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i keep myself inside
the rain falls down my window
sometimes it feels like i'm in limbo
but it's not that simple
thin me with turpentine
shine with a glossy glow
varnish on the outside
but unstable made of ethanol
and then you came along
out of the overflow
washed away my outsides
like you're acetone, it's chemical
and we could intertwine
combine our molecules
i want to dissolve myself inside you
hope i'm soluble
but you can't stir oil & vinegar
no you can't still oil & vinegar
force it together and it might work
but you can't stir oil & vinegar
but you can't stir oil & vinegar
no your can't stir oil & vinegar
emulsify and it might combine
but you can't stir oil & vinegar
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Walk into
places
You didn’t know
I wouldn’t blame you
But I’m sure you didn’t know
Could be dead
I wish you were plastic though
Tripping on crosswalks
Each line is a blow
One moist bag of garbage
That might break someday soon
Don’t be afraid to cry
Someone might drink that tear
If you want it you can have it
All you have to do is lie about it
Spin those words knot the brain
You’re still an asshole
When you’re sad about it
Dead presidents jerk off
To each other in a hall of fame
I guess we’re all apart of the same game
Getting high off the fumes of the same train
More than ever
I feel like
I can’t blame it on you
You drop bombs
But what’s the use
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I wake up every morning just to get high
Playing pick up change just to get by
Into the liquor store
Too young to buy booze
Buy some scratchers too
Just so I can lose
Walking down the street
Kids are talking shit
But I don’t really care
I’m feeling pretty lit
I got so fucking high
I couldn’t feel my face
Slide your tongue into my mouth
Give me a taste
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4. |
Dylans - Houseplant
01:25
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You've got to love it like your own, they don't want to see you shine
Forget what you deserve and don't fall out of line
You were born to serve, not out-class anyone
I don't have a soul and I domt have a heart
I don't hear a spectral voice and I'm not hella smart
I'll never storm a beach or work at Walmart
Entitled snowflake who will never own anything
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5. |
corduroy - Messed It Up
04:15
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[Verse 1]:
I've been crying out of line
I've been grievin’ all the time
I wanna get out of this place, so I can just forget you
[Pre-chorus 1]:
I bet you're smilin everyday
Now that you dont see my face
And baby I know that it's all my fault that you're
[Chorus]:
Gone, never comin' back
Cause I was the one who was hurtin
you, and I'm sorry for everythin'
I wish I can go back in time
So I can do things right with you
Just when I found true love, I went and messed it up
[Verse 2]:
It was a love of a different kind
One that will never leave my mind
A love that made me realize what I’ve always wanted
[Pre-chorus 2]:
Now you're lodged in my brain
Like a bullet through my veins
Know that I’ll never forget you though you're
[Chorus]:
Gone, never comin' back
Cause I was the one who was hurtin
you, and I'm sorry for everythin'
I wish I can go back in time
So I can do things right with you
Just when I found true love, I went and messed it up
[Bridge]:
You're gone, never coming back cause I
Was the one who was hurtin’ you
And I'm sorry for everythin'
[Chorus]:
Gone, never comin' back
Cause I was the one who was hurtin
you, and I'm sorry for everythin'
I wish I can go back in time
So I can do things right with you
Just when I found true love, I went and messed it up
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6. |
Taking Meds - Tough Guy
02:55
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Were you talking to me just now? / I don’t see anyone else / I’ll take a swing on you in my apartment / But don’t remember your cell / Pass me on the right this morning? / Tire iron to mirror / No paperwork filed / Just car horn ringing in my ear / After a moment / Turned the car around / But you were gone / Let me tell you, you’re lucky, you’re really lucky / Were you talking to me just now? / I don’t see anyone else / I’ll pull a gun on you in my apartment / But only see you in hell / Pass me on the right this morning? / .38 to your ear / No court appearance necessary / You turned left at Pioneer / And as for me / I turned on the main road / And the sun beat in / And I finally raised my arm / To shield my eyes / After a moment / Turned the car around / But you were gone / Oh you’re just lucky you caught me on a good day
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here's no more you could've done
and you're not the only one
because it was always their vision
which became their ultimate decision.
so blame the church,
blame their family,
blame all society
but this is missing the point:
you were their friends,
still they wanted their lives to end.
it's not your fault,
you couldn't be there the second that they fall.
you couldn't have made that call,
though their loneliness was written into their walls.
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I have very long lungs now this I know
and I don't want to change
running thin
yeah fists are low
and I don't want to stay
the same
I don't wanna act like I don't have friends
I got friends on the coast
made of skin
or at least I hope
they haven't said a thing
Fuck you has a lot on it
I never thought I'd throw those things at you
and every day live with the shame
of thinking that I'd ever change
I'm not over it
gripping all that I chase
I'm not over it
I shoulda put you in your place
I'm not over it
and I know it's not your job alright
to make me feel alright
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Twin Peaks Sessions is an all-inclusive music collective hosting recorded sessions in San Francisco, and DIY gigs throughout the Bay Area. Our Bandcamp features live sets from our annual Twin Shrieks fest
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