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When will I let it all go
and be the love I desire?
The drywall never seems to dry.
I thought I fixed all the flickering lights.
I sweep the stairs I am falling through.
It’s hard to be so yellow
and dark blue.
I try to fly aeroplanes
yet the turbulence remains.
I know there’s more than meets the eye
yet I act like the one moon in the sky.
When the glitter's gone on a nothing afternoon,
It’s hard to be so yellow
and dark blue.
Yeah I give.
Give me a chance.
I will give love all I can.
I'll cover up drywall with a frame
Of all my lovers laughing in the rain
Singing like a crazy group of loons
One thousand hearts and zero greasy spoons
My darkest sky has been my newest moon,
It’s hard to be so yellow
And dark blue.
It’s been hard to be so yellow
And dark blue.
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I wanna be king of the internet
Filter my thoughts til I look perfect
Scrolling the feed til I'm stomach sick
Feeling afraid posting heavy shit
You know it makes me depressed.
But look at my gorgeousness.
Look at my big package.
Never see my palace on fire.
Never see my palace on fire.
Cause I’m king of the internet
Look at my cooking I'm not a mess
Try to look hot but I got cowlicks
Will you go to my show or just interested?
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3. |
Zombie [basement mix]
03:07
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I’m staggerwalking through a graveyard.
I thought I put that man to sleep.
I’m hunting people like they are junk food.
I’m a zombie eyes of plywood.
zombie
zombie
don’t eat my brains
zombie
I thought I was living but I was dead.
The zombie virus is contagious.
A hollow stomach.
Give me a human.
I’m a zombie.
Better run, kid.
zombie
zombie
don’t eat my brains
zombie
Traded my colors for a mute gray.
Now I walk with skin hanging off my face.
zombie
zombie
don’t eat my brains
zombie
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Dogwalker
03:50
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Rolling out of bed like a car that just won't start
The northern air is cold and the tired sky is dark
My head is just pounding as I blow down the road
Yet the morning bird is singing
Dogwalker says hello
Oh this feeling
Just won’t go
Just won’t leave me alone
Like a wind from all directions a’blowing
I try to reach the other side but the telephone’s on hold
I’m in a mouth of a lion whose jaws just wanna close
Jumping like a trapeze artist whose nets are getting old
In a crumbling colosseum whose patrons come and go
Now it is a new morning and my motor's running fine
Though the roads are coarse with salt
And the days are long with night
Though the circus never leaves and the black dog only hikes
I can drink a cup of sunshine and use imperfect rhymes
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Validate me (4X)
I got kung fu flower
I got kung fu flower
I don’t need no shower
I got kung fu power
Validate me (4X)
Eat my cocktail power
I got eisenhower
I don’t need no shower
I got kung fu power
Validate me (4X)
Solooooooooo
Validate me (4X)
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6. |
MY MIND IS RACING
01:19
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MY MIND IS RACING 4X
INSOMNIA
MY WALLS ON FIRE
MY SKIN OF WAX
KNIVES IN MY BACK
MY MIND IS RACING 4X
MY INK JUST BLEEDS
MY THOUGHTS HAYWIRE
BROKEN AC
BED OF BARBWIRE
MY MIND IS RACING 4X
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7. |
Please Go Away
02:22
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Please go away from me baby
Please go away
Please go away from me baby
Please go away
With a jaw full of fire
Nothing comes to light
Please go away from me
Before the flood of night
With a jaw full of fire
Nothing comes to light
Please go away from me
Before the flood of night
Please go away
Please go away
Please go away
Please go away
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9. |
Hydroplaning [90.1]
03:36
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Rain is tailspinning while lights pepper the streets
I’m hydroplaning like a wild taxi hijacking.
All the reds smear into greens.
And there I was just knee steering.
Hydroplaning.
Let it slide.
The reds smear into greens.
Zigzagging into beams.
Hydroplaning.
The raining lights, the growling stars, I’ll face the wild.
I thought I walked the walk, but I’m just sleeptalking in brain butt dial.
I had the skivvies, stars, house parties and bars, music and memoirs.
Oh sayonara when all is smearing like the rain on city boulevards.
Hydroplaning.
Let it slide.
The reds smear into greens.
Zigzagging into beams.
Hydroplaning.
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10. |
Just Call It [90.1]
04:15
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You're the one you wanted
And baby, I got mine
That's just the way it plays out
Put your guns down girl
It's fine
I won't spill your secrets
And when it gets insane
I think we both know
It's time to pack up the suitcase
Just call it baby
Once and for all
You know I care about you
I would never want to hurt you
I guess in a few months
We can drink at Jack's saloon
But for now, I must forget you
And all our summer days
I guess the future
Takes time to erase
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12. |
Khakis On Fire
03:55
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Should I set my khakis on fire?
Should I set my khakis on fire?
On fire
On fire
Holy Moly, I hate khakis.
I feel like Judas; give me back my ratty jeans.
What a crony they want me to be.
I rather where ass-less chaps
than cut my hair for accounting.
I got an English degree.
Myth busted: coffee shops aren't hiring.
These classifieds burn my eyes 3rd degree
cause I don’t know optometry.
I just want be free
but money money money.
Can’t even sell my soul!
Not even Hell is hiring.
Should I set my khakis on fire?
Should I set my khakis on fire?
Khakis on fire
On fire
Does poetry pay dental and 401k?
If I write a cool haiku, will I get paid holidays?
I want tequila shots and rants about the puppeteers,
but I don’t know, my future employers might be here.
I just want to be free
but money money money.
Can’t even sell my soul!
Not even Hell is hiring.
Should I set my khakis on fire?
Should I set my khakis on fire?
Khakis on fire
Khakis on fire
On fire
On fire
On fire
On fire
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Steven Yardley Burlington, Vermont
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