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Pink Liquor
04:37
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Lean in my space
Lean out
Big brows small pout
Drinks pink liquor
And baby blue eyes
With her judgmental snickers
She lies
Don’t speak
Only listen
Don’t prove that your
Manly man arms
Can glisten
Fake heart throb that
Ain’t your heartbeat
Doesn’t belong to you
You admit, defeat
She don’t care
About your thirst
Quenches no one
Puts nobody first
Drinks pink liquor
And scratches and
Kicks at the door
Feel judged
By her
Dark eyes
She won’t talk
Won’t walk on by
Oh, the burning
Cleansing
Of her throat
Cheeks of dusty rose
Fleshed flushed
Moist pink lips
Hot like how
The liquid sun drips
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It is something of a precedent
To think so freely
But it’ll cost you a lifetime’s work
Ideas will cost you dearly
Does it afford you more rights?
Does it make you inclined?
To be more self-righteous
To think you are always right
To comment on the day
With the ideals you have paid
Does it help you think more?
Was it more than you thought?
Comment is free
Thought is bought!
To think is to consume
From the institutes that boom
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I don't wanna date you
I wanna make a home
I'm hovering
Micro-managing
Improv trust fall
Do you have my back?
Do you think Van Gogh?
Cut off his ear to listen?
If I cut my thumbs off
Would that make me less human?
I work for the
Miscommunications department
I love you I think so
Move into my apartment
I work for the
Miscommunications department
I love me I think so
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4. |
Can You Ever
02:24
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It doesn’t matter
It can work out
What seems opaque
Is intrinsic doubt
Are you okay?
This can’t work out
I should lie down
This pillow feels sharp
Can you ever?
Did you discover
That you can pick out
The same decisions
You seem to distort
This is your manner
Telling you to regard
More people here than
You can tell apart!
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Respect
04:20
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Sometimes I think about the gun
Inside the house a lot
And if I had to shoot it
Would the word stop still come out?
Sometimes I think about the gun
Outside the house a lot
And if I raise my hands up
Should you still need to shout?
Be the man, not the cold
Be what I see, not what I say
Just one more thing
Just one more thing
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Hughes
02:21
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She’s only 13
Wears loafers on her feet
Plays piano perfectly
Smarter than anybody
But dad’s got her chained
Over her shoulder he stands
The house is his cave
Her room is a cage
Everything’s a joke
Straight edge teeth
Smiles dig deep
Walking home from the bus stop knowing
She won’t have the last
Laugh
Her only friend is queer
Weirder than weird
People stay away cause
They’re in touch with their fears
Running ahead but
Left behind
She walks tall with confidence
She thinks she divine
Everything’s a joke
Straight edge teeth
Smiles dig deep
Walking home from the bus stop knowing
She won’t have the last
Laugh
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Consider what's right
But also, what's left
Saving my search bar
Toeing the line
I'm subject to random search
Bookmark my path
I'm toeing the yellow line
What's dangerous is also mine
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What's right
Is what's left
What's left
Is what's right
What's right
Is left
What's left
Is right
Right left
Left right
Right left
Left right
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Single Bullet
02:16
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Flicker, I wonder why
A tender pitch in these times
Tell me straight, a diatribe
Teach me nothing; I can’t write
If you’re feeling yourself
Single Bullet
Listen back, a certain dry
Air of tension precedes my sigh
I compromise, my heart subsides
Where did it go? Abstraction
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9. |
R U Okay
03:14
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You’re really hard to step on
Especially since you don’t mind
(You never seem to mind)
(I know it’s not right)
You’re really hard to punch
Since you’re made of rubber
(you’re a block of rubber)
(I know you’re much tougher)
Make some time
Screw your head on tight
Get a life
Are you okay?
Cause I’m fine
You know you’re really hard
(Left a scar...)
(You know you left a scar)
To deal with
(I feel it itch)
I know
You tolerate it, can’t accept it
(I could just leave]
You’re really hard to talk to
Especially cause you’re mute
(I can’t talk....)
(I’m deaf or your mute)
You’re really hard to get close to
Since I don’t know which, one is you
(I don’t know, who you are)
(Who are you? Are you new?)
I take the time
To be by your side
I lost the will to be
(I am lost)
Are you okay?
Cause I’m fine (I guess I’m fine)
You know you’re really hard
(Left a scar...)
(You know you left a scar)
To deal with
(I feel it itch)
I know
You tolerate it, can’t accept
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I Feel Inclined
02:24
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When I think about decisions
Sometimes it feels the only way
To treat this suspicion
Is personal appeal
See the note on the door
Turn the lights off for me
When I feel inclined
To be someone free
Did you hear the rap on the door?
They’re coming out for you
See through your bad views
Can’t be as bad as you
Follow the passing scent around
You might find the tail
Behind me is the deafening
Sound of tidal waves of shouts
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11. |
Dog Bone
05:04
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She was found in the woods
She escaped him for good
She was nice and she was smart
Then one day she left a mark
In her words did you find
All the reasons to as why
She was high
Gave the warnings
Gave the signs
By they were all blind
He’s out and free
See him drive by
The place she sleeps
And you hope he dies you hope he’ll crash….
You hope he dies you hope he crashes….
Is there an outlet for the plug?
Is he mean or just a thug?
Tell your friends and they’ll get it
Keep me happy come and wet it
And who is to blame
Who takes the shame?
Nothing they’ll do is right
Adults are only good for fights
Blissful toxic injection
Numbs you to perfection
Goes around like an infection
A disease caused by rejection
He’s out and free
See him drive by
The place she sleeps
And you hope he dies
You hope he’ll crash….
You hope he dies you hope he crashes…
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Jane Doe Ensemble New York, New York
Wren Krisztin
Efrem Czajkowski
Aaron Batley
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