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System Malfunction
01:50
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MGMT
01:15
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Ride my bike in the middle of the night,
Stir some shit just to start a fight.
I'm starting to think I've always been like this,
tell me baby is it something you miss?
Cause it boils deep down and smells of piss.
My lack of control is taking its toll,
my anger is bleeding me of my own soul.
Remember he said, a man so drunk, nearly blind,
"If you wanna stab yourself, don't use the first thing you find."
I hush my breath, I wanna hear this.
"Be careful young lady- you might get tetanus."
He reeked of booze but he spoke the truth,
don't be a victim to your illnesses misuse.
Cause it boils deep down and smells of piss.
Anger management is dismissed.
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Blow for Breakfast
01:15
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Step right up and get in my face.
Your privileged ass looks out of place.
This isn't so gentle, their skilled in this practice.
Bunch of ass-holes acting like activists.
You want my opinion take a bite of this.
Your passive aggression, bullshit depression, look at you, you scream for attention.
So full of shit, got anal retention.
Sick of it, you leach off of other.
Get out of town you pretentious fuckers.
Until I detect some sense of respect...
Your passive aggression, bullshit depression, look at you, you scream for attention.
Anal retention.
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Frog Soup
01:48
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I'm comfortable in the dark here,
watch me dwell in it for days on end.
You’re my self-inflicted distraction,
into your void I'm sent.
It's really not personal, I just lack control.
Force myself to hate you, lowest of low blows.
I hope you hear this and overthink it, I want you to know you're my wet blanket.
Thrive in the struggle, dwell in turmoil, bring this frog to a full blown boil.
It's not betrayal, this shit grows stale.
It's not my fault, inherited default.
It's a kick to the jaw, I'm at my last straw, let's end it now.
Whose quick to the drawl?
Jesus Christ you’re a lot to handle.
I hope you hear this and overthink it, I want you to know you’re my wet blanket.
Thrive in the struggle, dwell in turmoil, bring this frog to a full blown boil.
Push your grave six feet lower, I'll show you who's a grower.
Get out of my face you goddamn prick.
I'm comfortable in the dark here,
watch me dwell in it for days on end.
You’re my self-inflicted distraction,
into your void I'm sent.
It's really not personal, I just lack control.
Force myself to hate you, lowest of low blows.
I hope you hear this and overthink it, I want you to know you’re my wet blanket.
Thrive in the struggle, dwell in turmoil, bring this frog to a full blown boil.
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Heart and Brain
01:07
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Why do you like me, tell me the truth.
Afraid to connect with someone of use.
Afraid to be broken don't fuck me over.
Heart and brain.
Can't tell you I love you until I'm sober.
Same mistakes over and over.
Why do you like me tell me the truth.
Afraid to connect to someone of use.
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