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Bombast
02:14
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Be a doll and let's head to a bar
Summer afternoons in a loud, steamed, car
Music bumping sounds head just too far
Skin so sick it feels of tar
We're torments and bombshells and tourniquet knots
We're the has-beens, the will-bes, and the want-nots
the still morning monsters of eternal morning
the et-al of rophenol under your flooring
(Chorus 2)
We're godsends, and blessings and glorious odes
we're the past and the present and the untaken roads
True lovers knight of eternal night
the dreams deferred that just need to ignite
Kiss me early in the night
Tunes turning round the sight
of twin eyes in mine delight
dreams are such a bitter blight
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2. |
Anarchy
02:53
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There's nothing worse than seeing someone else cry
Because she thinks her friends are out of sight
Come on, sing along, hold tight
Waves in your eyes set my world alight
Kiss me, Lady Liberty
Freedoms cost is in your lipgloss,
Bliss is, lost inside of me
Kingdoms gone shall not frost
There's nothing worse than seeing someone new smile
Even if my own death takes a little while
Come on, sing along, touch that dial,
my time with you is a free trial
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3. |
Don't Save Me
02:04
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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. |
All of My
03:10
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All I’ve got is rage
Bereft from my age
With a side of mania
And paranoia on a stage
I won’t go to work today
Let’s set ourselves up to fail
Let’s add one more nail
Sleep with me in the back of my car
Stay up and count the stars
Drive too fast with me
Teach me how to count the beats
We’re going to scream and die
let’s give it one last try
All I’ve got is lies
Nobody really flies
Appetizer of doom
Gotta just say goodbye
I won’t go to school today
Let’s set ourselves up to fail
Let’s add one more nail
Sleep with me in the back of my car
Stay up and count the stars
Drive too fast with me
Teach me how to count the beats
We’re going to scream and die
let’s give it one last try
My Summers are unlucky
Fuck enemy energy
Angry planned outbursts
March, May, June, July
I won’t see you today
I fell asleep in the casino parking lot
And once I hurt myself and then I got caught
And I used to spend my time with silly plants
And sometimes I pass out depressed in my pants
But right now I’m running off with you
Or running away from the things that I do
Don’t let this own you
Kiss me in the dark
Make a reduction from my blood
If you’re NoOnes Ark I’ll be your flood
Let’s set ourselves up to fail
Let’s add one more nail
Sleep with me in the back of my car
Stay up and count the stars
Drive too fast with me
Teach me how to count the beats
We’re going to scream and die
let’s give it one last try
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5. |
Twist
02:11
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All of my biceps are sore to the core
there's a mess of your dress on my bedroom floor
spent most of last night with a torch
and the songs outside mean we go to war
Twisting and turning in new sheets
driving your hail your rain your sleet
passion and pain become me weak
and prisoners of war mean we sue for peace
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We Won't
03:00
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We are ready to be the new generation
To tear down the taxes and inflation
Your politics don’t work there’s no mediation
And your spying and your lies and your infiltration
Lose our way amongst the traps and medication
Moving the world away from love to assimilation
You want us to live for you
We are ready to run the country
Get out of your throne and seat
Your illegal backstabbing leaves us weak
But now we take back what we seek
Our livelihood our loves and our freedom
The next generation will sing songs about us
You want us to die for you
But we won’t
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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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