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Thirty-One
03:03
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I’ve always been a loser
Black shirts, concerts, straight boozing
Late nights smokin’ and cruising
Life sucks but we’re keeping it moving
Broke a window and I did it for amusement
My girl says: “What the fuck are you doin?”
All these drugs and these drinks I’m abusing
I think this life is a little confusing
I’m thirty-one and still fucked up
My friends all want me to grow up
I’m always late when I show up
Conforming it makes me throw up
I’m thirty-one and still fucked up
My friends all want me to grow up
I’m always late when I show up
Conforming it makes me throw up
I’m thirty-one and still fucked up
My friends all want me to grow up
I’m always late when I show up
Conforming it makes me throw up
I’m on the track to winnin’
Every day my head keeps spinnin’
Try to change but I can’t shake it
Bad habits, entertaining
Staying up with my boys on the weekend
Monday mornin’ now I’m stuck in the deep end
My head hurts and I wish it would just end
Time to do it all again next weekend
I’m thirty-one and still fucked up
My friends all want me to grow up
I’m always late when I show up
Conforming it makes me throw up
I’m thirty-one and still fucked up
My friends all want me to grow up
I’m always late when I show up
Conforming it makes me throw up
I’m thirty-one and still fucked up
My friends all want me to grow up
I’m always late when I show up
Conforming it makes me throw up
I need to get out of this place
And I keep falling down on my face
Maybe one day
Maybe one day
Maybe one day
Maybe one day
I’m thirty-one and still fucked up
My friends all want me to grow up
I’m always late when I show up
Conforming it makes me throw up
I’m thirty-one and still fucked up
My friends all want me to grow up
I’m always late when I show up
Conforming it makes me throw up
I’m thirty-one and still fucked up
My friends all want me to grow up
I’m always late when I show up
Conforming it makes me throw up
Ha ha ha ha ha
Fuck it
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2. |
Light//Dark
02:36
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Lately I’m so frustrated
I’m feelin’ isolated
My friends all integrated
But I’m still hesitatin’
Independent so I’m liberated
I wish I didn’t feel obligated
Every day I’m so devastated
Life sucks and I fuckin’ hate it!
Lookin’
Now I’m lookin for another sign
Lookin’
Now I’m lookin’ for another sign
Lookin’
Now I’m lookin’ for another sign
Lookin’
Now I’m lookin’ for another sign
And I wish that I could see the thoughts inside of your head
And I wish that I could see the light inside of darkness
And I wish that you could see the thoughts inside of my head
I hope I make you proud before the day that you’re dead
I’ve always been sick in the head
Time to face existential dread
I’ve always been a fuckin’ mess
Lately my life is filled with stress
No prayers, I’m never feeling blessed
Weight on my shoulders feeling pressed
It’s always failure, no success
But I’m working every day so I progress
Lookin’
Now I’m lookin for another sign
Lookin’
Now I’m lookin’ for another sign
Lookin’
Now I’m lookin’ for another sign
Lookin’
Now I’m lookin’ for another sign
And I wish that I could see the thoughts inside of your head
And I wish that I could see the light inside of darkness
And I wish that you could see the thoughts inside of my head
I hope I make you proud before the day that you’re dead
And I wish that I could see the thoughts inside of your head
And I wish that I could see the light inside of darkness
And I wish that you could see the thoughts inside of my head
I hope I make you proud before the day that you’re dead
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3. |
Poison (feat. Swaga)
02:15
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Wakin’ up late on a Monday
First sign that it’s gonna be a fun day
Empty ripped bag by my ashtray
No sleep, I wonder what my dad would say
I’ve been feelings helpless
Most of these people livin’ selfish
I feel like pain is endless
I need to find a way to end this
I need to find a way to end this
I need to find a way to end this
I need to find a way to end this
I need to find a way to end this
You’re saying that everything’s cool
But everything’s not
You get an attitude
When you’re taking them shots
Life is just a gamble
Now we playin’ the slots
I’m goin’ on forever
No I’m never givin’ up
I just wanna see you proud
You know I love you mom
And I don’t have a leg to stand on
(Stand on)
And I’ve been staying up all night long
I got bags under my eyes
While I’m writing this song
Don’t believe
Don’t believe
Don’t believe
Don’t believe everything that tell you
You can do anything you put your mind to
In my glass half full with some poison
On my skin tattoos with some roses
Thinking back to a time where it all seemed fine
Where it all seemed fine
Lookin up to the sky
And makes me wonder why
Man it makes me wonder why
I just wanna go back
Feels like a lifetime
Feels like a lifetime
I can’t feel my heartbeat
Think I need a lifeline
Think I need a lifeline
