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Hot, Young Doctors
04:10
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Do your hair in the mirror
While I make you
To-go coffee and a plain breakfast food
I'm still yawning while you tie up your shoes
You go to class and now I’m out of things to do
I think I’ll fight with my acoustic on the couch
Or take pictures of the cats around the house
If only you could see me now
And your days will be
Full of hot, young doctors
With their postures correct
Trading glances in halls
And you’ll fit right in
Yeah, you’ll feel so at home
Back at home, I’ll just be listening to
Records in sweatpants
The laundry’s halfway done and the whole house smells like dishes
I’m still wearing the same outfit I woke up in
You walk through the front door smiling
At the man-child in your kitchen
I’d do anything for you but
I don’t think anyone can do much
About me
And your days will be
Full of hot, young doctors
With their postures correct
Trading glances in halls
And you’ll fit right in
Yeah, you’ll feel so at home
Back at home, I’ll just be listening to
Records in sweatpants
(The Sega Genesis. This is the main competitor of NES and Super
Nintendo. See, the Sega Genesis came out in 1989. The Sega Genesis urged Nintendo into making a Super Nintendo console, um, which had- which, as well, had 16-bit graphics but they were a bit more polished than the Sega Genesis’)
And your years will be
Full of hot, young doctors
With their postures correct
And their collars in check
And you'll fit right in
Yeah, you'll feel so at home
Back at home, I'll just be
Staring at our record collection
Don't even know what to play
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2. |
LO/FO
02:41
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How could I have known that you have a PhD
In everything under the sun, you’re a prodigy at
Age 23, you really got it down
Blow the lid off the whole operation
‘Cause nothing’s finished till you work in your opinion
My bad, my bad, I meant to say fact
I’m dumb, won’t you cut me some slack
How often do you disinfect your phone
When you talk, talk, talk your shit all the way from home
I’m in your orbit, I’m getting so smart
The more I hang around with you, the more I know about art
And what it means, and how to do it right
Cause there’s a wrong way, I wish you’d show me how to write
How often do you disinfect your phone
When you talk, talk, talk your shit all the way from home
It’s hard to make me angry but you do a bang-up job
Good luck finding catharsis when you think that you’re on top
You want so badly for my jaw to drop
It’s hard to make me angry but you do a bang-up job
Good luck finding catharsis when you think that you’re on top
You're always waiting for my jaw to
Log out
Fuck off
Log out
Fuck off
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Hollister Henleys
03:55
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I have a tendency to treat everyone
Like they’re older than me
I swear I was sweating at senior prom last week
I watch strangers look at me
And pinpoint my insecurities
I hold a sign that screams I’ve already peaked
And I’m talking to people who have no real issue with me
As if I gotta bend over backwards just to be perceived, positively
Does anyone on earth feel like a human
I’m stuck in the past while my future is looming
I just need to know how much further to go
Till I start to feel more okay with the death of my youth
I muster a joke at a bonfire in South Michigan
Get talked over by dicks in their Hollister henleys, way back in grade 10
I just feel like I’m locked out the bathroom again
At my 12th birthday party while kids read my diary
Inside, oh I learned a lesson that week
I’ll be there for you but like hell will I trust you with me
And I’m talking to people I pay to fix issues in me
I keep running in circles, my brain is the lock and the key, but it won’t set me free
Does anyone on earth feel like a human
I’m stuck in the past while my future is looming
I just need to know how much further to go
Till I start to feel more okay with the death of my youth
And I’m trapped in nostalgia, I only spend money
On things that remind me of being kid
I’m chugging black coffee in work parking lots
Fifteen minutes after I was due for my shift
I’m bracing myself for the whiplash that’s coming
When I finally grow up and leave undergrad
I’m scared that the good stuff is over and
What’s next is bad
Does anybody else feel like a robot?
