1. |
X Becomes Why?
03:22
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Your "peer pressure" is just an excuse
for wanting to fuckin' abuse
I'm so sick of your late night tales
Making sure I fit into lifestyle jails
Your invitations to self-destruction
Are perfect for heads with no function
Finding validation at the bottom of a bottle
I hope you drown yourself in pity and sorrow
Keep your dead end lying fallacies
I prefer living in flexed sagacity
(You have to fit in, no I don't fuck you)
Your bold X's are just as bad
It's all one dying, useless fad
You let those x'd clenched fists
be replaced onto your beat-less wrists
It wasn't a trend, it was an ideal
Not for your new aesthetic feel
You ignored the history and left it out
Did you even know what this really was about?
Keep your dead end lying fallacies
I prefer living in flexed sagacity
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2. |
Can't Stop This Youth
02:05
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You can't stop this youth
This generations collective group
We are kids, full of heart
It's what sets us all apart
You'll always try tearing us down
But we always come back around
Leave us out in the cold
Just because we don't fit a mold
Push your walls against our backs
Now we are on the attack
You'll always try tearing us down
But we always come back around
You can't stop this youth
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3. |
East to West
02:03
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Obsessive thoughts come in like rain drops
This record never seems to stop
Consistently, consistent
Longing, yet distant
I am chasing the sun everyday
Wondering did I do the best I could today?
Did I make a difference? Did I help for a change?
Things that make me question if I should even stay
I'll catch the sun someday
for now I'll look for another way
Obsessive thoughts come in like rain drops
This record never seems to stop
Consistently, consistent
Longing, yet distant
I am chasing the sun everyday
Wondering did I do the best I could today?
From east to west, I'm chasing a bright sunset
Coming home to blank eyes doesn't help
When they used to shine
I'm chasing the sun everyday
Trying to find happiness in some way
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4. |
4 AM
01:15
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Midnights are for the romantics
The ones writing epistles
I want the 4am letters
The ones addressed by me
"Dear Misery,
Fuck you for missing me
Happiness, it came and went
so anger took its place instead."
Fuck scribbled love letters
Fuck fake "feeling better"s
Fuck ghost filled memories
Fuck these let down dependencies
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