1. |
Cough
02:41
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You said you'd write me
You've probably got so much mail that you can't read
I'll swim when it rains
Some things you can't change
Maybe I'm just floating chromium-6
You walk where I stand, you stand where I sit
It doesn't mean a thing to me
You're as stagnant as water can be
I'm feeling pent up, bad intention
I'm feeling pent up
I'm drowning while you're coughing
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2. |
Bike Messenger
03:17
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If you need it to breathe, you'll find a reason to call
Find a reason to leave, but you don't need it at all
Bike messenger, I'll see you around
The days drag
The years pass
I think I know what I look like
It's probably different in the world's eyes -
than it is from the inside
Can you tell it's contrived?
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3. |
Staplegun
02:41
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You'll take a bet that I'll take chance
then you wonder why I'm left with empty hands
Problematic circumstance
All you do is
Exaggerate our mistakes
We've succeeded, been seated
We're held down by your staple gun
Cubicle rat, you wanna speak
There's printer paper but you're running out of ink
they give you chemicals that make you believe
you are winning
Exaggerate our mistakes
We've succeeded, been seated
We're held down by your staple gun
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4. |
Jeff's Checkers
03:32
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Life unfolds, repeating like fractals
Goes untold, receding and fragile
The pressure to be better is weighing on my mind
Dissolve me
I highly doubt it's still on your mind
For the thousandth time - it's just a drift by
You're the brain and I'm the body
a step away from dissolving now
The pressure to be better is weighing on my mind
I feel color, I can't fill in the checkers
Dissolve me
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5. |
Nervous Tick
02:19
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6. |
Cankicker
02:37
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Kinda sad, happy but I'm kinda mad
I guess I'm like my mom
Don't really wanna be my dad
Cause he amounts to nothin'
Never was a somethin'
Had no ambition, I still won't listen
Couple hundred miles away again
I'm writing letters that I'll never send
Where you are is far from where you've been
I'm writing letters that I'll never send
Only child, I haven't bothered so it's been a while
and you'll distort it all, make me feel like it's my fault.
I'm just a fucking drop out
Is that the reason we don't talk?
I'd rather walk alone than crawl
I don't really need your shit at all
Couple hundred miles away again
I'm writing letters that I'll never send
Where you are is far from where you've been
I'm writing letters that I'll never send
And you'll never see, all that I've grown up to be
and man I'm fucking great
You let Jesus take your life away
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7. |
Spooky
02:08
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written in two thousand twelve
the legend is true
these young boys are spooky
how about you?
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Limp Wizurdz Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
music for ya brain from Oklahoma City, est. 2012ish
facebook.com/limpwizurdz
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