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Hello Guacamole
01:08
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hello guacamole will you be my friend
my fiends haven't texted and its feeling like the end
my brains overheated and my bones are weak
inevitable poverty, heres a sneak peek
~~~
from dutch dieting to a rioting crush
my temperament is temporal and feelings are lush
my mood is predictable only with you
there are few things in life that we get to choose
i agree with your choice and while i have a voice
i'll miss you when your gone
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Take me out tonight
Where there's music and there's people
And they're young and alive
Driving in your car
I never never want to go home
Because I haven't got one
Anymore
Take me out tonight
Because I want to see people and I
Want to see life
Driving in your car
Oh, please don't drop me home
Because it's not my home, it's their
Home, and I'm welcome no more
And if a double-decker bus
Crashes into us
To die by your side
Is such a heavenly way to die
And if a ten-ton truck
Kills the both of us
To die by your side
Well, the pleasure - the privilege is mine
Take me out tonight
Take me anywhere, I don't care
I don't care, I don't care
And in the darkened underpass
I thought oh God, my chance has come at last
(But then a strange fear gripped me and I
Just couldn't ask)
Take me out tonight
Oh, take me anywhere, I don't care
I don't care, I don't care
Driving in your car
I never never want to go home
Because I haven't got one,
Oh, I haven't got one
And if a double-decker bus
Crashes into us
To die by your side
Is such a heavenly way to die
And if a ten-ton truck
Kills the both of us
To die by your side
Well, the pleasure - the privilege is mine
there is a light and it never goes out
There is a light and it never goes out
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3. |
Ha
02:48
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soda as a bourgeois can you accept a poor pour soi
boy like me
i don't mean the concept, i mean the person
that gets worse and worse then better
like me
suspended by a question, i'm not the best and i'm not the worst
sometimes i feel cursed
i know i know you better than you know i know you
and i like it too, i do
we're two idiot kids that didn't get rid of ourselves
break
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hours pass in a living room where he tries to groom
thick, course, thoughts falling from her eyes
a worth while disguise that tends to get him
and i eat ice cream every day
and is ted allen still gay?
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4. |
Fugazi
01:39
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i grow tired of these cliche, faberge surroundings
all around me i see farces, fakes, fugazi
and i could use a brake
mob mentalities of hedonistic consumerism
my mind is sick with pretentious cynicism
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5. |
Day #6445
02:33
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6. |
Sick
02:51
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burt's bees is owned by clorox
does it look like i give a fuck?
i dont feel as handsome as my grandma says i am
i'll hold your kittens for ransom thats how fucking broke i am
i've got no attention span
i make lists to calm down thats how sad i am
i'm sorry i get like this
i could try with words but i tend to miss my meaning
careening under sheets, flailing for sleep
when i check my phone i feel like a dick
how were you to have know i am
sick
burt's bees is owned by clorox
does it look like i give a fuck?
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7. |
Lemon Ginger Echinacea
02:28
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her kiss landed in a stranded patch of grass
grasping towards the last square foot
of lucidity in his mind
and never mind he'll never find what she doesn't know
left in tow of what makes them ok
today he found a friend looking back again
on memories thought long since melted
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8. |
Forest Green Dichotomies
03:04
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i am screaming
did you know i can scream
my mind runs between anxieties
and forest green dichotomies
i'm a two headed boy devoid of joy
with a surplus of happiness
je suis d'accord de temps en temps
~~~
as a body every bodies single
as a soul never
as a person who's inherently lonely
why do i crave the homely scene of isolation
my reservations extend throughout the weekend
and i really miss my friends
and i miss putnam
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Legume Detroit, Michigan
Liam McNitt
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Liam.shay@gmail.com
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Twitter: @LiamAMcNitt
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