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on the back of the sun
04:55
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now that it’s so close you choose not to listen
what are the odds of us making ends meet?
good luck seeking the shade on the back of the sun
now that it’s long gone you’re happy by default
a handful of almosts and plenty of ifs
good luck seeking the shade on the back of the sun
goodbye ursa major. years and years of saving for a rainy day
begging for a discount. drop it on the porch, I’m no longer here
no one saw this coming. no one thought it through
it’s early in the day but so far so good
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ffys
04:42
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here comes the darkness. climb up the mast
where did it come from? how long will it last?
too many questions are stuck in your head
leave them for someone else to answer
open the curtains. take out the trash
it’s not as if this night was anything special
two lumps of sugar. a whole world to lose
fight for your shit to beat the gloom
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3. |
mayday
03:58
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time is running out, they say. set your goals for the day
plan for twenty years ahead until you turn into furniture
no rewards and no regrets. let us know if you’re interested
in learning yet another way to bang your head against the table
mayday, something’s happening
close the drapes. make everybody leave
mayday, something’s happening
hey now, here’s your safety kit. walls that crumble, shoes that never fit
birthdays breakups football politics. pointless, useless
dishes piling up my sink. and all my friends have gone missing
and every morning there’s a trail of muddy footprints on my ceiling
mayday, something’s happening
close the drapes. make everybody leave
mayday, something’s happening
hey now, here’s your safety kit. dreams that crumble, shoes that never fit
birthdays breakups football politics. pointless, useless
time is running out they say
dozen exits, no escape...
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family picture
07:05
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don’t fire blanks. don’t fall asleep on the subway
and don’t bitch about our friendship falling apart
this is all too big. too bizarre for an average me
when the day’s that short, there’s no room for an intermission
don’t pick your nose. don’t tie your shoes on the catwalk
and don’t fall for everything you hear in a bar
this is all too big. too upscale for an average me
when the blade’s that sharp, there’s no need for an intermission
follow the link in the bio
trade it all for a mug and a t-shirt
brother, the room is on fire
wipe that sauce off of the family picture
every new day is like a glitch
another fake, another bad trip
toss the dice, dear friend of mine, it looks all the same to me
keep me awake, don’t let me sleep. whisper nonsense in my ear
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eyes full of tears won’t stop torturing me
knocking me over again and again
and there’s no end to this oddity
and there’s no end to this odyssey...
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