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I Love Everyone
02:23
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(See if you can catch where my voice cracks)
I think I might be in love with everyone
But that’s kind of hard when I don’t love myself yet
I take blue pills in the morning and brown ones in the evening
But I don’t think their working yet
I just wanna drown in poetry
I think I might be in love with everyone
I see all the ideas you have and your loves and thoughts
I’m doing a little better at not hurting myself
I didn’t think I’d ever feel more alone
Than I did with you that night
I’m broken down and there’s not much left of me
I’m choking down these cuts of speech inside me
But I’m building it up a little bit every day
I’m sliding up and down a bell curve
I think I might be in love with everyone
I get how all we’re all the same and I’d kiss you all tonight
I want to forget all of my past
And all the things
No one believes I’ve been through
So I’ll write another bad song that no one will like
Because I’m another sad kid with a guitar
Who swears too much with a beat up car
With a dream catcher in the mirror
And our old bed in the trunk
I think I’m in love with everyone
I think I love you
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2. |
Totally Scewed
00:49
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I’m so thoroughly fucked that I might just take a vacation
So thoroughly fucked that I might just crash in the basement
I might just sleep in the back of my car
I’m so thoroughly fucked for whoever you are
I’m so thoroughly fucked that I might just take a vacation
So I wrote a song because it won’t be long
Before I need to make a fucking decision
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3. |
Don't Save Me
02:11
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Well fuck you all to hell
I’d like to go myself
I’m broken in and dying every day
I’m trapped in an endless route where all the traffic signs are gray
And people on the doorstep
Say I am such a mess
But in the end they’re full of shit and made of cigarettes
With lovers on the boulevard planting kisses on their necks
And all my friends seem happy
A lot of the time
No one knows the troubles that you have in your own mind
Judging your own flaws is the hardest thing I find
I’ve ain’t got much worth fighting for
Helen of troy was a brain dead whore
A Grecian fleet caught fire n
Now I sleep up on the floor
Hopeless and miserable like I shall be
Alone and Miserable like I will be
Hopeless and miserable like I can be
Alone and miserable don't save me
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4. |
Summers Heat
01:16
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There's a sun outside and I'm the Summers Heat
Confessing all my love to the passenger seat
driving with barefeet pedals sticking skin
a brand new sin in the garden of eden
open the door and leave for the highway
everything but this always goes my way
there's a razor in my palm and I'm wonderfully calm
Jump out and swim 'til I'm half asphalt
Don't throw out my blood
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5. |
Fight the Power
01:31
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Paul, The Epithet Reno, Nevada
Hi, My name is Paul. I write music on a guitar, and scream alone in a bedroom about love, life, Casablanca, squids, occasionally punkrockanarchy, and a number of other things. Sometimes I use other instruments too, to varying degrees of quality. This is some music. ... more
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