1. |
Hang 10
03:29
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Jumped off the life boat
Of sanity
I held my breath and swam away
One day I realized reality
I started riding it like a wave
But you can’t control the ocean
You can only ride the wave
Hang ten (hang ten)
Look at the mainstream
The current’s quick
My dirty river’s running thick
And on the inside
My juicy brain
Drifted to interests far away
You can’t control the ocean
You can only ride the wave
Hang ten (hang ten)
I will never be a king man
I will never be a slave
Hang ten (hang ten)
I saw the sweet spot
Left right on cue
It was the best thing I could do
You want a piece, aye
Go get your own
I’d share but that’s impossible
You can’t control the ocean
You can only ride the wave
Hang ten (hang ten)
I’ll never be a king man
I will never be a slave
Hang ten (hang ten)
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2. |
Canvas
04:06
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My head is coming to get me
It’ll try but it won’t intercept me
Been making plans…. Lately
Been making plans
My palm is shaking and my feet are firmly planted on the ground
Been born and raised and just might even be buried in this town
My life is a canvas for the painting
My life is a canvas
My life is a canvas for the painting
My life is a canvas
My friends are down and it’s so hard to say no
It’s not a thing but a ding on my halo
Maybe I’ll go…. Someday
Maybe I’ll go
I leave a stain on the city while I try to find my sound
Been born and raised and just might even buried in this town
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3. |
Dirty Jane
03:05
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It’s a Friday night
And the air is thick
I shut the door
And I Lock it quick
Behind my dirty brown eyes
A storm, it brews
Behind my dirty brown eyes,
The blues
Shake it off
Like it’s all all right
She’s taking off
For another night
Behind my dirty brown hair
My eyes grow wet
Behind my dirty brown hair
Regret
(Answer me. Answer me. Answer me.)
I’m building up pressure
I’m under the weather
My timers are ticking
You don’t ever listen
Saturday
And I’m drunk as hell
Alone again
Better off as well
The dirty cloths you left
Have a familiar smell
A dirty mind is mine
I’m by myself
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4. |
Doing the Right Thing
00:44
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She asked me if I could come over
She wants me to bend her over
I said oh no
You’re seventeen
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5. |
Second Shadow
02:24
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Heart attack
From the back
Turn the blade counter clockwise baby
When you stab
Unsure
What that was for
You can’t be trusted baby
Behind closed doors
I threw a rock at your window
I heard a man in the echo
I saw a second shadow (it bothered me)
Heart attack
From the back
Turn the blade counter clockwise baby
When you stab
Unsure
What that was for
You can’t be trusted baby
Behind closed doors
I threw a rock at your window
I heard a man in the echo
I saw a second shadow
I threw a rock at your window
I heard a man in the echo
You’re my Achilles ankle (you’re killing me)
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6. |
Massachusetts
02:40
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Clouds
A little bit closer now
As I’m flying over Massachusetts
Gum
Trying to pop my eardrums
As I’m dying over Massachusetts
I really thought I was in for a thrill
But the pressure’s rising still
And it’s too much
Now both my damn eyes are filled with blood
As my sinuses explode
And it’s too much
Too much
Fists
I can’t even handle this
As I’m crying over Massachusetts
Sweat
Making my t-shirt wet
As I squeeze my head over Massachusetts
My first time none the wiser
My adjacent brother
Tries to ease my pain
His eyes are wide and open
He’s trying hard to cope with me
But he doesn’t feel the same
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7. |
Nail Polish
03:50
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I do not want to feel the same
It’s like everything slips away
My daddy shot me with his gun
Cause I’m his little faggot son
Some man there
I’ve got a nail polish scent
My daddy thinks I should repent
Just ways I entertain myself
He gets a bible off a shelf
If you’re gonna say nothing
If you’re gonna just say nothing
Don’t even say a thing
Some man there
Somewhere
I keep a flower in a jar
A rose to cover up a scar
So many women come to play
So funny dad still thinks I’m gay
We enter and exit the room rooms
In silence
We enter and exit the rooms
In silence
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