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there are so many things i want to say
but the past is just that to me i'm no dalloway
and while i may appear to be
a fragile thing, like a flower or weed
i assure you no one's gonna pluck me
i'm naturally plucky
you can let her do whatever you want
let her give you head, let her stay in your bed
and when you arise in the morning for the sunrise
and see her with me
may you see orange lavender and pink
and red
there are so many things wrong with this routine
but the past is just that and i don't know what that means
because while i may appear to be
an insufferable opportunist, i'm actually a piece of chicken shit
no one's gonna love me
i'm naturally ugly
and i'll let her do whatever she wants
i'll let her walk all over my dirty heart and backyard
and she look longingly through the chain link fence
i'll call her a bitch, she'll call me a hypocrite
and we're back where we started from
she'll leave and i'll say, "see you next month!"
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caught you looking away
caught you tearing away
at the fabric of everything we worked for, you devoured
it whole
hopeless, in all my devotion
broke ass, but not quite done for
give me a reason to be and i'll give you a reason to be seeing stars
i'm taking your change and i'm taking charge
pump your fists in the air, like that'll bring revolution
throw your arms in the air, like you've just given up
i know that sometimes it seems so meaningless
but remember things can only have meaning if we assign it to them
despite what those corporate ads may tell you, failure's an option
despite what those corporate ads may tell you...
life sucks when you're young and then it sucks when you're old
you wanna die when you're young and you'll die when you're old
so clutch your tiger beat like it's the fountain of youth
tell yourself the tiger beat is the only semblance of truth
pump your fists in the air, like that'll bring revolution
throw your arms in the air, like you've just given up
i know that sometimes it seems so meaningless
but remember things can only have meaning if we assign it to them
despite what those liberal douchebags swear, failure's an option
despite what those liberal douchebags swear...
woah oh
woah oh
chorus
despite what those corporate ads may tell you, failure's an option
despite what those liberal douchebags swear, failure's an option
despite what your mother says about you, failure's an option
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here we go again
with that "here we go again"
i swear i could've been there and back by now
the sky is full of diamonds
is an admirable theory
if you're an idiot or separatist
blood's thicker than sarsaparilla
you know what they say about cooks in the kitchen
get your split personalities in order
alphabetize the books on your shelves and get yourself together
because you're destined to lose
you're destined to cry
destined to be sacrificed
you're the first in your family to graduate high school
the first in your family to feel any god damn shame
here we go again
with the shit that's in your head
i don't seem to be able to depart
you couldn't possibly confess
couldn't possibly admit
all the doubts you have about their so-called clout
chorus
here we go again
i've got paper and a pen
i need a guitar strap and a pic
people like you make me sick
and here we go again
with your dogma and your sin
with your virginity and sexualization
"amy, the least you could do is put up with them"
chorus
you're the first in your family to aim to dissent
you're the first in your family to refuse to repent
you're the first in your family to feel any goddamn shame
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23 is only one away from my favorite number 22
but all the bloodshed can't compare to how i felt when i'd heard you'd
married her
you'd married her
you married her
you married her
will nineteen be my lucky break,
or will something else get broke is the question here
i wish you'd just go away, take your smug face with you,
my version of a tiger beat poster
you married her
you fit my dimensions perfectly
you should be inside of me
i read an essay you wrote back in '97
jerked off and it got me to eleven
i built my imaginary life around you
we had an imaginary house with imaginary curtains too
and i can't believe you would do that to me
you should be inside of me
but whatever
you're so not a dreamboat, and you're so not all that,
and you're super awkward, and you're so uncoordinated
and i'm so alone and god i love it,
what the hell do you mean by jaded
you're so not really that smart,
and you're probably not that interesting
and you're so not really that great,
what the hell was i thinking
and there are so many variables
and reasons why you can't leave her,
why the hell do i want to bone a math nerd?
you married her
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Don’t talk to me, Nepal
I’ll catch you after a drunken fall
It’s so like you to not like me
Can we take a minute
and conversate, lay our metaphorical cards on the table
It’s so like you to do it in spades
You need help, buddy
I need to look good
So let’s get symbiotic up in this bitch
Don’t stop me now, I’m tearing
down the walls like the Russian elite
I’m taking everybody with me
(If you pay your own way)
Don’t stop it now, I’m breaking
pretty soon the floodgates will open
I hope that you have your Bible ready to go
Let’s get coping
I need help, buddy
I’m reaching the end
So let’s get optimistic up in this shit
She said can’t you close your legs
And I said why of course
She said am I supposed to elaborate
And I said no, I’m just gonna shut the door
She said can’t you close your legs
And I said no because I like the breeze
She said boys’ll get the wrong impression
And I said I just get them on their knees
Don’t talk to me, Nepal
I’ll catch you after a drunken fall
It’s so like you to not like me
Don’t stop me now, I’m tearing
down the walls like the Russian elite
I’m taking everybody with me
If you pay your own way
You need help, buddy
I’m reaching the end
So let’s get the fuck out of here
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Archy
i really like your type
i really like your type
archy
i'm staying up all night
i'm staying up all night
(not that i wouldn't anyway
i'm just not the kind of person to appreciate the day)
Archy
i know you won't hear me
i know you won't hear me
but archy,
i've just gotta try
they've been saying that you will survive
(duck and cover motherfucker
and kiss your ass goodbye)
let's talk about the little things, like the way your top lip quirks up when you say something funny
let's talk about the miserable things, like the earthquakes, the economy, and plastic surgery
there are so many things that i want to say, but the cat's got my tongue and buried it in her litter box
archy
you're the greatest poet that's ever been
i don't give two shits about Dickinson
archy
i'll be the worst desperate act that you'll ever do
you'll need insecticide to get me off of you
archy
i really like your type
i'm staying up all night
archy
i really like your type
i think it's really nice
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You ran the stop sign; I will too
You forgot to tie your shoe
My tongue is so...
My tongue is so...
My tongue is so...
What’s the problem here?
You’re gonna kill me
for something I haven’t done yet
You’re blaming me for the fallout
Lighters in the air
There’s no way to win with you
There’s no way out of echelon hell
I’m damned if I don’t, damned if I do
damned underground to be thoroughly amused
by the debris you’ve left behind
You can shine the light down on my head
Hopefully a bulb will grow and then
I’ll truly know...
I’ll truly know...
I’ll truly know...
what’s the problem here
chorus
have I lost my mind?
You ran the stop sign I will too
You crashed and I guess that I will too
There’s always tomorrow, always tomorrow
Always the light of a new day
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tabula rasa
look at you now
running around
like you're proud of your route
living your life
like those girls on tv
they always said it was bad for you anyway
i see your future
floating stagnant in the air
a boy tells you he loves you
and then you don't care
throw it all away
watch it wash down the drain
i tried to tell you you were in danger
but you saw it a different way
what the hell is wrong with you?
are you truly that stupid?
sure it's to be expected, to be real world disconnected
to tie yourself down to our zip code in texas
but you coulda done better than that, sis
tainted tablet
look at you now
in over your head so bad
you can't even tread
in over your head so bad
you'd be lucky to ever see the light of day again
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generation no Waco, Texas
"you must be ready to burn yourself in your own flame;
how could you rise anew if you have not first become ashes?"
-nietzche
"a singer-songwriter who can neither sing nor write songs."
-generation no
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