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Blue-eyes, White Dragon
02:59
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Here we go again, oh you know it feels like a sin
You don't know what's right, girl I'm glad I got you tonight
How long has it been, since we touched each other's skin
I see the fever rushing to your cheeks our newborn love will explore entirely higher peaks
As the dawn encroaches on our night, we will shed an even brighter light
Blue-Eyes, White Dragon
Blue-Eyes, White Dragon
Blue-Eyes, White Dragon
Blue-Eyes
Going eighty on a fifty-five, just to get your heart to drive
Flashing blues I don't know what's right, Your scaly mood gives me fire-flight
Blue-Eyes, White Dragon
Blue-Eyes, White Dragon
Blue-Eyes, White Dragon
Blue-Eyes, White Dragon
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2. |
Cuffed
03:58
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I'm not much of a smoker, but it's getting hard to breathe in
When I see that choker wrapped around your skin
Oh it's never enough, I feel burnt up
Oh it's never enough, I want you cuffed
I'm not much of a drinker, but you're making it hard to swallow
Your kiss is a tincture, and it left me ill with mono
Oh it's never enough, I feel so drunk
Oh it's never enough, be my punk
I'm not much of a smoker, but you're making it hard to breathe in
When I see that choker wrapped around your skin
Oh it's never enough, I feel burnt up
Oh it's never enough, I want you cuffed
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Strike-through
03:29
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Scoring hundreds
Could not compare to her dress
I think I've fallen
She knows because I'm skipping class
For some time by her side
Watch my grades decline
I think I blundered
The last problem on that physics test
Still I wonder
If and when I see her next
For some time by her side
Watch my grades decline
She knows I let it slide
Please don't ask me why
I want to face the strange with you, but I made a promise
To myself to get good grades in school, and become a physicist
But then I see you in my room, that oath is soon forgotten
Everything I plan our dates strike-through
Strike-through, and become a physicist
Strike-through, for now I'm washing dishes
For some time by her side
Watch my grades decline
She knows I let it slide
GPA point-nine
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4. |
Madison
04:04
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I lift you up, but I'm the one falling down
And soon enough I'll break my crown
In just a month my feverish grin is making you frown
You're 'bout to duck, but I want more now
Your voice is ringing through my ears
When I run I see your face it makes me race against the tears
'Cause now you want to erase the trace of me that lingers on
My heart skips a pace, I'm wondering what went wrong
This is bitter pain leaves my body feeling drained
I think it's strange—you want my love detained
I think it's strange not clearing your name from my brain
O Madison, won't you come back again
Your voice is stinging me like bees
When I'm running up that hill I will still smell you in the breeze
You say 'take a pill', I need to chill, but my love will never cease
It's unstoppable, beyond control, it's coming like a sneeze
I lift you up, just as I start to drown
You've had enough, you kick me out
It's coming like a sneeze (Ee)
I start to gasp and wheeze (Ee)
I smell you in the breeze (Ee)
Stinging me like bees (Ee)
The trace that lingers on (Aw)
Is wondering what went wrong (Aw)
I see you in my dreams (Aw)
I'm faced with what it seems
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5. |
So Be It
05:13
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A true romance ends in drama
You took my friends, you took my drummer
Accusations you make unfurl
'Cause you hate to see me with this other girl
There was a time when we were lovers
Now it seems you just want me behind bars
Our dalliance has made you scorn
Well I'd rather be hated than ignored
So be it
I hate you when I'm bored
I hate you because I'm bored
I hate you more
Now that you got your own little clique
Should I fear something cataclysmic?
