1. |
No Yes
02:44
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Charmers, Charismatic, Cuties
Taking what they want from me
Venturing too deep in my psyche
Now I almost cannot sleep
Fuck me over, roll over
I'm done with this position
Fuck me over, roll over
I'm done with this position
Federal financial filigree
Chasing who the wanna bleed
Bound by all my education debts
All my hunger savings left
Fine me over, cold shoulder
I'm done with this position
Fine me over, cold shoulder
I'm done with this position
One shock after another
One chance to discover
A tolerance for all the bullshit
Watch me as I pass out
You were given no yes (x3)
The answer is and was, no yes (x3)
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2. |
Jackass
02:46
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(Whoooooo)
You got a face like ineptitude
It's true, I didn't listen, that's kinda rude
Should I really care if all you say is dumb shit
Come on dude
I've got a mouth with ineptitude
Get's me in trouble like lightning moves
Should I really care if all I say is quick wit
Come on dude
Don't be that, don't be that jackass (x2)
Miraculous, fantastic, a thousand percent ecstatic
Y'all know I meant well but lip service does me no good
Amazing, it's crazy, fuel insanity lately
Y'all know I mean well but lip service does me no good
Crowd surfing with all of you
Coolest pals around it's too damn true
I hope you'll forgive my antics
Don't be that jackass dude
I swear a little nap can change ya mood
If only you'd remember those lessons
Don't be that, don't be that jackass (x2)
(Whoooooooo)
You got a face like ineptitude,
It's true, I didn't listen, that's kinda rude
Should I really care if all you say is dumb shit
Come on dude
I've got a mouth with ineptitude
Get's me trouble like lightning moves
Should I really care if all I say is quick wit
Come on dude
(Yeah)
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3. |
Die in My Sleep
03:14
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In the dirt I was meant to be
Copacetic, let my bones to sleep
By the choice of my beating heart
Double digit end of life is a start
Give out (x6)
Just don't give up (no)
Hey old age, I can hear ya creep
Or is your identity really two weeks
A stroke of so-called luck or white lightning
One way ticket or a martyred body
Give out (x6)
Just don't give up (no)
Every animal will reach a new plateau
Nothing to fear, there's no eternity
Embrace this life to it's highest points
And then I can die in my sleep
Give out (x6)
Just don't give up
In the dirt I was meant to be
Copacetic, let my bones to sleep
By the choice of my beating heart
Triple digit end of life is a start
Give out (x6)
Just don't give up (no)
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4. |
Lime
04:01
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Take a bite out of lime
Set your drink aside
Trouble to describe
These washed out feelings
While you placate the rage
A body's trapped inside a cage
Ya shoes scuffed up by the metal of a bar stool
As the picketers outside raise the glasses higher than you
(Whoa)
Cozy in your sheets
Outside, someone sleeps
A symptom of the cheats
In whose reality, they were never human
While you placate to the rage
A body's trapped inside a cage
Interrupt your slumber, can you feel the cold rain
Protesters outside raise their last hopes higher than you
(Whoa)
While you placate the rage
A body's trapped inside a cage
Ya shoes scuffed up by the metal of a bar stool
As the picketers outside raise the glasses higher than you
(Whoa)
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5. |
Daria
05:49
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I'd take your sharp witted pointer finger
At my temple, pull the trigger
If I could, I'd learn it faster
Gotta try and do so much better
Lawndale misanthropic banter
Jane Lane is my favorite painter
"Every cloud has a smokey gray lining"
Sick sad world, taut pacemaker
Daria (x2)
Wake up deadpan, no sleeper
Pizza slice of well meaning satire
Fit no mold knowledge seeker
Find a clue in that Mystik Spiral
Daria (x5)
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6. |
Bittersvveet
03:30
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Ya got that fuckin' cute face, and sayin' all the right words
So damn sweet that I kinda feel sick I can't handle it, no
Too much togetherness can have adverse side effects
Distance is a good ingredient, give me those hips
One more bite then scram
You've got that (Lalala...)
B.I.T.T.E.R.S.
Double V, Double E
Only add another T
You're so damn Bittersvveet
When I first heard ya speak my name I etched your's on my tongue
Who would have guessed that we'd never even met before
Meteorologist claimed rain today but not on our parade
Distance is a good ingredient, give me those arms and hold me closer
You've got that (Lalala...)
B.I.T.T.E.R.S.
Double V, Double E
Only add another T
You're so damn Bittersvveet
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7. |
Attempted Sincerity
02:57
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Worship is a word meant for nobody
I am not the first, who does not believe
Holy high hell above and heaven down below
Cover all my sins, I will fear no more
Snake into the lives, countless who cannot deny
A bounty to abide, the price is eternal fire
Holy high hell above and heaven down below
Cover all my sins, I will fear no more
More so an ancient verse, plague tautology
Translated many times, kept hypocrisy
Attempted Sincerity (x3)
Holy high hell above and heaven down below
Cover all my sins, I will fear no more
Holy high hell above and heaven down below
Cover all my sins
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8. |
The Deviant Ones
06:51
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Those heavy eyes of sweet little dreamers
Falling into sleep
Under the watchful sight of the moon and state
With bed-rest fellows snuggled to death
Cradle fluff around their crowns
He kicks, and he screams
Cuz he's always running
Mom tries to plead, but he's really sunk in
Sweat down his back and on his forehead
The terror is wrongfully lead and still in his mind
Why at such a young age is he such a man
To play with hopes that he could be dying
To dream of rainbow skies tied to the bedpost
A failure as a boy, the man he's supposed to be
Innocence should be flying
Those heavy eyes of sweet little dreamers
Falling into sleep
Under the watchful sight of the moon and state
With bed-rest fellows snuggled to death
Cradle fluff around their crowns
She kicks, and she screams
Cuz she's never perfect
Dad tries to plead, but she's really sunk in
Demanding respect from adults and fake friends
The terror is wrongfully lead and still in her god damn mind
Why at such a young age is she such a womyn
To play with the hopes that she could be dying
To dream of joy and kindness she shouldn't have to earn
A failure as a girl, the womyn she's proposed to be
Innocence should be flying
Those heavy eyes of sweet little dreamers
Falling into sleep
Under the watchful sight of the moon and state
With bed-rest fellows snuggled to death
Cradle fluff around their crowns
They kick and they scream
Cuz they're always fighting
Parent tries to plead, but they're really sunk in
Love is a lifeline in their transition
A failure as a child, the adult they showed to be
Innocence should be flying
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9. |
Head Past the Clouds
03:34
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I know it's popular now
Cuz there's trouble on mars
Coincidence, gullible how
Your head is past the clouds
And the stars don't give a damn
(Ohhhhh)
(Whistle)
I know it's popular now
Cuz there's trouble on mars
Coincidence, gullible how
Your head is past the clouds
And the stars don't give a damn
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Annex Panda Minneapolis, Minnesota
Bringing in an odd sound with intimate feels and groove. Ground Pop.
.Eric -Bass/Vox
.Michael- Guitar/ Vox
.Jarod - Percussion/Vox
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