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Don't
05:39
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Sing if you wanna sing, I don't
Praise if you wanna praise, I won't
See if you wanna see I'll try
It's hard to see with a blind mind's eye
Never you mind cause I always give up
I was inclined but it's never,
no it's never enough
Speak if you wanna speak I don't
It puts a number on every soul
Never you mind cause I always gave up
I was inclined but it's never,
no it's never enough
And though you say what you mean
I find your criticism, the opposite of wisdom
And though you say what you need
I'm sure it isn't a thing, more like a light than a being
The feeling is quite alone, like God hung up the phone
I'm glad you're doing a good thing
But the backlash must be frustrating
Never you mind cause whatever is done
Is always met with opposition
If you're only here for a little while
You can just drop off that paranoid smile
When you bleed, please don't bleed next to me
I've got a problem with the way these things are seen
I've been self-described as a tiny man with a tiny life
But the little things get smaller and smaller every year
Yes, the little things get smaller and smaller every year
Sing if you wanna sing, oh well
Do you think I'm going to Hell?
Never you mind cause whatever is done
Is always met with opposition
You've been self-described as the ones who finally got my doctrine right
But the little things get more and more important every year
Yes the little things get more and more important every year
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Death Anxiety
03:54
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If I don't drink I don't trust you
If I don't think I don't mean to
If I don't lie I'm not living
If I don't die you're forgiving
If I don't see it then I'm sorry
When asked if I knew I said "Hardly."
We all have differing opinions
Yet we all think we have the right ones
I still convince myself that I will never die
Like I lead some extra special life
As if the billions who've gone before me don't count
With such high amounts I still have my doubts
I don't think I was made for children
But how will I know unless I raise one
I found I cannot make a baby
Is it better than way? Maybe.
I saw my grandmother during her open wake
They put so much make up on her face
As I stepped closer towards the woman that I knew
Her life shined through, she was dead yet made anew
I know I see Him when it's scary
I know I see Him when I'm happy
I know I see Him when I'm angry
But it could just be my death anxiety
I still convince myself that I will never die
Like I'm on some never-ending ride
As if the billions who've gone before me don't count
With such high amounts
I know how that sounds
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An Hour Ago
05:13
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The police held him back with force
Couldn't calm himself down to believe
Tried to scream while drowned in tears
Never felt more alive than within this grief
I saw you an hour ago
And now your body has left your soul
The bullets stained those tiny clothes
They didn't know
I saw you an hour ago
And now your school is fully closed
The least comforting thing is
You're not alone
She said goodbye but she had no though
That that goodbye would be the last he got
Standing now, asking to wake up
Overwhelmed that she can feel this much
We watched the news it seemed so absurd
Half the room had had their mouths covered
We couldn't work, couldn't think or move
What possessed that man? What did he have to prove?
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Salem Witch Trials
09:28
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She is my little buttercup
And I know she won't give me up
I know I have low self-esteem
But I'm confident in her it seems oh yes
She's my buttercup
She is my little tea leaf
And I'm water for her to steep
Though we have our faults and kinks
We sure to make a damn fine drink oh yes
She's my buttercup
She's my tea leaf
She's my buttercup
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My worries attach to me like a tick
They're a wound in my mouth I can't help but lick
No days are added onto my life
When I consider all the things that bring my strife
Or ponder the ways death could take my wife any minute
I feel so knee deep in it
I once drew you in a loving picture
Panicked, I erased but the lines got thicker
I threw it away in the trash last fall
And in the spring it was somehow glued on my wall
And no fire, gun, sword, catapult, or dagger, or spear
Could ever get that thing out of here
When I step outside I am greeted by
A certain shade of green that tells me it's alright
When it belts that everything is fleeting
The collective sound of the cows all eating
The grass tells me that we'll be defeating our foes
And I'll make the first blow
When I die, I don't know what's gonna come
Heaven, Hell, or Nihilism
But I hope those who have gone before us
Were greeted with a gigantic loving chorus
That sings about how we won the war on apathy
And every single word is known upon their entry
And they'll be a phrase for this brand new things
Where you can simultaneously laugh and sing
And there'll be a light that makes the vision so crystal clear
And we'll forget the definition of fear
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Only I Exist
02:49
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My environment shapes the way I live
Saying only I exist
Words come from the south, words without a mouth
Saying only I exit
The roots of the trees, and the mountains breeze
They say only I exist
So I press the keys, and they sing and plead
They say only I exist
And my scenery is a screen in front of me
It says only I exist
If a god is above, then it's made of love
It says only I exist
The disappointed face is a cold cold place
Where I never want to live
Yet I turned away from the life you gave
Saying please no I insist
Then the righteous path never called me back
I said "no I don't exist"
And if hate grows bold, like darkness or the cold
It is only the absence
I fear that everything I hope for
Is just my ego's desires
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Potential (Jutting)
03:30
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One time I fought off a murderous thought
About someone I knew
Have you had the same or am I insane?
