1. |
bcuz i can
02:57
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When the pollen starts to flow
All the children hurry home
Disappear into the role
I've been feeling incomplete
The ensemble's on the street
And they never miss a beat
Now I'm on the fringe
That familiar thread
Maybe I'm alone again
Now I hear that bell
Ringing in my head
Maybe I'm alone again
Just because I can!
Just because I can!
When the bridge is drawn to close
I'm the last inside the moat
Got all week to decompose
Moldy peaches in the trash
With the looks that I looked past
It'll crumble into ash
But it's not so bad
To have to reinvent
Maybe I'm alone again
Every master plan
Gonna tear to shreds
Maybe I'm alone
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2. |
Indie Girls
04:04
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All you indie girls
Ain't got nothing on baby boy Joe
All you pretty girls
Ain't got nothin on me
Try and try and try
As you might
Wanna get out of bed
And see what comes next
'Cuz you've been sleeping in right through your
Part time job at the rec (Ord store)
You don't pay no rent (No more)
Nothing bothers you
You've got not reason to
Worry about nothing other than keeping up appearances
It must be so hard to be you
All you indie girls
Ain't got nothing on baby boy Joe
All you pretty girls
Ain't got nothing on me
Try and try and try
As you might
All you indie boys
You think you're so sharp
Oh, you're fan of them
Won't you name five songs then
Little vampire e-girl
New wave beach goth
You can have anything you want
You don't have to try so hard
Clean out Goodwill for the Depop markup
Brand new Docs and the thigh-high wool socks
With the plaid skirts and the cropped shirts
It must be nice to just
Worry about nothing other than keeping up appearances
It must be so hard to be you
Savor validation
From all your favorite
Online boys
It must be so hard to feed you
All you indie girls
Ain't got nothing on baby boy Joe
All you pretty girls
Ain't got nothing on me
Try and try and try
As you might
All you indie boys
You think you're so sharp
Oh, you're fan of them
Won't you name five songs then
All you indie girls
You're everything that I want
You're everything that I'm not
Clean out Goodwill for the Depop markup
Brand new Docs and the thigh high wool socks
Fueled by Ramen was never underground
It's a subsidiary of Atlantic Records
Okay, I don't know if that's true or not
But
Ask me if I care
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3. |
We're All Going Solo
03:40
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It's just another day in paradise, baby
Oh, I don't wanna ruin it for you
I think this thing's about to blow
I'll line the walls with solid gold
By the time I'm done here
I think I'm gonna go solo (What the fuck, man?)
But still it's so hard for me
To understand just why you'd leave (We didn't leave!)
I feel pretty good about what's coming
For once
I had another dream
I was at MSG
It was a packed house, baby
I don't know what you're thinking of me
What's going on inside your head (You wanna know?)
You don't have what it takes
You don't got the chops
You don't have the right mind
You don't got the stuff
You're a jack of all trades
But a master of none
Yeah, you'll always be good
But never good enough
Thanks a lot
I can tell that you care
I know that wasn't easy for you to say (What?)
What
But I promise on my heart and my soul
My face will be on billboards
And my song will be on Billboard like
"What more could you want?
What more could you need
You've got the beaches at your feet"
I think I'm gonna go solo (Why?)
'Cause you know, actually
It's my name on the LLC
And for my first act
As acting President
I'll trim the fat
Here's your severance packages
And here's my new agent
Call her if you need to reach me
And, oh, by the way
It's 50, 000 for a feature (Pay up, bitch!)
Dude, we can't BOTH be going solo
I just did, I'm solo now
But what about George, Logan, and Jake
Guys, we're going solo too
Well, should we go solo together?
