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intro
00:31
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miller low life
03:22
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on fridays i drink too much come tuesdays i call you up and thursdays i think about everything that i fucked up, well, living in my parents basement. but im too scared to say it: i've pulled the trigger and missed my only shot. and the week passes slow. slow enough for you to know that i'm just sitting here wasting, too wasted. fridays i drink too much. tuesdays i call you up. thursdays i think about everything that i fucked up
let me come home let me come home let me come home let come home.
(i mean home in the most figurative of senses. home is my body when i don't hate it. home is your van, listening to skee-lo in the dark, driving too fast on the highway to square one.)
(making progress isn't drawing a straight line its going in circles and wearing out the grooves and sometimes i wonder if skipping on repeat as if the last few times weren't bad enough.
and sometimes i wonder if skipping on repeat as if the last few times weren't bad enough.
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cherry cola
03:14
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you're sweet like cherry cola
rotting my bones to the core
i could be anything you wanted me to be
you're cool september air
when i step outside at midnight
cigarettes with people i barely know
and one day you'll be gone before i know it
you've always had a knack of doing that
i'll be a wine mom in toronto
getting drunk at brunch
gossip, talk shit, think about where you are
you're rainy days in august
reading books in bed
and the nagging feeling that this could always end
and one day you'll be gone before i know it
you've always had a knack of doing that
you're sweet like cherry cola
rotting my bones to the core
i could be anything you wanted me to be
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fun
02:57
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well i heard
you had something in mind
when you took me out tonight
rather a sad excuse to look into each others eyes
well i dont mind
well i heard you had something to say to me when im sober
but i wont remember a single thing you said to me that night, well i don;t mind
well i don't mind
i don't mind
im empty
fucked up on caffeine and codeine
so why don't you love me
fill me up with
the illusion of something better
or anything really
i dont mind
i can try my best to find
something to make you stay or a reason to be alive
well im empty
fucked up on caffeine and codeine so why dont you love me?
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grown ups
02:24
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ive had such a bad time here, going to bed late just to wake up late in the morning,
ive had such a bad time here, going to bed late, just to wake up late in the morning, the morning.
im a grown up so why the fuck haven't i grown up?
a grown up. why the fuck haven't i grown up?
im turning twenty, maybe twenty five, and i dont wanna wake up. i dont want to be alive. ive had such a bad time here. ive fucked up and you moved and now theres no one here.
im a grown up so why the fuck haven't i grown up?
im a grown up. i need a grown up.
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