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I don't know what I'm doing anymore
But I don't care about my neighbors anymore
I don't know what my name is anymore
And I don't know where I'm going anymore
But I'm going down
I don't care about my neighbors anymore
I don't know what I'm doing anymore
But I don't care about my neighbors anymore
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America
03:48
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Driving home in Felonious Wilma again
I wanna live in America
I wanna live in America
Sitting on the foldout couch around the bends
I wanna live in America
I wanna live in America
I don’t really want to
But i know I have to
Cuz i wanna leave my job again
But I don’t wanna be broke again
Cuz I need to
But do I really have to
Cuz I don’t have much more time to spend
And I wanna do it with my friends
Cuz I need to
I need you
Walking home in forty dollar Nike sneaks
We’re all alone in America
We’re all alone in America
See the pavement cracking underneath my feet
I wanna live in America
I wanna live in America
I don’t really want to
But i know I have to
Cuz i wanna leave my job again
But I don’t wanna be broke again
Cuz I need to
But do I really have to
Cuz I don’t have much more time to spend
And I wanna do it with my friends
Cuz I need to
I need you
We’re falling apart in America, America
We’re falling apart in America, America
I don’t really want to
But i know I have to
Cuz i wanna leave my job again
But I don’t wanna be broke again
Cuz I need to
But do I really have to
Cuz I don’t have much more time to spend
And I wanna do it with my friends
Cuz I need to
I need you
I’m walking through America
I'm walking through America
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3. |
House Show
03:09
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I wanna throw a house show
I wanna invite all our friends
We can do it like a rock show
Doesn’t matter if you’re talented
I wanna throw a house show
And we can let Rozwell Kid open
Do it like a house show
I wanna throw a house show
There’s a Dad Hat kid smoking ciggies on my mother’s porch
And there’s a Pearl Jam addict getting high behind the bedroom door
And there’s a girl out back that the jocks are going crazy for
And there’s a handful of knocks coming through the front door
I thought it was cops but it’s my friends and they just
Wanna throw a house show
We wanna invite all our friends
We can do it like a rock show
Doesn’t matter if you’re talented
I wanna throw a house show
And we can let Rozwell Kid open
Do it like a house show
I wanna throw a house show
There’s a jean jacket punk with an XVX on chest
And there’s a schoolboy nerd with a Schwa sticker on his ass
And there’s a Mexican woman on the outskirts of the grass
With her fists in the air yelling “cállate!”
Don’t worry woman it’s all okay!
It’s just a house show
We’re gonna invite all our friends
We can do it like a rock show
Doesn’t matter if you’re talented
I wanna throw a house show
And we can let Rozwell Kid open
Do it like a house show
I wanna throw a house show
I wanna throw a house show
And we can let Rozwell Kid open
Do it like a house show
I wanna throw a house show
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4. |
The Bread
02:30
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I just want some bread
Stick it in my head
Watch the crust come spitting out my ears
And I just want some head
Do it in my bed
But everybody’s getting out of here
Home is just a place inside my head
It’s just a place to keep my bed
It’s just a better way of settling down and oh
I never thought that it would end
I never thought that I’d descend
But now we’re here and I’m getting tired of home
I’m tired of home
I just want some seeds
To grow into trees
And give me a backyard forest
And I just want some weed
From my dispensary
But I ain’t got no money left for it
And home is just a place inside my head
It’s just a place to keep my bed
It’s just a better way of settling down and oh
I never thought that it would end
I never thought that I’d descend
But now we’re here and I’m getting tired of home
I’m tired of home
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Alone, Leave Me
02:10
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Hey, hoe, leave me alone
Hey, hoe, leave me alone
Hey, hoe, leave me alone
Hey, hoe, leave me alone
Why do I feel like it's early in the morning?
My legs are getting numb and my face is getting warm and
I just don't understand and I don't know what to do
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Bubble
03:17
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Back at home
I’ve never felt so alone
Beet at each other’s throats for just over two weeks
And oh
How the feeling in my soul
Has changed from such a cold to such a wonderful heat
So every chance I get to walk away
I do
And every chance I get to turn away
I do
Cuz it feels like you’re driving me around
And you’ve got the radio on that Smiths channel you know
And you’re singing your favorite song
“Heaven Knows You’re Miserable Now”
Wipe that smile off your face
And find yourself a place
A bubble
Stand
In a place you’ve never been
For a minute just take it in and clear your head of things
That you
Can’t seem to come into
It’s moment I once knew but now I have replaced
Cuz every chance I had to walk away
I knew
That every chance I get to turn away
I do
Cuz it feels like you’re driving me around
And you’ve got the radio on that Smiths channel you know
And you’re singing your favorite song
“Heaven Knows You’re Miserable Now”
Wipe that smile off your face
And find yourself a place
A bubble
“Heaven Knows You’re Miserable Now”
A bubble
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Monuments
05:30
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Visiting stupid places with all my friends and their ugly faces and we pretend that we’re at the races and we create all the situations you love to hate
But don’t pretend to care don’t pretend to know
And don’t you fucking dare send me right back home
Pissing on public monuments with my buds while we’re on our way to pick up some bud
Over Tommy’s place in the little town with the little face and the little crown
Don’t you make me care, don’t you make me know
And don’t you fucking dare send me right back home
Don’t send me back home
Climbing the Eiffel Tower in the heat while our stupid laughter creates a scene that is chasing after a different state it’s our state of mind that you love to hate
Don’t pretend to care, don’t pretend to know
And don’t you fucking dare send me right back home
Finding a new frontier to manifest with a college beer and a sweater vest
It was so sincere when you said you’d wait for the day or year when I would break
But you don’t fucking care, you don’t fucking know
There’s no fucking way I’m ever going home
Don’t send me back home
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Strawberry Shake
08:32
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I got clothes in my wallet and I got somewhere to be
But I’m staring at the ocean and it’s staring back at me
I just can’t find a reason to let the water be
So I’m going back to Boston for a trip with family
This Echo ain’t the best car cuz I can barely see
Through my lack of defroster on the glass in front of me
Just wanna get pulled over, please take this shit from me
Cuz this fucking car is pissing me off and I just might fucking leave
I’m sick of fucking waiting in line
I wanna make it there when I’m in my prime
This ain’t gonna be another life lesson from me
I don’t wanna get high no more
I wanna go back to Baltimore
This ain’t gonna be something more from me
Driving through the country with my best friends next to me
And I’m trying hard to focus but it’s just so hard to see
If my mother, if she was here she would not be proud of me
But who says I should give a damn about anyone but me
I’m sick of fucking waiting in line
I wanna make it there when I’m in my prime
This ain’t gonna be another life lesson from me
I don’t wanna get high no more
I wanna go back to baltimore
I just wanna find something more in me
We’re evil (x10000000000)
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