I'm not going solo alone
I think I'm gonna go solo
Because it's so hard for me
To give up all those royalties
I think this things about to blow
And if y'all don't wanna help
I'll just do this all myself
So I guess I'm on my own now
You know I keep my overhead low down to the ground
I'm a sadist paying penance
For the times I was a menace and now
I'll float on up to the clouds
It's just another day in paradise, baby
Oh, I don't wanna ruin it for you
It's just another home
That I'll be running from
I'm sorry for all I've put you through
(That's it)
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4. |
Simple Love
04:04
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What is more important
Is it the story or the views
I do not exist
If they don't see me on the news
I don't have much to say
But we can talk all night regardless
Don't need it on display
I know exactly where my heart is
There were no reporters at the scene
Rest assured your secret's safe with me
We can place it under lock and key
If you want a place to be
I'll save a seat
The world flipped on it's axis
You live and die, I was reborn
Barking like a dog and waiting
Scratching at the door
I don't have much to say
But we can talk all night regardless
Don't need it on display
I know exactly where my heart is
There were no reporters at the scene
Rest assured your secret's safe with me
We can place it under lock and key
If you want a place to be
I'll save a seat
I want a simple love
I want a simple love
I want a simple love
I want it simple
I want a simple love
I want a simple love
I want a simple love
I want it simple
I want a simple love
I want a simple love
I want a simple love
I want it simple
I want a simple love
I want a simple love
I want a simple love
I want it simple
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5. |
no style
04:22
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Oh
Boy, you got no style
Oh girl, you got no style
It's all good
You got no style
And that's good
You got no style
Born into the void
You never had a choice
On weekly trips to town
The wagon got weighed down
With food and water
We got no room for starving artists
Change your tone
And change your clothes
Here's the decisions you have for me
It's either pretentious or mad corny
I could just sit in the shade
Living on minimum wage
Sip lemonade and drip morphine
All sales are final
You're doing fine and
You're living life just like you should
And know that it's all good
You got no style
And that's good
You got no style
Oh my god
We're all imposters
Pics of every place
Copy that and then paste
Oh my god
We're all imposters
Pics of every place
Copy that and then paste
Oh my god
We're all imposters
Pics of every place
Copy that and then paste
Oh my god
We're all imposters
Pics of every place
Copy that and then paste
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6. |
Cynical
02:37
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I know I talk too much
But I don't got a lot to say
I know I think too much
It's always getting in the way
I know that I complain a lot
I guess it's how I cope
But I don't want to be a bore to be around
So maybe I should go
Maybe I should go
Don't make a mountain of that
Anthill that's in the grass
Not everything is so bad
We mustn't dwell on the past
I wanna take it all as it comes
I wanna learn to go with the flow
I wanna roll with all the punches when the wind blows
Never worry 'bout anything
Anything I know I can't control
And just hope that maybe
You'll forgive me
When I say "No"
I don't wanna be cynical anymore
I don't wanna be cynical anymore
I don't wanna be cynical anymore
I don't wanna be cynical anymore
I don't wanna be cynical anymore
I don't wanna be cynical anymore
I don't wanna be cynical anymore
I don't wanna be cynical anymore
I wanna take it all as it comes
I wanna learn to go with the flow
I wanna roll with all the punches when the wind blows
Never worry 'bout anything
Anything I know I can't control
And just hope that maybe
You'll forgive me
When I say "No"
(I don't wanna be cynical anymore
I don't wanna be cynical anymore
I don't wanna be cynical anymore
I don't wanna be cynical anymore
I don't wanna be cynical anymore
I don't wanna be cynical anymore
I don't wanna be cynical anymore
I don't wanna be cynical anymore)
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7. |
Running in Place
03:00
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All these people on a first name basis
New kids on the block
I think the neighbors know
I think they're onto us
I think they're calling the cops
I'm never gonna shave
I'm never gonna cut my hair
All the money I could save
And buy a recliner chair
Kicking back like a deadbeat dad
Leather jacket and my stained sweatpants
These days you can't have no plans
I guess I'll live like that
Oh, I know
I missed your call
So it goes
It's gone
I'm running in place
I wore the grass to the ground
I need a little space
And I need someone to help me out
I need you, baby
Before it all falls down
And I hope it's not a waste
All this time running in place
I could literally die in the register line
Or a gun from a white blood defender
I am going outside just to simulate life
Feel the camera shine
But I'm never gonna stray too far
And break your heart
I'll see you in an hour tops
And all I want's to clear my thoughts
So you know I'll be right back
Oh, I know
I missed your call
So it goes
It's gone
I'm running in place
I wore the grass to the ground
I need a little space
And I need someone to help me out
I need you, baby
Before it all falls down
And I hope it's not a waste
All this time running in place
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8. |
What is My Life?
04:13
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Pressed for an answer
Though you told them not to ask
The words escaped
Came out unfazed
Slaving away by a broken pull chain lamp
You'll get yours like they got theirs
Resting your hands against a sheet of tempered glass
You hate to see them leave
Waiting for the day when you don't have to impress
You'll get yours like they got theirs
You'll get yours like they got theirs
(What is my life)
Do I really wanna know
(What is my life)
If there's nothing out there for me (I won't mind)
Can I come back
What is my life
What is my life
It's not like Stockholm
It's not such a heavy hand to hold
You were the first to make the claim
But things don't feel right, do they
The critical reactions are mixed
But you won't be bitter
'Cuz that won't make it better, 'cuz
You'll get yours like they got theirs
Yeah, you'll get yours like they got theirs
(What is my life)
Do I really wanna know
(What is my life)
If there's nothing out there for me (I won't mind)
Can I come back
(What is my life)
No
What is my life
What is my life
(What is my life)
(What is my life)
(If there's nothing out there for me, can I come back)
Come back
Come back
Come back
Come back
Come back
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