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Petty Cross
02:07
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Of all the things that should set you off
You’ve chosen to carry the pettiest cross
From all the ways the world keeps trying to break you
You let it take you down the easiest way
Do you even see yourself whole
There’s a blind spot like a black hole
Between the back of your head
And just behind your eyes
Bullheaded, bitter, jaded, everyone can see so clear
You’ve been running in circles for years
No matter how well you think you’ve hid your tears
I know you’ve been crippled by fear
Don’t let your anger go
Don’t let your bruises show
Don’t let your anger go
Just let your bruises grow
Just let your anger go
Don’t let your bruises grow
Just let all your wounds show
Just let it go and grow, grow, grow
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Crawl Beneath Me
03:25
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You’ll just say anything, won’t you?
Anything at all to keep the stat quo
Don’t hurt no feelings, don’t rock the boat
You worthless tool
Let’s all make nice and be friends, right?
Every word out of your mouth is a waste of air
In any case I’ve found more profound
Thoughts under coasters
Can’t believe you think we’re peers
When you should be crawling beneath me
Schoolyard bully turned dreamer
Spewing smarm from between your thousand dollar teeth
It’s fucks like you
That squeeze the life out of me
Come here little lamb, don’t fear
I’ll just shear the sugar coating from your skin
Free you from pretensions
Of any meaning
Can’t believe you think we’re peers
When you should be crawling beneath me
So crawl beneath me
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Fuck Hardcore
01:26
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This room smells stale
Like an ideal rotting
A whole movement
Standing stiff as dicks
Past idealists turned elitist
Amassed in a vicious circle jerk
Pointless impersonators
Of those paved the way
Year after year
To the fucking beat
Non-conformity turned inside out
Year after year
To the fucking beat
The vest is a uniform
Haven’t we heard everything here before;
“Psychos in suits are destroying the world”
Don’t need to be told ‘cause we’ve heard it before
Depressing regression, this scene is a bore
Non-conformity turned inside out
The vest is a uniform
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Woke up at noon on a Monday, yet again
Just sat there hunched for hours on end
Bills and tasks piling up again
Deadlines and walls closing in
Masturbate to procrastinate
Writhe in the shower for at least a half hour afterwards
Ignore the notes on the fridge
Contemplate an another binge
My apartment has become a prison
I keep staring out the window
I keep staring out the window
I keep staring out the window
I keep staring out the window
I keep standing by the window
I keep standing by the window
I keep standing by the window
I keep standing by the window
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