1. |
Demand Respect
02:06
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All my teenage heroes are dying or dead
I used to wake up early
but now I stay in bed all the time
and I don't want to be a kid
because the title doesn't fit me anymore
I threw my stars against the ground
and they all landed upside down
now I demand respect from my friends
I demand respect from my kin
wallowed in all your success
these feelings are leaving me thin.
I'm in a bathroom stall
I put my head against the wall
feet in a puddle of piss
I'll think of all the things I'll miss when I grow up
and I don't want to be a kid
because the title doesn't fit me anymore
I put my head against the wall
and the graffiti said it all
It said I demand respect from my friends
I demand respect from my kin
wallowed in all your success
these feelings are leaving me thin.
I'm in a puddle of piss
My heart's a cancerous cyst.
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2. |
Colossal Debt
03:00
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Cash me out
Colossal
Debts accumulate
They sting and burn
Like coals in
My chest.
These regrets sway.
I wish
I could convey
Exactly what I'd say
If you could
Speak to me
Sincerely, yours truly.
If you get
The chance could
You tell God
And St. Peter
That as of late
I am not a fan of their work.
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3. |
Mutant Beach Theme
02:11
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I can clear the mt. of the snow and trees
I'd like to burn your house entirely and release
The carbon from the floors, walls, and ceilings
Don't pressure me
Don't threaten me.
The tides that rise
To crush blue sails
I'm tense and stressed and I'm biting my nails.
While I perspire
The tide grows higher
To crash on me
Permanently.
My skin is peppered with the salty sea
Dripping off the coffin-filled nursery
Collecting children born without memories
Of anything
No happy things.
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