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Get Out

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1.
Two grams, my percocet, My Mxe and cigarettes It’s funny, I smoke 5 a day i took a bar of xanax today made me feel better, so numb and gray It’s not a habit, not unless I say I don’t get carded for spice I don’t get carded for rum When I’m older, I’ll sell coke, and not card my son I started with pills Now I am scum When I’m older, I’ll sell coke, and not card my son
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blue dress 02:00
Saw you walking by my house Saw you talking to yourself about the weather Saw you walking by my house, in your blue dress You complained how it rained on your cigarette Saw your smile between the bed sheets Sunlight flooded through, and lit up your eyes They were green and they were blue They were brown and black too The most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen Like a vast, colored dream Saw you walking by my house Saw you talking to yourself about the weather Saw you walking by my house, in your blue dress I’m always such a mess Saw you crying to yourself Your emotions just won’t agree with the weather When it rains you are happy, when the sun shines you are sad Got nothing left to say but “that’s too fucking bad”
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Nights alone, I hate myself Becoming someone I cannot stand to see Nights alone, I kick myself Wonder why you would bother to stay with me I’ve been holding breath sometimes It scares me, but I feel alright lately I can walk for miles nightly Took me for a good man mistakenly I can walk for miles nightly Took me for a good man mistakenly Pale skin, blank face, fingers clenched Takes years for you to adapt and trust in me Streaming tears, I can’t see straight Can’t understand why would you do this to me Told me I’d be better off I can’t help but be hurt and disagree I keep falling out of bounds Your mom says I’m not the man I should be Last night I touched your cheek, Tried to make you feel safe insecurely
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insects 02:40
No longer afraid of insects that crawl in my bed But how much longer must I suffer migraines in my head? Why I can never get to sleep on time I will never know I can’t ever make good memories, because I will never show The thoughts kept deep inside That I don’t want to fuckin show Eight shots of vodka by my TV set, a glass of wine before Eight minutes bracketing my self-contempt on the bathroom floor Why I can never get my shit together, I will never know Eight hours later I’ll be bragging about it while I’m at a show But you know how it is with kids They barely even say hello I remember the times I’ve gotten high alone in my room Staring intently at the computer clock, my mom will get home soon Why I cannot sober up quick enough I will never know I had three hours to write nonsense, where did that time go? But I can stay real calm And my mom will never know

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rough little album/ep/whatever recorded on garageband, in various music practice rooms at Millersville University.

cover photo by Zachary Hordeski, the "Banana Psychology" lecture

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released September 14, 2013

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