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Basement
02:25
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There's only three windows in this basement
And one of them is under a deck
All this artificial lighting is frying my head
I need to get outside sometime
But every time I leave the house
I manage to spend all the money that I have
And I can't afford to do that shit every day
So I sit in this basement
And wait for Death to show his hand
And so I sit in this basement
I'm getting fat again
Because I'm so far from all my friends
And wait for Death to show his hand
And wait for Death to take my hand
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Sinkholes
02:11
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In the hours I've been sitting
I've accomplished nothing
I am every house on every sinkhole
About to be swallowed whole
In the years that you've known me
I've done some growing
But I am every oil spill
In every gulf, in every ocean, in every stream
And despite my best efforts
I'm not who I want to be
In every minute of silence
My mind projects visions in my eyes
Where you are every woman
who's really had enough this time
In every hole I've been digging
Each one too big to escape
I find a decent resting place
An early and well-deserved grave
I'm still too young to be a failure
But just give me a few more years
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Earl Of Grey
03:41
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That old jar of pickled jalapeno slices
Sat in the fridge for who knows how long
I emptied its contents and I scrubbed it clean
And I found its new purpose
I place my red teapot on the stove
And I raise a flame beneath
til the steam comes screaming out
I bathe the leaves inside the jar
And I give it time
After hours of steeping, the water's assumed
Its most powerful form
And it's darker now than the soil from which
These leaves were born
Now it sits in the fridge overnight
until the next morning
It won't last long
There's nothing like an ice cold glass of tea
If you ask me
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I couldn't feel anything after
The first few blows
But I remember tasting blood
And I could tell you who they were
If you want
But this is kind of a regular thing
It's me
And I do this every day
But I'm starting to think that this
Is not healthy
And I'm capable of more
Than beating myself up all the time
For everything
And comparing my life to yours
So from now on I think I'll try to be happy
At least that's how I feel right now
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Don't Even Try
02:24
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All the things and all the places
In which I find some interest
Occupy enough of my mind
To kill some time
But the faith I have in myself
Or rather, the lack thereof
Prevents me from pursuing
Anything I love
I'LL always set my sights for
The easiest target
Because the bigger your dreams are
The harder you'll fail
We are vampires
Living in fear of the light
We are cowards
Completely devoid of will or might
We'd rather marvel and envy
While living our short lives alone
Than lose the uphill battle
To carve our names into the stone
We're better off not taking chances
Living a life mundane and pointless
Because getting the most out of life
Is something stronger men do
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Not Angsty Enough
01:45
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It's clear to me
That you're embarrassed of my shortcomings
Can't compare to my siblings
I took too long to go to school
My part-time job doesn't impress you
I'm a loser in my in-laws' basement
And I'm sorry if I sound like a dick
But you're not exactly swimming in money
So you putting me down is super shitty
But I won't apologize
For doing things in my own time
And waiting til I'm good and ready
So just don't worry about me
I'm sick of telling you how it's going
You've always got a plan for me
But you're no good at encouraging
You'd rather try to force me
I'm not joining the military
So just leave it
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In Your Garage
01:21
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I remember hanging out in your garage
And we'd pack as many as our friends in
As we could fit
And I'd watch you guys fill the place up with smoke
I went home smelling like shit but
It was all worth it
And I guess my point is
That I spend a lot of time alone
And I still remember you guys
Those days were cool
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