I’m stealthing through life till the day I get caught and I’ve
Fully succumbed, my impulses numbed
I’ve withdrawn all spontaneity I’m done
Does anyone on earth feel like a human
I’m stuck in the past and my future is looming
I just need to know how much further to go
Till I start to feel more okay with the death of my
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4. |
Bad Bets
03:38
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I gave everyone
So much time
To learn I'm all wrong
All the signs
Point to lack of depth
Stunted perspective
Late bloomers make it eventually
How long can you give me
You got used to it
My swift mouth
Guaranteeing that
If you leave me be I'll work things out
I promised you
I'd grow up soon
But grown ups fuck up big time too
I'm living breathing proof
Don't know what you're talking about
Just made a couple bad bets
It doesn't hurt at all
That all my childhood friends got rich
Life will get easy when
I just land one of these hits
I get knocked out in the first round
Designate myself as the last pick
I need to change the way I
Operate subconsciously but
I'm not responsible for
Who or what messed me up so
I'll project warnings to you
As if that's adequate enough
Fixing myself is tough
And it's not my fault so I don't wanna
Don't know what you're talking about
Just made a couple bad bets
It doesn't hurt at all
That all my childhood friends got rich
Life will get easy when
I just land one of these hits
I get knocked out in the first round
Designate myself as the last pick
(I need to change the way I
Operate subconsciously but
I'm not responsible for
Who or what messed me up so
I'll project warnings to you
As if that's adequate enough
Fixing myself is tough
And it's not my fault so I don't wanna)
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5. |
Jewelry
02:00
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6. |
Minnow
03:37
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In a different house every night of the weekend
And a shape-shifting cast full of temporary friends
I've waited all day to dive straight off the deep end
Learn lyrics to music I hate just to fit in
Neither a villain or a hero
Using a toilet as a pillow
He's fine he's still just a minnow
Drinks like one, oh we all know
All my creative energy is used for
Tricking my brain outta thinking I'm done for
I'll write more music, I swear that I'll punch in
When I gain back my executive function
Neither a villain or a hero
Using a toilet as a pillow
He's fine he's still just a minnow
Drinks like one, oh we all know
If it’s fun then it’s fine then it’s fine then it’s fun
I can’t stand still I can’t keep calm
I wanna be fun I wanna be fun
Fun
Fun
I get overwhelmed as it is
I get overwhelmed quite enough
I get overwhelmed every day
I feel comfortable once a month
I get overwhelmed as it is
I get overwhelmed quite enough
I get overwhelmed every day
I feel comfortable once a month
(Neither a villain or a hero
Using a toilet as a pillow
He's fine he's still just a minnow
Drinks like one, oh we all know)
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7. |
Username
03:15
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We got on for different reasons
We got off at different stops
You were active like you should be
I was acting like a cop
When I left my amp in Jersey
Figured it was just my luck
Silent breakdown in the backseat
When your username came up
I got lost and I’m sorry
I know things were too far gone
I got lost and I’m sorry
I know things were too far gone
I’ve been absent since it happened
You can hear it in my voicemails
I’m not quite sure how you want me to feel
When you say it was never real
I’ll get on for messed up reasons
I’ll get off just to get off
I will self-destruct online
I’ll be seen drinking from a trough
You’re in my throat and I can’t cough
I got lost and I’m sorry
I know things were too far gone
I got lost and I’m sorry
I know things were too far gone
And my towels are stained blue
From the times you dyed your hair
I stopped washing my face now that
No one else is here to care
When I brushed my hands across your back
So that you could fall asleep
Anyone could guess I did that
Cause it equally helped me
Oh, I got lost and I’m sorry
I know things were too far gone
I got lost and I’m sorry
I know things were too far gone
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Every time you breathe,
Your name is in the news
I wish you were a mess
At least a little blue
Any little lie
Pick it like a fruit
Rotten every time
And still, I still pursue
I see you here, now and then
Your clothes without you in them
Several years have gone
I’m grateful that they do
But when it all goes wrong
It all points back to you
I saw you at a bar
Your body full of booze
I look different now
But still, I know you knew
I wish that I could re-hem
Your clothes without you in them
You act completely different
From the person I knew back then
If you wanted to say something to me
You would have right there and then
You would have by now
If you wanted to speak to me at all
Then you would have right there and then
You would have by now
If you wanted to say something to me
You would have right there and then
You would have by now
If you wanted to speak to me at all
If you planned on seeing my face again
Then you wouldn’t have been so surprised
When I saw you out in public
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9. |
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He gets up and makes his matchbox bed
Puts on his little clothes and toasts his small bread
Perfect temperature coffee, sipping out of a golf tee
He knows his place, he knows how little space he takes
Today he made a little mistake
To him, its size feels oh-so-great
He cries all day and night, he doesn’t recognize
It doesn’t matter, he can start all over later
Every day, we start from scratch
And what we do is where we’re at
Every night, we count our pay
And sometimes we don’t do so great
But all that matters in the end is
How we feel about the time we spend
Don’t trap yourself already
You got this, oh you’re ready
Last night he drank eleven drinks
His friends all hate how highly of alcohol he thinks
He wakes up pukin’, vodka smell on his skin
Sent home from work, they think he’s wasted
It isn’t over
Until it’s really over
Every day, we start from scratch
And what we do is where we’re at
Every night, we count our pay
And sometimes we don’t do so great
But all that matters in the end is
How we feel about the time we spend
I know that life got heavy
You got this, oh you’re ready
Every time we fuck up big
Someone’s out there to fuck up with
Every time we lose our shit
Someone’s on their fourth or fifth
Episode of total loss
Sudden catastrophic costs
As long as we all understand
There is no such thing as plans
We do everything we can
And still fall off the caravan
Any time you feel that way
Just reach out, I promise it’s okay
Every day, we start from scratch
And what we do is where we’re at
Every night, we count our pay
And sometimes we don’t do so great
But all that matters in the end is
How we feel about the time we spend
I know that life got heavy
You got this, oh you’re ready
(YouTube sample) "You will be remembered, and we all love you"
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