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Here Without U Mane
03:09
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it's just as well since u left i settled down no more stabbing homeless men i'm so uncool here without u man i wish that hell had visitation time i lost u and lost my mind now i'm so lame here without u mane and on the block where we grew up in summertime dogs got sick on chocolate and we played with pocket knives at the football games beneath the bleacher seats we cornered little kids and took away their money those were the good times the best times of my life i had my head on straight and i knew what i was doing they said u ran a stop sign that night in mid-july and underneath the moon and two tons of steel u died and that girl u hit she slammed into your face her lips bled into yours u kissed before u went it's just as well since u left i settled down no more stabbing homeless men i'm so uncool here without u man i wish that hell had visitation time i lost u and lost my mind now i'm so lame here without u mane
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Grambling Radio
02:31
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in the morning when it is time to wake up i hear you calling me out to the car i'm leaving early because i don't want to be late for muzak at 8 traffic backed up to i-49 i'm in no hurry thank you 91.5 you help me be cool with your slow jams and jazz appreciate that grambling radio oh grambling radio grambling radio don't even bother taking the shortest route home we've got an hour before the next dj comes on it would be foolish to waste your last chance to relax and dance under duress to get to work on time i have to leave you but only for a while i will come back soon yes i'll return before 10 to catch up my friend grambling radio oh grambling radio grambling radio
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The Farm
03:03
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shotguns and rifles hanging on wood-paneled walls under the farmhouse beetle bugs amass in choirs they sing a song that sounds alright to me i turn around my baby's on the floor bleeding blood rushing from her ears and outside the animals are acting odd there's baby dolls strapped to the ponies omg that's fucking strange i admit to myself there's something off about this farm oh yeah wild geese confronted me for reasons unforeseen and they dug in their webbed feet a dread throng of gnashing yellow beaks and each piece they tore from me felt like a burden relieved "i deserve this" i insisted "it's my atonement"
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Like Dimes
05:05
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She hardly ever comes around save for when the new kids are out of town suddenly she's blowing up the phone like she's afraid to be at home and alone rolling with new people every time you see her counting friends like dimes yet you drive her at the end of the night when no one's looking she calls you out then she plays it down when we get together she says your marigold sweater is much too loud then she comes around just a few days later rolling with new people every time you see her counting friends like dimes yet you still drive her at the end of the night she hardly ever comes around she hardly ever comes around and all we ever talk about are trust-funded vacations credit cards and what we'll be wearing on the weekend
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i went and gave machines my mind now my id keeps me up all night beneath a steely shell that's robbed me of my time you went and gave real life up for visions of movie stars and classic cars that never really happen now we don't move but are we dead we went and built for ourselves a really big cage with no bars i forgot it too i forgot you and everyone else now i don't leave my brain now i don't need my name
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