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Crazy Genius Superstar
02:27
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Doesn’t life get very boring, melting clocks and breaking telephones?
So much time so little movement, don’t you feel the need to get out of home?
Break your glass and cut the strings that attach you to your couch
You remind me of Homer Simpson, but I don't think you care much.
Are you marrying that computer? I don’t know, you look so much in love
From the bedroom to the kitchen, fastest time since 2004
And your big plan for the evening is to raw your penis in the dark
Under action, overweighed, crazy genius superstar.
I bet your mommy and daddy are proud of you
I bet they buy your t-shirts wide enough
If I were them I would be showing you life is tough
If I were them I wouldn’t buy you any food.
From the kitchen to the bedroom, you’re so happy now that you’ve returned
And you paid a dollar fifty and made a friend at ‘Im-alone.com’
And your big plan for the evening is to get her naked on the chat
Under action, overweighed, crazy genius superstar.
If I were you I’d stop eating so much food
If I were you I’d go out to the street
You know, there‘s actually a world outside the screen
You know, there’s actually a world outside your room
Doesn’t life get very boring, melting clocks and breaking telephones?
So much time so little movement, don’t you feel the need to get out of home?
When you have made all your friends paying them money from your mom
And your big plan for the evening is to get them naked on the chat
And you’re thinking you’re so smart while you raw it in the dark
Don’t you worry you are just a crazy genius superstar.
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Leaves are falling down
I can see it from my window like an old
Black and white mystery movie.
I hate you right now
That’s the thing about passion it can shift
From one end to the other.
Hell, something here feels wrong
Like a train out of control
Like a weapon made of gold
Like wine stains on your gown
I just hate it when summer leaves this town.
Don’t wanna talk
Talking is good for nothing but to tangle up
The truth and distort the facts.
Who the hell am I?
I used to be someone very different,
Much more handsome, much more smart.
Hell, something here feels wrong
Like a hero on the run
Like a killer in the sun
Like a Viking moving south
I just hate it when summer leaves this town
Leaves are falling down
I can see it from my window like an old
Black and white mystery movie.
Hell, something here feels wrong
Like a handshake in the cold
Like sex over the phone
Like a statue looking down
Like a stranger hanging around
Like a child wearing a frown
I hate when we get stuck on here and now
Like a color in a sound
Like an old man falling down
Like the devil in the mount
Like a treasure never found
I hate it when summer leaves this town.
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Crowded Spaces
02:55
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Crowded spaces
I thought I’d be nice for once and this is what I get
Ten thousand people there
And I don’t know why but I feel alone.
Roaring silence;
I can’t hear a thing because there’s so much to be heard
There’s something in my head
I swear it wasn’t there before
I wish you had come.
All the faces
Trying to look as perfect and as friendly as they can
They’re talking all the time
And I don’t know why but I feel alone.
Crowded spaces
One last call for loners hell is coming down your way
They won’t let you forget
Why you’d wanna be alone.
I wish you had come.
Strong agoraphobia took a hold of me as it always does.
Empty boxes
filling up the space which some good friend has left for us
I’m tired of all the fuss
I think it’s time for me to go.
(I think it’s time for me to go, I think it’s time)
Silent voices
Franny and Zooey left, I should’ve guessed what they were up to
They’re probably both laughing now at
All the poems they wrote.
(They’re probably both laughing about it all)
Stupid choices
Everything you do is enough to pass the time
You roll along the tide
And then they kill you off the show.
I wish you had come.
Crowded spaces, finally understood what Franny and Zooey laughed about
Ten thousand people there and not a single one was you.
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Love Youth Dignity War
03:23
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Walking through this tunnel it’s so dark you can’t tell if you blink.
I don’t know what is best, to swim or to sink.
I tried to make you jump into my game, I was that sure of myself.
Nobody won, nobody lost, but things are no longer the same.
You had as many opportunities to kill as to die.
You didn’t want to go anywhere, but you were eager to fly.
Is this what happens when fortune runs out, dignity shivers behind a cold frown.
Sorry I entered; I’ll leave you alone with your crown.
And if you wanna ask sometimes, about my state of mind, well
Somewhere between my ego, and this painful loneliness
I hung around.
And if you wanna ask sometimes, about my state of mind, well
Somewhere between my ego, and this painful loneliness
I hung around.
Walking through this tunnel it’s so dark you can’t tell if you blink.
I never knew I was a poet till I touched your skin
Things would be easier if I had no heart, that old tin man was a fool
Please turn the light on; help me get out of the gloom
And if you wanna ask sometimes, about my state of mind, well
Somewhere between my ego, and this painful loneliness
I hung around.
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5. |
I Want You Back
04:17
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When it started out I was nothing but bored
Cared for nothing at all, and the days were long.
But when I look back from this place so called home
At the barks and the groans; this doesn’t look like home at all.
Not that many shades of grey between the black and the white.
Well, it took me a while to learn that.
Me, I burnt all my bridges; burnt them long ago
You don’t know how much I regret it all
What we fought for wasn’t silver or gold, wasn’t friendship or love
We just fought over a dry bone.
Well it turns out there’s a difference between the things you want
And the things you agree to do.
Me, I burnt all my bridges; burnt them long ago
You don’t know how much I regret it all
And now, the dogs don’t bark, the TV sucks, it’s cold outside, I want you back.
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