Is it called sin, that struggle within,
The burden of free choice?
The way I behave, and the things I crave
I don't struggle to see potential black evil
In my heart
A murderer's speech is within my reach
Yes there is good, yes there is love
And I try to let it lead
I feel Evil's pull, not sure if it's equal
Oh don't you hate, this horrible fate
About how we can't always do good?
Well it annoys me, that break in the psyche
Why don't I stop? Why don't I give up?
Why don't I collapse in hate?
I fail all the time, yet I yearn to keep trying
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9. |
Key To Success
05:22
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Look at you there standing fine in your new dress
How am I the man that you want to impress?
Oh, I don't think your face was built to frown
Using my last days to tie up the loose ends
I'd rather use my death as a form of revenge
Oh, oh, if I died now they would be so sorry
For the ways they've emotionally scarred me
It's a mouthful, it's a mouthful, it's a mouthful
And for the first time I am feeling double
Though I'm faking the crime, oh it kills my sense of time
The leader told me that the key to success is to be patient
(The leader told me that the key to success is to be brutal)
(The leader told me that the key to success is to be unflinchingly evil)
Never mind the crap that you get from a distance
I'm slow to speak but quick to defend her
"I don't think I should be here...I'm not that pretty"
She said as we entered Johnson City
And I learned the key to failure:
"Trying to please everyone"
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Sick Sick Sick
03:34
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I'm sick sick sick of waiting so long
I'm sick sick sick of waiting so long
I'm sick sick sick of waiting this long
I'm sick sick sick of thinking about the time
I'm sick sick sick of waiting in line
I'm sick sick sick of feeling fine
I'm sick sick sick of the pondering
I'm sick sick sick of the pretty things
I'm sick sick sick of not living
I'm sick sick sick of the avoiding
I'm sick sick sick of the ignoring
I'm sick sick of my attention not paying
I'm sick sick sick of all my queries
I'm sick sick sick of the mysteries
I'm sick sick of my curiosity
I'm sick sick of thinking about my death
I'm sick sick sick of wasting my breath
I'm sick sick of worrying about Beth
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11. |
Thirty Five Years
04:57
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What about your brothers?
What about the war?
What about your biggest fans?
They're making me bored
When is the storm gonna hit,
To knock them all down?
I'm getting anxious to die
Or get out of town
Why can't you see?
It's you it's not me
I can't go on with you
And one day when I reach 35 years
I'm driving my pick up straight to LA
I can't go on living, knowing I'm tied down with you
No, not for a day
What about the others?
What about my friends?
What if I/they hold their/my hand
When comes the end?
What about the promise
About if you die
That I wouldn't follow you?
I hope I don't lie
Why can't you see?
It's all crushing me
I can't go on without you
And one day when I reach 35 years
I'm driving my pick up straight to a place
Surrounded by fields where the sun can turn all the clouds pink
Oh, perhaps we'll stay
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The Basics about Pocket Vinyl:
-Eric Stevenson slams on the piano and sings while
Elizabeth Jancewicz paints on stage
-The songs are mainly about death, sexuality, silence, uncertainty, and defiant hope.
-They've made many comics, records, and a film, and played over 1000 shows, and they have no plans to stop
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