1. |
Off The Grid
02:15
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I'm way off the grid man
I'm blowing my lid man
I'm lost in a pool of thought
in way over my head
I'm on the move man
I'm in the groove man
My body's in fight or flight
But everything's alright
I'm starting to feel it
It's all so surreal man
Everything's part of me
And nobody else can see
It's all so amazing
I just want to sing
About this experience
That I'm having
(Lalalas and dododos)
I'm way off the grid man
I'm blowing my lid man
I'm lost in a pool of thought
in way over my head
I'm on the move man
I'm in the groove man
My body's in fight or flight
But everything's alright
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2. |
Peanutbutter
03:23
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I came into the world mumbling
and stumbling
over my sentences
And so I choose my words careful
I speak what's acceptable
But I never say anything
It doesn't matter regardless
My mind's hard pressed
To phrase what I wanna say
I try to push out the gold
But it all turns to mold
As soon as it leaves my brain
So I'm sorry if it
sounds like my mouth is
full of peanut butter
I'm trying to push the ocean through a straw
My cardboard personality
Is my inability
To let myself shine
I have so many ideas
I promise they're good ideas
But I can't share anything
How will I find someone
that likes me for who I am
when I never show myself?
I'm Living life in disguise
As someone practiced and prized
When I know I'm someone else
So I'm sorry if it
sounds like my mouth is
full of peanut butter
I'm trying to push the ocean through a straw
(Solo)
So I'm sorry if it
sounds like my mouth is
full of peanut butter
I'm trying to push the ocean through a straw
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3. |
You Lick Salt
01:26
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You're a
salt licking, ape kicking
Gum chewing, piss brewing
Ass smelling, low selling
No telling, motel-ing
Malt fucking, grape sucking
Crap blasting, short lasting
Worm eating, child beating,
Wild cheating, mild heating
Knee slapping, pee lapping
Dancing shoes your feet are tapping
Shit talking, slow walking,
Yes it's you IT'S YOU I'm mocking
Sick looking, rotten cooking
Overlooking overbooking
Cat punting, cool fronting
Your face could use a punching
Yellow bellied, little feller
Performance, not stellar
Nose picking, jaw clicking
Ideas not sticking
Brick wall, one call
Fish squeezing, unpleasing
Dork
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4. |
Bald Man
02:01
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Another day to have
Life sucked out of you
Just right out of view
Of the misery
Another rant from the
Bald man's head
Of his firm held views
Drink your coffee bitterly
Another chance to do
What he says
Whatever he says
You've become quite docible
Another chance to get
Bald man mad
At your hard attempts
At doing the impossible
I don't wanna work for a
bald headed man
In a stupid tin can
I don't wanna do it
Ever again
But that's just the plan
Cause I'm here for nine hours
Selling divine powers
Straight to the man
With the bald head
And abusive mouth
Owns a house down south
I'm not going to do it
Ever again
Take my divine powers
I'm gone in nine hours
(Solo)
I don't wanna work for a
bald headed man
In a stupid tin can
I don't wanna do it
Ever again
But that's just the plan
Cause I'm here for nine hours
Selling divine powers
Straight to the man
With the bald head
And abusive mouth
Owns a house down south
I'm not going to do it
Ever again
Take my divine powers
I'll be gone in nine hours
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5. |
Scientology
02:54
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I don't like the place my life is in
I'm unsure what to do
I'm starting to run out of options
Of how to cure my blues
There's only one hope left
But I'm not going to reach it
Unless I somehow get rich
If only I had the cash to join the church of Scientology
Then maybe finally I would be happy
I wish I had the cash to become a Scientologist
Then maybe I wouldn't be so goddamn depressed
Drifting along takes you nowhere
And drugs distract from the truth
Making a change is hard
When you're at the end of youth
There's only one hope left
But I'm not going to reach it
Unless I somehow get rich
If only I had the cash to join the church of Scientology
Then maybe finally I would be happy
I wish I had the cash to become a Scientologist
Then maybe I wouldn't be so goddamn depressed
(Solo)
Nothing else has worked
That's why I'm asking please
Help me out of my hell hole
Church of scientology
There's only one hope left
But I'm not going to reach it
Unless I somehow get rich
If only I had the cash to join the church of Scientology
Then maybe finally I would be happy
I wish I had the cash to become a Scientologist
Then maybe I wouldn't be so goddamn depressed
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6. |
Throw It Away
02:36
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I was tired of life,
But also fired up right
I looked to who I aspired to
Be like
I gave it thought,
and I came to a lesson taught
My quest to be them
It would only end in naught
And now life resumes
Through a different view
Throw it all away
I know what I must do
What I thought I knew
Throw it all away
I stopped faking it
And started making shit
I don't let it bother me
I can't just quit
Who I aspired to be
Should've just been me
I've learned my lesson now
What will the future see?
