1. |
Miss Mary
03:46
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I gotta work in the morning
And this shits so important
So I can’t get high
No I can’t get high
I thought this stuff helped anxiety
It must be something inside of me
Does anybody know why,
I can’t get high?
I can’t sleep
no I can’t eat
I don’t wanna try
Please Miss Mary
Won’t you spare me
Something to get me by
Where to begin
I don’t know how
Hallucinations suck big time bud
Spiders out the mouth
Breathing in
Breathing out
Ive been hiding in low low places
with some funny looking dudes
with some fucked up faces
and I can’t help but feeling
I will always be at the bottom
I think I’m allergic or something
Better goin’ with nothing
So I won’t get high
No, I won’t get high
By all means do it if it helps
For me it makes my brain melt
Does anybody know why,
I can’t get high?
I can’t eat
No I can’t sleep
I don’t wanna try
Please Miss Mary
Won’t you spare me
Something to get me by
Where to begin
I don’t how
Hallucinations suck big time bud
Spiders out the mouth
Breathing in
Breathing out
Ive been hiding in low low places
with some funny looking dudes
with some fucked up faces
and I can’t help but feelin'
I’ll always be at the bottom
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2. |
(Still) Can't Fly
04:01
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Take me where I wanna be
Im along for the ride
On your hand and with your stride
The wine bottle’s gone empty
Every breath feels like blinking
No more doubts and no more thinking
I hope that I can change, you know that I’ve tried
Throw me a rope I’ve started sinking
Do we have to go?
I don’t understand why
Am I afraid to grow?
Do I have too much pride?
are we falling victim to mid 20’s romanticide
Its hard to leave the friends on my side
Who will take care of them if I leave them all behind?
I guess that’s just the 2 in me
I cant deny the congruency
I don’t wanna leave
I don't wanna take my time
The days go by
I still can’t fly
You can’t pay no mind
So pick a side
Or say goodbye
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3. |
Stockholm
03:44
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Daddy won’t you stow the bottle
Momma can’t you put those pills away
would it be so bad
if he would stop getting mad
and this was his final sip today?
I can’t stand to bear the burden
No I don’t think that we can make you stay
a house is not a home
if the one who’s not yet grown
has to be the one to bear all of this pain
But please
Love me
I know I need your presence
Your smell is just like heaven
Oh please
Don’t leave
I could make you better
Get through all this weather
and grow like a tree from a seed
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4. |
Wallow
03:33
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I just wanna do nothing
I just wanna sleep all day
This is my depression
You can’t take it away
I just wanna feel something
I bet you feel the same
It’s no exception
You are the only one to blame
I hate to see you wallow
In your filth, we follow
Come on get a grip
You idiot
We’re sick of this shit
You wallow
We follow
A never ending game
The story is the same
Own your ugly
Move past the shame
It’s only inevitable
Why are you so afraid
Do you know that you’re wrong
I had to write this song
To keep me from saying
“It’d be better if I was just gone”
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5. |
Pick Up
04:03
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Hows the view
from inside
the bottle of your mind
The way we
remember
how furniture was arranged
in our house
on your couch
Your'e pushing me away now
This is how it all comes crashing down
Your heart strings
They have frayed
The sleeves that you wore
From now on
digressions
come to light in a perfect form
Run and hide
No longer sleeping by my side
Pick Up
Go on
Get gone
I don’t wanna see this carry on
Get your stuff
Go on and leave
I don’t want you here next to me
I hear your voice from time to time
Probably cause we share the same street sign
I can’t get away and that’s okay
I might better off at the east side
I don’t know what the hell I’m supposed to do now
Because I can’t seem to get away from you
No I can’t
No matter how hard I keep trying
You keep showing up
Run and hide
No longer sleeping by my side
Pick Up
Go on
Get gone
I don’t wanna see this carry on
Get your stuff
Go on and leave
I don’t want you here next to me
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