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Star Market Flower Room
06:00
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When you open this door
You leave the super market for a better planet
I thought bathrooms were the best place to hide
But I breathed in deep as I stepped inside
It was cold and I forgot that
If you wait it'll grow back
If you wait it'll go bad
The smell of potting soil is heaven on earth, love
I touch the petals of their little severed heads between my fingers
Their smell is lost in the surgical mirrors
Closest thing to magic I know
Makes you suffer, oh, why can't he grow.
Much like washing dishes, I lose my soggy remembrances
In a clean task
I've lost a lot of flesh, probably for the best
I want to take up the least amount of space possible
I am a point, a point.
I don't want to open my mouth and expose my ignorance to you
I don't deserve this clean room
If you wait it'll grow back
If you wait it'll go bad
I don't want to open my mouth and expose my ignorance to you
Makes you suffer, oh, why can't he grow.
Stop holding hands in front of me
With your eyes all sad puppy
I see your so happy
I could be there, too
I'd rather go to the flower room
Such a coward, boy, why can't you grow.
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It's funny what we'll do when we've loved and lost
We'll go right down to the canyon
To the first little shop
Shell out all our coins for replacement parts
Better vision, cleaner lungs, a patch for a broken heart
You said you liked my squeal
But I want a voice with mass appeal
So I went to an underground surgeon
Who fit me with these metal gears
I know you like it hot
But now I'm as cold as steel
I'll give it everything I've got
But baby, I'm not real.
If I'd known you'd come back
I swear I would've waited
Now I wish I weren't fake
I'm gonna be stuck here
I'll watch everybody rot
I'll watch them rot
And when I'm finally all alone
Bones
You said you liked my squeal
But I want a voice with mass appeal
So I went to an underground surgeon
Who fit me with these metal gears
I know you like it hot
But now I'm as cold as steel
I'll give it everything I've got
But baby, I'm not real.
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Futon Crouton
02:40
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I'm fine running life experiments by myself
Fucking around takes time
And these experiments won't run themselves
I'm sorry I can't get involved
I'm involved in experiments about myself
Can't stop thinking about those times
On starry loud streets
We were talking about ourselves
I know I'm right for you
I'll submit my findings soon
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Goon
02:59
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I'm good at the angry songs
And I'm okay with the sappy come ons
But apologies I can't do
I'm good at feeling hurt
And I'm okay at dating jerks
It's your soft sweetness I can't handle
Now that you're gone I can love you
Once you'd left I could finally treat you right
You deserve all the pretty love songs in the world
You deserve all the sweetest songs I can write
I don't think that there's a thing I could say
That would make what I did okay
If someone else had done what I did to you
I'd kick their ass and tell you that you're too good
I didn't destroy everything on my own
But I came pretty close
Now that you're gone I can love you
Now that it'll never be the same I can finally treat you right
You deserve all the pretty love songs in the world
You deserve all the sweetest songs I can write
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5. |
You're Okay
03:34
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This New Year, I thought I'd kiss you
But hey, you're okay, and I can finally miss you
I know I've been dumb ignoring your phone calls
But we're all friends here
Vidchat New York while snow falls
Hey, we're okay
I'm tired of the new year
It's been done, I've been had
It's been so long since I deserved a party
Hey, we're okay
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6. |
Beach at Night
03:38
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Spreading my arms at the edge of the world
I'm in high school, high school
And everything will decay
Just like floating on magma, hurtling through space
Standing on the beach at night
Knowing, knowing just how small we are
We can't function if we don't forget a second later
A second too late
That we are the sea is calm tonight
That we are digging our toes in to sand
That we are insubstantial grains
Forming something we can't see
Melt into me
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