why am i still alive?
i dont love myself but i dont wanna die
there's a clock tellin time there's a dog in the hall
there's a picture of me in fourth grade on my wall
and i dont wanna think about it
i'm trying not to think at all
everytime i think i found it
its not there
oh where? where did it go?
i learned to read young but i could never read you
i guess letting go was the best i could do
got my hands in my pockets and stockings in my shoes
i guess i'll keep singin those white boy blues
i got hands in my pockets and stockings in my shoes
i guess i'll keep singing those white boy blues
i dont wanna think about it
i'm trying not to think at all
everytime i think i found it
its not there
oh where did it, where did, where did it go?
where did it go?
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It's Not My Fault
03:08
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i learned how to fly by watchin the birds fall and die
i learned to swim by watchin the fish out of water drown in the air
i learned how to love by watchin my parents fight
i learned how to live by watchin my grandparents die
i'm not ashamed of what i learned and why
why should i be?
its not my fault
its not my fault
i learned what was right by watchin myself do it all wrong
i learned how to leave by watching some people stick around too long
i learned how to lie by foolishly telling the truth
i learned how to be old by prolonging my youth
its not my fault
promise
its not my fault
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O Warrior
04:14
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he's selling smiles in twelve different styles while behind him the miles pile up single file and float away faster than repressed disaster the kind that you're after and have to keep quiet from the people that push on me and those that cushion me they wouldn't look at me if they could look at me like i was not their ideal identity for what they meant for me or what they meant for themselves
and i told you my shivering's a tool for delivering the sublimely differing opinions all filling me up with despair from each arrogant hair to the hand you place there on your hip and you stare and you say or you start to but stop at the part where you planned to be artful so hard when your hearts full of lustful intentions and confused resentment though you'd never mention the crushing depression that you feel is coursing through every endorphin its huge and amorphous and poison and porous and it wants to win.
and you're letting it
you're letting it.
don't throw the fight
o warrior for my soul.
(oh. everyone's going to die.)
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Nightmare Song
03:06
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You're the only thing i've ever believed in
but that don't mean i don't believe that you're leaving
we had a lot of laughs you know i'd take 'em back
if i could, but i can't, so i pretend it was all bad.
Broken neck, and a thrown out back, i contest your judgement:
it's not over till i say it ends.
Saw you in a bathroom. You were in a bag in the trash where you belong.
I'm not comin back.
Saw you in a bathroom. You were in the mirror starin' back.
Eerie, cuz you look so much like me.
with a bloody nose and a wilting rose, what a poem.
you got class, but your love seems to be made of glass.
I'm the ash of the evening, you're the dust at dawn; never dead, always dyin, the grass of your neighbors lawn.
you're a dream re-occurring, i'm a nightmare song getting stuck in your head 'till you can't help but sing along.
so, what now? I guess the distance builds us a home, our own in which we both can live alone.
our god is good and he loves us all so well. so why can't i learn to fucking love myself?
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Poem #2
04:42
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I don't wanna see you grow up.
I don't wanna watch us grow apart.
I don't want the changing of the seasons
changing how I see you in my heart
Some folks are meant to be a memory,
they only walk with you the time that's theirs.
Some memories are meant to be forgotten,
but you're my heart's favorite sleeve to wear.
and i remember how you first told me you were shy
and when you said you were my best friend
and i remember how the sun lit up your eyes
i'm tryin not to think of that again
I still feel your toes curlin around mine on the couch
I still feel your fingers in my hair
I still feel your love somewhere inside me
Even though, I know that it's not there.
I don't wanna see you as you are now.
I hope you're happy that's good enough for me.
I just wanna see you as you once were
holdin my hand, believing in my dreams
and i remember how you cried and held my hand
tellin me that it was the end
and i remember how you said it would all be fine
i dont wanna think of that again
i dont wanna think of that again
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if you're travelin in the north country far
where the winds hit heavy on the borderline
remember me to one who lives there
for she once was a true love of mine
if you go when the snowflakes storm
when the rivers freeze and summer ends
please see she has a coat so warm
to keep her from the howlin winds
please see if her hair hangs long
if it rows and flows all down her breast
please see for me if her hair's hangin long
for thats the way i remember her best
i wonder if she remembers me at all
many times i've often prayed
in the darkness of my night
it the brightness of my day
so if you're travellin in the north country far
where the winds hit heavy on the borderline
remember me to one who lives there
for she once was a true love of mine
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Emphysema Muffin Chicago, Illinois
ugly music for ugly people
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