And now life resumes
Through a different view
Throw it all away
I know what I must do
What I thought I knew
Throw it all away
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7. |
WeenieTron4000
02:07
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I must confess, it's true
That I fell in love with you
The moment our headspace collided
It wasn't a shock to me
That it wasn't meant to be
But still I wish something had happened
I know we drifted far apart
And I know we didn't talk much
I'm sorry that I ever made the effort
The birds never flew
At the start of you and me
The dasies didn't bloom
After all, the air is empty
No electricity
There was no tunnel vision
We up and split
And I'll never know what I'm missin'
---
This wasn't the first time
And it won't be the last time
That I enter this state of delusion
When a girl like you talks to me
My heart it fills up with glee
But I'm too afraid to move forward
I wish I could've talked to you
I wish I would've said something
I wish I wasn't such a fucking bitch
The birds never flew
At the start of you and me
The dasies didn't bloom
After all, the air is empty
No electricity
There was no tunnel vision
We up and split
And I'll never know what I'm missin'
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8. |
Fly Away With Me
03:03
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You once had it all
Then was the fall
Heated eyeballs
I still recall
When you were just young
You proudly sung
Now that's been flung
Cat's got your tongue
You want it I know
So get off the floor
Maybe you blow
Just go with the flow
Please pick up the phone
Can't do this your own way
Throw me a bone
Quit the personae
You're sinking out of things that you love
You must seek out hope up above
Grueling as the trials may be
You have to take my hand and fly away with me
Why take it so slow
You haven't plateaued
There's still more to go
Don't sleep in the snow
You want to be free
So why can't you see that
You have to flee
That's where the relief's
At, come follow close
Don't be so gross
Take the right dose
Don't eat the glucose
You have to be
Right next to me
Then you will see
The things that I see
You're sinking out of things that you love
You must seek out hope up above
Grueling as the trials may be
You have to take my hand and fly away with me
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9. |
Meow!
01:45
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*Improvised meows*
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10. |
No Confidence
02:15
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I have no confidence
And I know that's not your fault
I have no confidence
And the feeling doesn't halt
I don't know if it's because I'm hard on myself
I have high regards for myself
And I'm never reaching my standards
But I swear it's more than that I'm down on myself
I make a clown of myself
In every situation that I enter
I feel like I'm just a bother
And that no one really cares about me
And I know it all sounds stupid
But my brain it has a different way of
Seeing all these situations
Analyzing them
And in the grand scheme
I know I could do better than I do
I know I'm talking bullshit here
I can prove that people like me but
I'm always going to focus on potential
It's not my fault I can't reach my standards
I just have to be better
Being hard on yourself is essential for improvement
But I know I'm not improving
It's really only gotten worse
I'm sorry that I'm bugging you again
I guess I just need to vent about my situation
I need to get it out of my head
(Chorus)
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11. |
In My Head
05:54
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12. |
Goodbye
02:05
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Guy who does thing
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