Clinging to the past is such a chore
How 'bout you let it go so we can all move forward
There was a time when we were lovers
Now it seems you just want that behind us
Our dalliance has made you scorn
Well I'd rather be hated than ignored
So be it
I hate you when I'm bored
I hate you because I'm bored
I hate you more
So be it
I hate you when I'm bored
I hate you because I'm bored
I hate you more
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She Hits Me
02:48
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If you ever feel like taking a chance
Look what these hands our for, reach out to me
I can feel it when She Hits Me
Deep down it kills me
I know she's tearing me apart
But she does it like a work of art
Seventeen cigarette blueberry Nicorette chick from my town
Popular family she's always faking a nervous breakdown
You turn my insides out girl, there's nothing left to hide
There's nothing to talk about when you already read my mind
I can feel it in my feet yeah
When we're dancing on the floor
When I'm walking the street alone
I don't feel her anymore
Second-hand cigarette chewed-up like Nicorette chick from my town
Popular. She's always. A nervous breakdown
You think you're so punk rock
Well you're lucky girl
'Cause that's just what I want
If you ever feel like taking a chance
Look what these hands are for, reach out to me
I can feel it when She Hits Me
Deep down it kills me
I know she's tearing me apart
But she does it like a work of art
I can feel it in my feet yeah
When we're dancing on the floor
When I'm walking the street alone
I don't feel her anymore
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Little Signs
02:16
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I can tell you're unimpressed by the way you're not undressed
It hits me hard like a drag from a dart
I cannot tell if I'm attractive or not
Even if I try my best, every interaction fails your test
I won't stop cause it's turning me on
You're the Queen I attack like a pawn
This whole week has been such torture
I feel weak just thinking of ya
I can tell you're dropping Little Signs
That you don't want any of my time
Stare at the Moon with my shoes untied
Hoping soon I will break this divide
Is there nothing that mind could devise
To break duality between our disguise
I'll be searching 'til the end of time for that perfect pick-up line
But it's clear there's no chance for me
The end is near then it's ecstasy
This whole week has been such torture
I feel weak just thinking of ya
I can tell you're dropping Little Signs
That you don't want any of my time
This whole week has been such torture
I feel weak just can't ignore ya
I can tell you're dropping Little Signs
That you don't want
That you don't want
That you don't want any of my time
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8. |
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So I saw you today
On your Instagram page
I don't mind being alone
Just as long as I have my phone
So you travelled far and wide
But tell me how you've grown
Maybe this week we can find a way
To live our lives in shade
We live our lives inside
So close to beginning
The only enemy is my heart singing
Are you in a bit of trouble boy
Are you finding all you need
Did you really think you'd find it
Scrolling through your feed
So now you're on the hunt boy
Getting tired of your meat
Dishing out the double taps
Find something new to eat
One of these days I'll go on a hike so far away
I'll take my energy across the Plains
Before I look at that screen again
'Cause I tried so hard
To appear to be
Having fun
Now I'm done
So I saw you today
It was just your Instagram
I don't mind being alone
Just as long as I have my phone
I love you phone
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9. |
Last May
03:06
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Our lips mesh together
There's nothing to say
This Tinder endeavor
Was going okay
In bed there's weather
Bodies on display
I'm hoping this tether
Is going to stay
I'm pruning my feathers
You shed your skin gray
Pride hides in leathers
When you push away
You say space is better
I work-out and pray
Pruning this letter
I think back to May
(What you want is)
The last day of May
(Deep inside, like that time)
Our very first date
(We went to Rye)
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Being-there
05:37
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Baby I'm a fool for you with no less ambition
Trying for the second time
Waiting after school to see if I've got the right tools just to get you in the groove with mine
How long before we take our chances out on the open road
How long 'til we get romantic crying on our own
Maybe there's a chance for me with some new ammunition
To shoot the shit with you all night
You know I won't take 'no' as just one answer
Love ain't the boolean type
How long before we take our chances out on the open road
How long 'til we start to panic looking down at our phones
Let's take some chances
What's it take to get a kiss
Won't you take my hand, miss
You don't want to miss this
Lately I've been thinking 'bout you
Wait that's no different, if I'm always thinking about you
Maybe you think I'm a tool well that's good news
Could put me to some use tonight
How long before we take our chances out on the open road
How long 'til we get romantic crying on our phones
Let's take some chances
What's it take to get a kiss
Won't you take my hand, miss
We should take some chances
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