1. |
He OD'd
01:33
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Oh no,
Hes not movin
hes on the floor steady puking.
What should we do, whats the solution.
The more I live the more I see, Kids growing up to OD.
What are we doin?
Our poor ass solution.
Im hurt by this.
Torn in two.
Whos gonna die next.
Me or you. (x2)
Oh no.
Hes out usin,
Another casualty of out poor ass conclusion.
Hes a lost cause.
but he aint choosin.
The more i live the more i see.
Kids growing up to OD.
Cause we wont bow at your feet.
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2. |
5 AM
01:32
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We have to wonder far out into the woods to jam.
You've had a few too many, I don't know how you could stand.
The darkness surrounds me and I dont know who I am.
So many demons come out at 5 AM.
Wake up.
Wake up.
Theres holes in my hands.
Wake up.
wake up.
Lets do it all again.
Your way too fucked up to even comprehend.
I've always known that we were part of the damned.
The darkness surrounds me and I dont know who I am.
so Many demons come out at 5 AM.
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3. |
DeeWee Dolan
02:06
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How many songs can I write with these chords?
I'll write a million until I get bored.
Todays the day you got back your license.
Are you gonna take yourself out like were taking out ISIS?
Now that your out will you jump back in?
cause every single day, we can't seem to win.
Will you get down on your luck say fuck it and drive?
God knows I do, If god was alive.
You used to drive the trap whip.
Until you got fucking clipped.
You got too fucking lit.
Your always taking beer shits.
How many songs can I write Until I die.
These songs i write to stay alive.
You got your license back bro.
You can drive out to the hoes.
No more taking the fucking train.
No more standing in the rain.
When you drive drunk.
You gotta do it smart.
Just like anything, that shit is art.
Dont be dumb.
Next time. You gotta drive with gum. (X2)
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4. |
The Squad Never Dies
01:08
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Love stories, False Glory.
I'm sippin on a Colt 40 (45).
Life sucks, dutch guts, I feel FUCKING STUCK.
I havent fucking changed,
since I was 17.
Im never gonna change.
I'll always be this way.
2 acoustic guitars with old strings.
Too many songs left to sing.
Bad bitches with nose rings.
Angels with clipped wings.
I saw right through you.
sawing right through you.
Blood is pooling through.
Its pooling in my shoes.
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5. |
Sounds
01:32
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I'm just searching for an answer.
A reason to live.
I'm just looking for an exit strategy.
Stay away from me.
Leave me be.
I've been bleeding on my own home front.
For far too long.
deliver me from disaster.
I'm within reach.
A living breathing minor security breach.
Security breach.
I don't know if i'll ever make it home.
I'm freezing fucking cold.
It's funny how words can mean less than sounds.
It's funny how actions can.
Mean more than you can comprehend.
Suspended moments in time.
Things will sound better in your head,
open mind walking dead.
Things will sound better in your head (x3)
Im just lookin for answer.
A reason to live.
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6. |
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In and out of memories.
Crushing into melodies.
I threw down the TV.
While you jammed your knee.
Into my back.
I was sour the whole next week.
That memory of us brushing our teeth.
Thats one of my fondest memories.
You might be an old man.
The next time I see you again.
We might be old now.
But we'll be so much older than.
I bent some rules.
To make it this far.
You've broken a few walls.
I've destroyed any of guitars.
I wish you'd draw a monster.
While I go through a million keys.
Pick that controller up again.
And play some zombies.
That memory of us brushing our teeth.
Thats one of my fondest memories.
Or way down at the beach.
staring out into the seas.
When I see you again.
I know you'll roll up that bean.
we fought our way down these paths.
You just followed different trees.
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The Trap Happy Swindlers New York
Sitting on the corner of fuck and everything.
We've got no hope, but we've got songs to sing.
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