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Seventeen (demo)
04:23
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My shoes have dirt on the toes but they’re still red
We don't have time to talk like we used to
My heart beats fast and my blood pumps red
We don't have time to talk like we used to
Seventeen- spitting up in the taco bell parking lot
Buckle me into your backseat cuz I've never felt so bad
And it’s absurd that’s why I'm making these words
Cuz I've never felt so bad
Seventeen- spitting up in the taco bell parking lot
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Torture Me (demo)
03:56
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There's quiet in the street and then there's quiet
Did I not just say it's not your fault? Did I not just say it's not mine?
If you wanna torture me
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Out Of His Mind (demo)
02:16
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Out comes every little thing we can’t change
It don’t stop at nothing, things these days
It’s sunny outside and we’re trapped in here
Why do we always have to act with fear
We try to keep sane and block out the noise
But it’s hard to know, yeah it’s hard to really know
Now I can’t keep my body going I might need somebody new
Broken nails and chipped white paint, things that I thought I would keep for you
Now I can’t keep my body going I might need somebody new
We can be so many things. Jesus tell me what to do
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Talia and Sasha (demo)
03:34
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I can't explain how I feel to all our friends who don't wanna know
But I don't call you because I'm scared to use up all our love to fast
So I stick to the fastballs and curveballs of drudgery
Maybe the splitter will bring me back to life
Today I painted over the writing on my living room
It used to be a landscape now it's illuminati code
So much of who I am is who I wanted to be when my CIT taught me poker
So I stick to the fastballs and curveballs of drudgery
Maybe the splitter will bring me back to life
I call her up just hear her voice and tell her all about my day but always always always... she doesn't pick up
I'm more than eleven years this year but maybe some things never change
So I stick to the fastballs and curveballs of drudgery
Maybe the splitter will bring me back to life
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4:30 (demo)
02:49
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It’s 4:30 in the morning and I don’t know how to say it but I wanna go and kiss you on the mouth
It’s the time that we’re together babe that feels like it’s the only time that counts
Baby I think I love you and I don’t know if you want to love me too
It’s the middle of the afternoon, september, and there’s grass stains on your butt
I am breathless from the spill you took and breathless at your breathlessness, oh yeah
Baby I think I love you and I don’t know if you want to love me too
Well marriage is the lamest thing it’s what our parents did and man they suck
But I wanna get old with you and even when we’re old I know we’ll fuck
Baby I think I love you and I don’t know if you want to love me too
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phatrabbit Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Songs from South Central (CT)
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