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Transcendentally a dentist
Tries to buy himself a car
not the kinda funds you’d like to notice
The kind of funds that get him hurt
Open up
I’ve been there
What in gods name is still unsaid
On your own
Anatomically a liar
I’d like to show him off my gun
But every time he gets the picture
I couldn’t help myself but run
Open up
I’ve been here
What in gods name is still unsaid
On your own
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Godlessly
03:08
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You won’t run into me
Heading to Tokyo
Taste that I haven’t acquired
I’m on the road
Headed to fez
Wearing a fez
And my hairs getting stuck in the crease of your paper clips
Ducttape and sandwiches
Someone’s a handyman
Man get your hands on my
Hardship
I've got
Blasting me
You're in the
Normal
Pacing
Stage fight
Godlessly I’m alive
Soul in transition
I’m Consciously dead
I Found in translation body acceptance
Headlessly light
Horselessly head
Man keep the options alive as your packing the
Sword knight and steal
Steel me away
Wave down the handymen
Man get your hands off my
Hardship
I've got
Blasting me
You're in the
Normal
Pacing
Stage fright
Godlessly I’m alive
Look
I’m alive
I’m alive
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Siglos Pasan
01:32
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mira gente
en la cueva
dicen siglos pasaran
cantan fuerte
comen rico
dicen siglos pasaran
y pasaban
cabronetta
feminina
cabroncito
come culo
dicen siglos pasaran
y pasaban
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4. |
Dayton to Daytona
01:51
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caught in the rat race
while i peddle they all speed
ive got my own lane
and its overwhelming me
dayton to daytona beach to be free
but i guess i wont sail till i sink
and i guess i wont sink till im dead
led by a compass
and controlled by my nerves
last time it led me
and it fed me to the wolves
dayton to daytona beach to be free
dayton to daytona shots of whiskey
dayton to daytona drinks are on me
but i guess i cant pay for my own
and i guess i cant pay to get home
dayton to daytona dont forget me
but i guess i forgot it all
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5. |
Streets
02:00
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I was young when I met you
I was broken to leave you
And now I’m lost more than ever
But things aren’t how they really was
And pools are hiding camera trees
And lines of anxious germaphobs are roaming the streets
I was young when I hated
Every hand that was helping
Please accept my forgiveness
And lost when found you
And young when I lost you
And higher than high just to leave
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6. |
You're Weak My Week
04:16
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I stand
Between
Your beer
And the bloody morning after
You’re lost
But not in the cute way anymore
Too old
For a bloody morning after
Your week
My week
You’re weaker than a
No!
It’s a disease
You’re sick
And I’m sick too
But you’re sicker than
you know
It’s in somebody else’s hands what’s on your mind
Im offended you pretend on your mind
It’s impressive that you get what’s on your mind
Aye aye aye
Aye aye aye
Aye aye aye
He’s dead
Or he’ll die soon
I won’t morn until I’ve knocked on every piece of wood this side of Alabama with the handle facing in
His ex
Well you’re mine too
We can bond about the way I made you feel like you were drinking without drinking anything
Now you’re drinking everything
Your week
My week
You’re weaker than a
No!
It’s a disease
You’re sick
And I’m sick too
But you’re sicker than
No!
It’s in somebody else’s hands what’s on your mind
Im offended you pretend im on your mind
It’s enlightening that you get what’s on your mind
Aye aye aye
Aye aye aye
Aye aye aye
Your week
My week
You’re weaker than a
No!
It’s a disease
You’re sick
And I’m sick too
But you’re sicker than
you know
It’s in somebody else’s hands
Im enlightened that you get
It’s inspiring that you know what’s on my mind
And distressing that you get what’s on my mind
Aye aye aye
Aye aye aye
Aye aye aye
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7. |
My Word
02:46
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its my word against yours
and its my word against yours
and its my word
after all
get my word out your mouth
well its two doors and two rooms
well its two doors and two rooms
well its two doors
any poles
get my room out your mouth
its my word against yours
and its my word against yours
and its my word
anyway
get my words out your mouth
well its your life isnt it
well its your life isnt it
well its your life
get a break
wont you give me a break
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8. |
Godawful People
04:16
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well your basement penthouse has a smell to it
and your collection has got to go with you
when the pipes have frozen ill handle it
youre a ticking time bomb
say to hell with it
and god awful people that let me down
and god awful people that made me see
and god awful people that left me to die
youre a toothache
and a missing grin
a missing grin
a missing grin
a missing grin
well you never seem to notice patterns well
and your face is turning red most of the time
have you ever tried to listen to someone else
im not in the mood to be
the guinea pig
and god awful people that let me down
and god awful people that left me to die
and god awful people that lay me away
youre a toothache
and a missing grin
a missing grin
a missing grin
a missing grin
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Kaybino Chicago, Illinois
Singer-songwriter, painter, and traveler.
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