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Eating
03:17
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i eat but am never full
the way my body feels
i wonder if its even worth it
in 3 hours its gone
how much can i dish out
until i can give a good story
when can i see some results
how long am i built to last
things get bad i think theres someone but who's there
i say i'll get help but who really listens
legs too heavy i cant walk
addicted to distractions i cant work
heart beats too fast i cant think
store's down the street i dont eat
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2. |
Everyone is in My Way
03:45
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i want you to disagree with me
i love seeing middle aged men
yell in my general direction
but i've got a sinking feeling
we're all playing our part
we're all filling a role
it's like I'm on
jeopardy
it's so boring
talking to
people
who repeat my every word, who don't
read off the script
i'd rather talk to a middle aged
man
at least i'll fall asleep
at least i'll learn
something terrible
Who knew so many people
Talk shit in my vicinity
You don't even know
Why her hair is so important
If I wear a t shirt
Am I really helping you
Don't record me in public
Did he ask you
No he didn't ask
Crying on a bench
With a surgical mask
It's too cold for me to stop
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3. |
I Hate Quotes
02:07
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I know it was fucking fake
I know you were behind it
I know whenever you're camped out
I know the feeling in my stomach
It meant nothing to me
I forget everything
I forget times and places
I forget faces and words
I'm closing up
I'm shutting down
If I don't know you
I won't call
My pleasures are stripped one by one
More shame than I've ever felt
I remember every video I've ever watched
I live in shame everyday
Everything I do is immersed in
I feel like an animal at times
I feel like what I have isn't mine
It meant nothing to me
Anything that goes wrong I can blame you
Anyone can break the window
It's always in
Even if nothing comes out
It's always in
In a world of surveillance
I am weighed down
The direction of my eyes
Is being monitored
Anyone I look at
Notes are taken
And I still wouldn't do shit
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Work on the grass
Work on your house
Tired of checking my phone
I've been waiting way too long
Only know unreliable people
You do this shit on purpose
And it pisses me the fuck off
Too much strife and saturation
I can't live without
Wanting to be punished by you
I've got some fantasies
I've got an imagination
Scared of what I want
Scared someone will see
What's the standard protocol
For not wanting to deal with consequences
It was way too easy for me
Turns out my space is bullshit
Turns out I don't want to get in trouble
When everyone else is so far ahead
I'm hungry but I don't want to eat
Rather sit here and feel weak
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Your foul mouth
Manipulates those around you
It's all experimental
But that doesn't it make it any different
I love wasting my own time
I love abandoning the line
I love to be destroyed
I love clicking instantly
I love other people's good times
I love no one else's grinds
I love emptying myself into a thin paper towel
I love regretting it immediately after
I love not having a sex drive
And you love to apologize
You speak happy empty nice words
Abusing the lunar as the
You starve your friends
because your selfish
I can never tell
Who tells me when to stop
You speak happy empty nice words
Abusing the lunar as the
I love forgetting every detail
I love the malfunction
I love wanting someone to feel sorry
I love to manipulate
I love when moms not home
I love not talking about it
I love evil friends
I love closed conflict
I love being comfortable
And I love hating until it hurts
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