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I am a lazy motherfucker and I stand for nothing at all
No aim, no ambition, just wandering around
Stop making sense, I think I've done it, I never cared much for sense anyways
It's just made-up words and made-up names, and made-up silly little games
Crucify me on safety pins to fit into the skin I think I belong in
Prick the finger, it doesn’t bleed, pull back the flesh to see what’s underneath
No blood, no blood
No blood, no blood
No blood, no blood
Somebody get me an IV
Nothing to feel, nothing to bleed
Somebody get me an IV
Nothing to feel, nothing to bleed
Nothing to feel, nothing to bleed
Pop art, pop star, pop philosophy
Pop art, pop star, pop psychology
Pop art, pop star, pop cherry, pop artery
And one time, this guy, he blah blah blah'd about
Nothing at all, nothing at all
He said, I like Joy Division
Oh, of course you do, I guess I like them too
My dad saw Joy Division live
Yeah that was a lie, that was a lie
But how many lies does it take
Before my real words become fake
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2. |
Killing Time
03:02
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Feet under my desk
Just another day
I'm doing fine
I'm doing just fine
And everyone I know working from their beds
They're doing fine
They're doing just fine
But do you remember that time
No
Endless feelings
Endless things
You say every day
So boring
Since when were you so boring
Endless feelings
Endless things
You say every day
Don’t you have anything else to say
And do you remember that time
We walked around outside
In rain and moonlight
And smoked a soggy cigarette
By the lake
So fine
Endless feelings
Endless things
You say every day
So boring
Since when were you so boring
Endless feelings
Endless things
You say every day
Don't you have anything else to say
Everything's just fine
I guess it’s alright
Nothing is too bad
Everything's just fine
I guess it’s alright
Nothing is too bad
But do you remember that time
Just sitting outside
And now we make just enough money killing time
And now we make just enough money killing time
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3. |
Brazilian Tennis
03:16
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This game’s supposed to be silent
How do you all stay so quiet
Chaos when the tennis star cries
Hit the ball outside court lines
One love, two love, we're losing this time
Chaos outside court lines
They’re all panicking, I’m doing just fine
How do you all stay so quiet
Even silent rage is a riot
Even silent rage is a riot
Chaos when the tennis star cries
Hit the ball outside court lines
One love, two love, we're losing this time
Chaos outside court lines
They’re all panicking, I’m doing just fine
And you’re all lying
About comfortable silence
Chaos and the tennis star cries
Hit the ball outside court lines
One love, two love, we’re losing this time
Chaos outside court lines
They’re all panicking, I’m doing just fine
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4. |
Neon Sky
03:31
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This is my rabbit hole
I’m happy to go down
Meet all my old friends
Like strangers now
I lost everything but my mind
I know the feeling and that’s not what it is this time
Neon Sky
Neon Sky
Since when was it so cold
It’s like winter in July
And I can’t get a hold of anyone to tell me why
How did I end up here, I have no clue
But it’s too hard to think, so I’ll just enjoy the view
Neon Sky
Neon Sky
How did I end up here, I have no clue
But it’s too hard to think, so I’ll just enjoy the view
Shockwaves through my brain
Everything coated in cellophane
Shockwaves through my brain
Everything coated in cellophane
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5. |
Waterslides
05:02
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I wasn’t expecting to see you today
But I bumped into you
I bumped into you
I didn’t think it would happen this way
But I bumped into you
I bumped into you
I said, why are you even here
You don’t like this band
You said, I’m here with a friend
And I knew what that meant
I knew what that meant
Oooo
What that meant
Oooo
What that meant
Mmm mmm mm-hmm mmm mmm
Secrets and lies
You’re better off just staying in disguise
Secrets and lies
You should’ve stayed put somewhere you could hide
And your friend
She was trying to hang out
When I bumped into you
But I could see you wanted nothing to do with me
Nothing to do with me
Mmm mmm mm-hmm mmm mmm
Secrets and lies
You’re better off just staying in disguise
Secrets and lies
You should’ve stayed put somewhere you could hide
Five minutes too long
I think this conversation’s dragging on
Five minutes too long
I think this conversation’s dragging on
Five minutes too long
I think this conversation’s dragging on
On and on
Long time no see
It’s nice to hear you’re thinking of me
Long time no see
It’s nice to hear you’re thinking of me
Long time no see
It’s nice to hear you’re thinking of me
Thinking of me
We don’t have to meet up for coffee some time next week
You don’t have to pretend that you want to see me again
We can just say
Oh it was so nice to see you
Long time no see
Long time no see
Long time no see
It’s nice to hear you’re thinking of me
Long time no see
It’s nice to hear you’re thinking of me
Long time no see
It’s nice to hear you’re thinking of me
Of me
Of me
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