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When I said I wanted to be your dog
I only meant so you could tie me up
I only meant so I could lick the crumbs
That fell under your table
I only meant so you could walk me around
All naked on the floor with my nose to the ground
On a leash
And have me doing tricks for you
Girl you're not the girl of my dreams
No you're more like a symptom of low self-esteem
And boy, you're not a boy to rival James Dean
Just a fleeting distraction in a habitual bad dream
But I'm still
Chasing sticks for you
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Kitchen Scourers
01:36
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It’s Friday night I’m on my own
I’m buying things for my home
Like kitchen scourers
Hide the knives
I need a reason to stay alive
I don’t wanna go to the queer bar anymore
They all look and sound like me
When I was twenty four
Reward circuits don't reward
And music just makes me feel bored
Friday night, oh damn your eyes
Give me a reason to stay alive
I could check facebook one more time
In case i missed something on there
That’s going to change my life
Turn on the news to more and more
Lists of who they’re coming for
Oh Friday night, damn your face
I see no hope for the human race
I could get in semantic arguments online
Yeah right like we're gonna change the world
One tweet at a time
I could head out into the darkness of the night
Get lighting fires breathe this dead city back to life
But instead
My kitchen scourers and me
Are in for a long night
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Future Past
01:22
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In the future the past
Will come bite you in the ass
Maybe on your deathbed
Whether prolonged or short
And you're shaking at the knees
And you will be undone
Oh here it comes here it comes
And if I could I'd run so fucking far away
1000 guys in leather couldn't keep my thoughts at bay
And in time I know that they will come for me
Alone in a dark place with no friends or family
And the older you get the harder it becomes
To pretend you are friendly, good, kind and strong
And your insides are creaking yes they're falling apart
And your nemesis is coming
He is shaped like your heart
And if I could I'd run so fucking far away
1000 guys in leather couldn't keep my thoughts at bay
And in time I know that they will come for me
Alone in a dark place with no friends or family
Stuck in a dark place with no friends or family
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Getting Refined
01:11
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When I first met you
we were both drunk
I was trying to get you
to have a threesome
I never asked cos
I was too shy
I was trying to do it
with the power of my mind
That didn’t work so then
I made a mental note
we both have Facebook
so I started clicking ‘like’ for everything you wrote
and you did the same with me did it mean
you wanted me or did you just actually
like everything I wrote
I never felt able to ask
it was endlessly frustrating
Back when I was 18
I hit on people all the time
it was so easy it felt normal it felt fine
all I needed was a party
and half a bottle of 20/20
despite my anxiety
now I just complain loudly
how much I hate everybody
then go home
wish I’d danced with
someone I don’t stand a chance with
I guess this is what they call
getting refined.
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5. |
Arctic February
02:13
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I wanna be held by someone
But not you
And I wanna tell someone
Everything that I’ve been going through
But even though I slept with you for free
there are some parts you’ll never see
and there’s a darkness in me
just like the arctic in February
And we always said
we’d do this once and once only
so how come like an overprotective parent
you’re still hanging round at 33?
But even though I slept with you for free
there are some parts you’ll never see
and there’s a darkness in me
just like the arctic in February
And there are things we'll never be
like happy together or apart
or anything that's low in toxicity
and there’s a darkness in me
just like the arctic in February
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6. |
Narcissistics Notorious
02:09
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Sat in a cafe a Márquez novel in front of me
Too hungover to read it
And in front of that I hold my phone
And my shakey fingers take a picture of it
I'll never read that fucking book
But the photos will look so romantic
And future generations will know me
By the trail of my intellect
We are all such narcissists
Pictures or we don't exist
We are all such narcissists
oh yeah
We are all such narcissists
We're the jizz in the wet dreams of capitalists
We are all such narcissists
But it's hard when the world don't want you to exist
I left the caff it was a beautiful day
I was high on grandiosity
Mind dreaming of someone hot
I walked out into the sunlit city
By the canal, pass a bridge, see a bike
Looked up and saw a pigeon impaled upon a spike
I reported it to my phone as though it was
An important scientific discovery
Oh narcissistics notorious
What chance have we of recovery?
We are all such narcissists
Pictures or we don't exist
We are all such narcissists
We're the jizz in the wet dreams of capitalists
We are all such narcissists
But it's hard when the world don't want you to exist
And it's hard when you're scared
scared to be alone
and everyone's living inside your phone
In versions of themselves so uncomplicated
And you can be a version of you you never hated
And it's hard when you grow up despising yourself
But computer says no, you can be something else
Look up see the stars
It's the end of the day
I never noticed my mind's wasting away
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