1. |
Dissociative
02:25
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Verse
I get high
Im out of line
Losing my mind
$30 fix and theres no calling it quits so fuck my life
Lets kill some time
Show me your scars
Ill show you mine
Chorus
Cold veins and cocaine
All this to keep me sane
It wont work X4
Bridge
Make a quick getaway
Backseats and ecstasy
Ill trade you my heart for a car ride north
Verse
My hands are shaking
My knees are aching
All my friends are fiction
I got nothing to lose
Im on the couch
Im nodding out
Dont call the cops or my mom will freak out
Chorus
Cold veins and cocaine
All this to keep me sane
It wont work X4
Bridge
Rip the cord right out of the wall
Your words my tourniquet
Dissociative is a common complex
And you cant fix mine
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2. |
Drama Queen
02:17
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Drama queen are you talking to me I don't want to feed your ego but I know what you mean about life is shit and they're out to get me the politics of fucking up and drinking heavy.
What do you mean that we're out of weed? Did I dip into the rent fun for nothing? it's like new week, new boy, new mistakes new hot takes, new debates on who's snake.
And why don't you take a look at yourself, Marie Antoin-fucking-ette is laughing at you in hell. And I don't care if you've seen Pretty in Pink. And I don't care you're throwing up in the sink.
Drama queen are you looking at me can I get fuckin beer or do I need some ID. I saw you last week about a quarter to 3. Taking sloppy selfies with a fifth of whiskey.
Drama queen are you looking at me can I get fuckin beer or do I need some ID. I saw you last week about a quarter to 3. Taking sloppy selfies with a fifth of whiskey.
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3. |
Yeahio
02:33
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4. |
Donuts
03:10
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Got my gun, got my badge, got my license to kill. Got my slick blood money car, and I'm behind the wheel. Hey what do ya say we go fuck with those punk ass skater kids again?
We can bust em for breaking bottles and spray painting fuck the man.
Verse
There's a man over there let's see where he's headed tonight. But I'm just doing my job so he won't make it home alright.
Put some H in his arm, leave his body on the lawn. Blame it on the law and we'll all move on.
Verse cont.
It's been a long hard day of protecting and serving. Let me see your ID got to check if you've got warrants. I oughta bring you in for questioning for looking at me funny. And I don't care what they tell you cuz freedom ain't free buddy
Bridge
You can't get high, you'll think too much. just take these pills and, you'll think just enough. X2
Move, move along. There's nothing to see here.
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5. |
708 Sutton Place
02:20
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Verse 1:
What did you say?
What did you do?
Was it for him?
Or was it for you?
Our lives were changed that fucked up night, never been the same no we've never been right.
Verse 2:
Didn't you know
Next thing we knew
The Sunshine State wasn't shining for you.
All we want is to get off the news, get right back to doing whatever we do.
Verse 3:
The back of the car it wouldn't get you that far. I even left you a clue and got away with it too. 15 minutes of fame kind of fucks with your brain. Now the verdicts in stone, won't you leave me alone.
Chorus:
Sun breaks salty air, I'm going back to Ohio for a breath of fresh air.
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6. |
Ultraviolet
02:38
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Verse
Highway road signs one after another.
Something's itching something's twitching something's feeling so wrong. Split it down the middle half a mind without an owner.
Homemade stupid spoonfed bullshit.
Can't make this stuff up it's too much. Leader of the Free world but freedom wears a muzzle. It's amnesty the devil seeks it's amnesty the devil seeks.
Chorus
And everything is ultraviolet, and I can't feel a fucking thing.
Post chorus
Cuz I don't really feel like doing nothing. I don't really feel like going out and I don't really think you understand that somethings dug its way into my head.
Verse:
Slave to the scroll what's living in the moment? Worker consumer it is the future.
Worker consumer it is the future. Worker consumer it is the future.
Chorus:
And everything is ultraviolet, and I can't feel a fucking thing.
Post chorus:
Because I don't really feel like doing nothing. I don't really feel like going out and I don't really think you understand that somethings dug its way into my head.
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7. |
Weekdaze
04:01
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Verse
Call some of your friends, I'll call mine, pile into Tyler's house to kill the time. Crushing up some pills in the bathroom, someone's getting tattooed in the next room. Someone shot the oven but it's fine, we can only afford ramen half the time. Always looking for a fight, take it outside tiny Tim just tried cocaine for the first time, for the first time. Cuz we ain't got nothing better to do on the weekdays than to get high and get tattoos.
Verse
Call some of your friends, I'll call mine, pile in the van and we'll just drive. I hear the county Fair is in town, let's kill a fifth of rum and go fuck around. Getting yelled at by the pigs over nothing, get off my fucking back, they always gotta start something. Remember when Gabe got locked up? They kicked down the door and put him in cuffs.
And now he can never come back to Ohio, I always wonder if he wants to.
Instrumental/bridge
Verse
Call some of your friends, I'll call mine, crash a rich kids party while we're young and drunk and wild. Turn the music up I feel alive. We're gonna have a real good time tonight! Cuz we ain't got nothing better to do on the weekdays than to have the time of our lives
Outro
And I'm just wondering why my old friends keep dying, and if there was anything that I could've done to stop it. If I'd of picked up the god damn phone and called them, and caught up over lunch at a shitty local diner.
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8. |
White Out
01:43
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I kicked in the door 2 hours ago. I don't know about you but I'm trying to go. One too many shots my stomach won't settle. We need to make a beer run, put the pedal to the metal.
So screwed. Tired of this feeling. Fucked up. Eyes fixed on the ceiling.
I'm back mother fuckers, and I'm zooted on coke, I bring the fuckin party and that ain't no fuckin joke. Pass the fuckin bowl so I can take a fuckin toke. If I fuckin wake up then I'll be fuckin broke.
So screwed. Tired of this feeling. Fucked up. Eyes fixed on the ceiling.
Fuck!!
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9. |
Day Out
04:07
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Verse
I can't take acid in the winter anymore, I need sunshine and weed and time on the beach to clear my head, baby get in my bed, baby please please please.
So god damn, no plans, soaking in the sun.
Somebody throw a party and I'll invite everyone. We'll show up, roll up, throw up, fuck it all up.
Chorus
He's a heathen and he's looking to score he's a heathen and he's passed out on the floor. He is a heathen and he don't know nothing more he's a heathen cuz his life's a fucking bore. I want to get high I want to drink I want to drink and drive this whole place fucking sucks, all my friends can go get fucked.
Verse
Hanging on the left coast chillin like im space ghost coast to coast. X3
Chorus
He's a heathen and he's looking to score he's a heathen and he's passed out on the floor. He's a heathen and you don't know nothing more he's a heathen cuz his life's a fucking bore. I want to get high I want to drink I want to drink and drive this whole place fucking sucks all my friends can go get fucked.
Slow down. There's not a thing to do, maybe that was my plan all along. Slow down, slow down. Sing me something sweet, there's something that you're doin to me. Slow down, slow down.
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10. |
Shred It
02:52
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Verse
No I'm not dead yet and its causing an upset.
Don't need to sleep I don't need to eat. Embrace, intake, repeat. X2
Chorus
Bloody knuckles and black eyes. Grow up or get high. Hazy drives and cop lights, Adderall and bar fights! Cigarettes at sunrise. Sooooo so spun out, whoo!
Verse
40oz of regrets, 40oz till the sun sets.
You got your eyes on the sky, I got my eyes on the pipe. We'll just wait and see. X2
Chorus
Bloody knuckles and black eyes. Grow up or get high. Hazy drives and cop lights, Adderall and bar fights! Cigarettes at sunrise. Sooooo so spun out, whoo!
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