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Used To Be Fun
02:20
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Did you feel it when the wheels hit the runway shaking you awake?
Did you see me? Then why did we both pretend to look the other way?
Yeah, I get it. We were never really all that involved.
Yeah, I guess that I’m the worst at returning your calls.
It doesn't make it better.
Could you remind me that I used to be fun?
Yeah, I get it. We’ve got a lot going on.
Yeah, I guess that I’m the worst at returning your calls.
It doesn't make it better.
Could you remind me that I used to be fun?
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Half-Dead
02:31
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You were translating dialects somewhere overseas.
Passing off accents to affirm an identity.
But here, everyone thinks that I’m half-dead.
I’d be lying if I said that it’s not that far fetched.
If everyone thinks that I’m half dead, then maybe I am.
Or maybe I don’t feel bad for you, just cause you want me to.
Yeah, maybe I don’t feel bad for you just cause you want me to.
Just 'cause it's you.
I’ll calculate the ways that we descend while constantly orbiting.
Dissecting patterns of speech awaiting our apogee.
If everyone thinks that I’m half dead, I start to think that I am.
I sink further into the couch, every other weekend.
Maybe I don’t feel bad for you.
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Won't Tell Anyone
02:34
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We used to drive there with our eyes closed.
Replace the pulse in your neck with the lump in your throat.
Define me, as if I'm not in the same room.
Or my joy ceiling maxed out a long time ago.
Why does every good thing fall from your mouth?
How was I supposed to know that my youth ran out?
I won't tell anyone.
Define me, as if I'm not in the same room.
Or my joy ceiling maxed out a long time ago.
So why does every good thing fall from your mouth?
How was I supposed to know that your love ran out?
I won't tell anyone.
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Jesus
02:45
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I should've known that it didn't mean anything.
You stopped going to parties with me you said you didn't wanna go.
You started talking to Jesus.
He told you things you didn't want to know.
It doesn't matter what your friends say.
They don't live inside your head, so anyway...
I know that it kind of gets you off starring at the ground, pretending that you're lost.
I should've known that it didn't mean anything.
You stopped going to parties with me you said you didn't wanna go.
You started talking to Jesus.
He told you things you didn't want to know.
It didn't mean anything.
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Stoned
01:58
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You said you wrote a new record, but can’t afford to make it.
Take slinging t-shirts for friends’ bands, over pouring coffee for strangers.
You say you don’t have the time to be alone anymore, or work fifteen hours, six days a week.
Your friends don’t get it, (get it) that you let the “scene kids” go.
They’ll never get it, (get it) you’ll let the scene implode.
Implode.
You don’t have the time to go to shows anymore.
Missed Cap’n Jazz for therapy.
You don’t have the time to get stoned anymore.
‘Cause leaving the house means feeling guilty.
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Creeps
02:21
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Would you comfort me if I was stranded in New Orleans?
Don't come close.
I wanna leave.
"Everyone here gives me the creeps."
I took your advice and hid out for a week.
If you press zero, you'll know where to find me.
I always knew you wanted to be someone else, not a punk who unfollowed their dreams.
It starts to feel like your chance was missed when you're lost in a sea of nostalgic bliss.
I think we've finally figured out that we're happier right now.
Accepting all the things that we'll never know.
If you press zero, you'll know where to find me.
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