You’re saying that everything’s cool
But everything’s not
You get an attitude
When you’re taking them shots
Life is just a gamble
Now we playin’ the slots
I’m goin’ on forever
No I’m never givin’ up
I just wanna see you proud
You know I love you mom
And I don’t have a leg to stand on
(Stand on)
And I’ve been staying up all night long
I got bags under my eyes
While I’m writing this song
And I’ve been staying up all night long
I got bags under my eyes
While I’m writing this song
And I’ve been staying up all night long
I got bags under my eyes
While I’m writing this song
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4. |
Back Then
02:54
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I remember when we graduated
It was something that we celebrated
Then we had to move on and grow up
Life changes, all our plans get blown up
9-5, now you’re dressed and grown up
No time for your friends you got goals now
Years pass then you see that you’re alone now
Big house and a yard, but no crowd
And I wish that I could help you
I hope you know, that I always want the best for you
I’m always wishin’ we could find our way back
But shits changed, that life is just a flashback
Yeah we used to be friends
I remember those days from way back when
When you always used to have my back, back then
When you always used to have my back, back then
Here we are in the end now
I know I’m wrong and I need to see it somehow
We disagreed and I hope that we can work it out
We hurt each other and we’re goin’ through a fall out
Growin’ up, these times feel hopeless
Sometimes I feel I’m homeless
So alone my life feels soulless
I need some form of closeness
Going back and forth inside me
These voices keep on trying to sway me
These people keep on trying to play me
I stay focused on the A no plan B
And I wish that I could help you
I hope you know, that I always want the best for you
I’m always wishin’ we could find our way back
But shits changed, that life is just a flashback
Yeah we used to be friends
I remember those days from way back when
When you always used to have my back, back then
When you always used to have my back, back then
Yeah we used to be friends
I remember those days from way back when
When you always used to have my back, back then
When you always used to have my back, back then
And I wish that I could help you
I hope you know, that I always want the best for you
I’m always wishin’ we could find our way back
But shits changed, that life is just a flashback
Yeah we used to be friends
I remember those days from way back when
When you always used to have my back, back then
When you always used to have my back, back then
Yeah we used to be friends
I remember those days from way back when
When you always used to have my back, back then
When you always used to have my back, back then
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5. |
American Teens
02:51
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I’ve always been a little crazy
Bootstraps tight surely not lazy
ADHD, makin’ me shaky
Felt some pain, but I won’t let it shape me
Then I was on my way down
And you were on your way out
Our eyes met
Then I had to turnabout
My nerves shot
My heart is filled with self doubt
‘Cause we were just 17
Not a care in the world
I was a stupid young boy
You were a young smart girl
Whoa-ho
We were just American teens
We try to make ourselves heard
In this political scene
Whoa-ho
Then I look into your eyes
And I see a clear vision of the rest of our lives
And I know
(I know)
That it’s just you and I
We’re just American teens
Until the day that we die
Sippin’ shots by the freeway smokin’
Takin pictures that are out of focus
I’m making noise just to pray you notice
You’re as pretty as a blooming white lotus
Wish that I could move but I’m still frozen
Want to forget you, but I’ve already chosen
Stop these feelings but they’re already in motion
I need some help, I think I need some love potion
My heart hurts, and my soul has been eroded
Every moment with you is slow motion
Like I’m swimming through the waters of the ocean
At this point I hope I die in an explosion
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
‘Cause we were just 17
Not a care in the world
I was a stupid young boy
You were a young smart girl
Whoa-ho
We were just American teens
We try to make ourselves heard
In this political scene
Whoa-ho
Then I look into your eyes
And I see a clear vision of the rest of our lives
And I know
(I know)
That it’s just you and I
We’re just American teens
Until the day that we die
‘Cause we were just 17
Not a care in the world
I was a stupid young boy
You were a young smart girl
Whoa-ho
We were just American teens
We try to make ourselves heard
In this political scene
Whoa-ho
Then I look into your eyes
And I see a clear vision of the rest of our lives
And I know
That it’s just you and I
We’re just American teens
Until the day that we die
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neversaydie Vermont
Members: Chris, Chris, Vincent, Swaga
Looking sexy, sounding awful.
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