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Wake Up
03:44
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Well I guess we'll all end up the same
Cold and boring
Cold and lonely
Even when we're not alone we are lonely
Shitty day jobs
Shitty night jobs
And I guess we'll all end up the same
Whatever happened to the dreams that we shared
And the nights you spent waiting hoping and dying for more
On your basement floor, on your basement floor
You've got to do what you love
Because in the end all we have are memories
Not the money you've earned
Who cares if you're coffin is gold plated
It all ends up lying in the dirt in the end
But I'm not surprised
This is how we were raised, no I'm not surprised
The world got to your head
And now all that matters is the class that you're in
Will you please wake up
And turn off your god damn T.V.
I don't want to end up like you
(Well I guess we'll all end up the same)
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2. |
Not Content
02:58
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I need to leave this place
Mostly because I want to
Forget your face
You are everything I've grown to hate
And so I'm done with you
And everything you've put me through
I guess it's less that I'm upset
And more that I'm not content
With where I am
I don't hate it here
There's just places that I'd rather be
And faces I can't stand to see
But I'll let it be
And I won't bury myself six feet under
Even though that seems to be the trend
I am just not happy anymore
Spending my life hoping for more
Leaving this place might not change a thing
Why do I care what other people think
I am just not happy anymore
Everyday is worse than before
Leaving this place might not change a thing
But that's not keeping me from trying
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3. |
Benson
02:47
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I know I cannot change your mind
But there is something inside of me
Telling me to spend my time
Thinking and waiting
Nothing is perfect
And it's bringing me down
I've been told to
Live without expectations
That is easier said than done
I can't just give up and run
You tell me that you're so accepting
You're not that accepting
And talking won't do us any good
And with all the ink inside this pen
I cannot force my thoughts into your head
And it's bringing me down
I've been told to
Live without expectations
That is easier said than done
I can't just give up and run
Even with all the ink inside this pen
I cannot force my thoughts into your head
And I'm so done
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4. |
Honesty
01:10
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Write about killing myself
Just to shock my friends
Sing about pretty girls
Just to impress
Are you impressed?
*Wooh*
If I'm being honest
There is no time for dishonesty
If I'm being honest
There is no time for dishonesty
So if you love me then tell me
And if you hate me then tell me
And if you think that I'm ugly
Then make sure that I know it
And if you miss him
Then tell him
And if you're happy
Just say it
I want the whole truth
Are you impressed?
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5. |
I Hate My Job
03:07
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I hate my job
I hate summer nights
I hate most nights
I hate the way I think it's okay
To feel this much hate
I hate you too
And I hate your dumb friends
And I hate you too
I don't want to be left alone
I want to grow
I don't want to be shown around
I want to show you everything
I'm so tired of this slowed down progress
I'm so tired of my melted focus
Maybe I should stay awake
Instead of blaming everyone but myself
For these rainy days
I'm not the only one
With blurred vision but
I let it fuel me
I'm not the only one
With blurred vision but
Most nights it kills me
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6. |
This Next Year
02:56
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And I've been running in circles
Just trying to figure out how things work
I can't ever figure out how things work
And I've been spending winters wishing it was summer
And spending summers wishing it was colder
I guess It's weighing me down
It's weighing me down
And I'm never satisfied with where I am
But maybe this next year
But maybe this next year
I'm just impatient
I'm just impatient
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Pretty
01:21
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I wish I was pretty
But I'm so ugly and
I wish I was cool but I'm
Fucking lame
I wish I was special but,
Everyone is special and
I wish I was smart but I'm
Fucking dumb
I'm just a motivated kid
With a mindset
That tells me
I need to leave this town
But I'm so sick
Of thinking that's special
It's not even special
We're all just the same
We all want to
Leave this town
And we all want to
Be someone else
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8. |
How It's Been
02:58
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Remember those monsters
That I was telling you about
Well they got bigger
And now they're
Drowning me out
And I don't want to be
Uninteresting
But all I talk about are my growing pains
And how maybe this next year I'll change
I can't make it through this twenty year push
All I think about is skipping town
And wandering until my knees give out
I can't make it through this twenty year push
Maybe this next summer will
Hold something better and
The freckles on my shoulders
Will fade by December
The clock hands
Scare me half to death
I believe that I am trying my hardest
But in the end I'm always wrong
You don't believe that I am trying my hardest
But how would you know?
You're always gone
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