1. |
Dog Park
05:16
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people who ride the same wave
will end up together
you and i are two signs
that fit because we differ
all the kids are crying we feel so alone
all the kids are trying to go back home
we’re all hanging out at the dog park
safest place to be when it gets dark
you’re throwing pebbles at my window at 3am
driving down the highway holding my hand
neon night times at the diner
and poems written on napkins
we can talk about your feelings under the full moon
everything is strange and moving too soon
you don’t have to be scared
of the boys at train station
you and i are two sides
of the same coin and imagination
all the kids are crying we feel so alone
all the kids are trying to go back home
we’re all hanging out at the dog park
safest place to be when it gets dark
you’re throwing pebbles at my window at 3am
driving down the highway holding my hand
neon night times at the diner
and poems written on napkins
we can talk about your feelings under the full moon
everything is strange and moving too soon
we can slow down and breathe in the cold air
7am take our dogs for a walk
yeah
it’s only has hard as we make it out to be
our lungs inflate with fears anxieties about existence
but look at our dogs, they're sniffing their shit and they seem perfectly content
all the kids are crying we feel so alone
all the kids are trying to go back home
we’re all hanging out at the dog park
safest place to be when it gets dark
you’re throwing pebbles at my window at 3am
driving down the highway holding my hand
neon night times at the diner
and poems written on napkins
we can talk about your feelings under the full moon
everything is strange and moving too soon
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2. |
I Guess I Am Pretentious
04:10
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all your friends are idiots and you know it
you tell me on the train how they’re all hopeless
and i don't know how to react so i just sit
they all have private school educations
but honestly it doesn't make a difference
save yourself a few grand each year
trust your children to make the right decisions
i guess i am pretentious
because i’ve never gone out and got wasted
never woke up in a bathtub in a suburb i don't know
i guess i am pretentious
but i don't feel the urge to go out and break shit
always find myself scared and home alone
all you friends think they’re so much better
when their self worth depends on figures
I don't think you need to worry about that at all
they all go down to watch the boys play soccer
and your best friend hides dope in her locker
you told me she traded dignity for vodka
even though you begged her not to
i guess i am pretentious
because i’ve never gone out and got wasted
never woke up in a bathtub in a suburb i don't know
i guess i am pretentious
but i don't feel the urge to go out and break shit
always find myself scared and home alone
too educated to get shit faced
my ego is too big to displace
this pre-dispositioned version of me
sometimes i do fear that i am missing
but how much of youth is about regretting?
maybe it’s better if i stay home pretending
i'm listening to the smiths and quoting sylvia plath
i guess i am pretentious
because i’ve never gone out and got wasted
never woke up in a bathtub in a suburb i don't know
i guess i am pretentious
but i don't feel the urge to go out and break shit
always find myself scared and home alone
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3. |
Who Are You?
04:15
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the bitter taste of coffee lingers in your mouth
but something about it feels different
and you can’t figure it out
it’s something in the weather
the cold rains in december
leaving shiny pavements and desolate roads
who are you
when i look on the mirror
i see someone i once knew but i think have lost her
will i change my mind and be better this time
will i try?
the stale taste of tobacco lingers in your mouth
you sit at home on your bedroom floor doing stick n pokes
and you’re not happy till you’ve filled your soul with art and smoke
your father worries about you
your mother hates your guts
and you are crying salted tears into self inflicted cuts
who are you
when i look on the mirror
i see someone i once knew but i think have lost her
will i change my mind and be better this time
will i try?
seventeen years of salted wounds
cough syrup by table spoons
second hand love and second hand shoes
taking up too much room
wash away all the bad days
in hot showers and torrential rains
cover up all of your mistakes
its better if it stays this way
who are you
when i look on the mirror
i see someone i once knew but i think have lost her
will i change my mind and be better this time
will i try?
who am i?
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4. |
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the days all begin to blur together
somebody throw me a pity party
i am content with being alone forever
it’s okay if nobody wants me
i sit on my bedroom floor
i don't even know what i’m waiting for
i am forced to make a choice
when i cant even raise my voice
i want to be young
i want to be forever
i want to be safe
i want to be young
i want to be forever
i want to be okay
everybody just wants to use you in the real world
i don't think i am ready
for the real world
this kind of place only creates mundane overachievers
i only cried twice in public this week
and i think that’s an achievement
i missed my train and i got home late
i don't want to think about my future
got caught in the rain i have a headache
i don't want to think about my future
i i want to be young
i want to be forever
i want to be safe
i want to be young
i want to be forever
i want to be okay
everybody just wants to use you in the real world
i don't think i am ready
for the real world
we all know mums are so fake when people come over
building up trophy children to show off to each other
i don’t want to be someone i hated when i was younger
the world is pretty grey and we all want to live in colour
there has to be something more
than this feeble existence
i know i am nothing on the scale of this universe
i want to be young
i want to be forever
i want to be safe
i want to be young
i want to be forever
i want to be okay
everybody just wants to use you in the real world
i don't think i am ready
for the real world
i want to be young
i want to be forever
i want to be safe
i want to be young
i want to be forever
i want to be okay
i want to be young
i want to be forever
i want to make a change
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