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Fuck Overdrive
05:29
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A fine allegation. This conduit links thoughts links hearts links minds. It evokes, dust and debris or that which I declined.
And these little parts. Take me back again. Make me try. Be mine; fuck overdrive.
In rewriting, all of the words I left undefined. I'm inviting, you to be with me so I can leave you far behind.
And these little parts. Take me back again. Make me try. Be mine; fuck overdrive.
Be mine; fuck overdrive.
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Pilsen Girl
03:28
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I met you at a bar in Logan Square. You had blood red lipstick under bourbon hair. We talked Dylan and fucked around for most the night. You took me back to Pilsen and man did you treat me right.
How lame it was that you and I had to end. I hit the same spots; hoped it would pop off again. I wonder why we couldn't make amends and I thought of you every now and then.
But then I met her at a show in Silver Lake. In my best jeans; super stoned, yeah totally baked. We kept is sleazy. Yeah, we kept it fake. She finds me all the time 'cause she's how I stagnate.
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Four Days
04:09
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Rise, Lazerus. Be part of this. In death you rest your eyes. For Jesus Christ and I.
Jesus Christ and I. Jesus Christ and I.
Four days and nights, death mesmerized, and audience polarized for Jesus Christ and I.
Jesus Christ and I. Jesus Christ and I.
And if you rise now, Lazerus you can be a part of this. If you would rise now, Lazerus you could be a part of this. All folks waved goodbye for Jesus Christ and I. And if you rise now, Lazerus you can be a part of this.
For Jesus Christ and I. Jesus Christ and I.
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Bad
03:51
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I feel bad. Go gluten free but feel bad. Do yoga drop Vizine but feel bad. So I sleep around but feel bad; so bad.
And I know 'fo 'sho, ain't gotta feel any 'mo when I feel bad. So I feel bad.
Start losing sleep. Get lost in late night TV; fixate on things I'll never see and all the things I'll never be because I'm so 2D.
And I know 'fo 'sho, ain't gotta feel any 'mo when I feel bad. So I feel bad.
I'm just some dweeb. Nourished but half asleep. Bones rest within my meat but ache in defeat.
And I know 'fo 'sho, ain't gotta feel any 'mo when I feel bad. So I feel bad.
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No Love
04:06
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Hold my hand, girl. I'm your dessert. We'll drink alcohol. 'Till it hurts. If dilation, is the new pedigree. I'm my own best friend; wait and see.
Oh, your headache, is justified. I would reprimand but, this dude abides: "Live for the weekends. Don't hide. Will your black tar heels leave you satisfied?"
Why do you get no love?
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