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Number One
04:32
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2. |
Happiness
03:07
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Brush every tooth
Comb every hair
Spit out the taste
Head down the stairs
Foot in the shoe
Cheek in the chair
Fluorescent light
Recycled air
Aw man, your happiness is really emptiness
Are you struggling with the point again?
Are you only hanging on?
Aw man my happiness is really emptiness
And I’m clamoring for the answering
I am only hanging on
Based on your taste
Based on your friends
Based on your holes
We recommend
An ice cream cone
For your despair
Star Wars 19
New underwear
Aw man, your happiness is really emptiness
Are you struggling with the point again?
Are you only hanging on?
Aw man my happiness is really emptiness
And I’m clamoring for the answering
I am only hanging on
Aw man I’m feeling used
Aw man I’m turning in my dream, cause it only turns me blue
At night I’m grinding my teeth on down.
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3. |
Sheep
03:51
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I’m in 40,000 pieces
When I get home
I’ve been looking for a jesus
Inside my phone
Now I’m standing in the kitchen
Watching the water boil
I’m a clump of molecules
Watching a clump of molecules
Count on me cause I’m a sheep
Fall asleep, don’t think about it
Count on me cause I’m a sheep
Fall asleep
I’m the path of least resistance
When I get home
I’ve been bent into position
Like styrofoam
Quiet lives of desperation
Are all I see
Sick day, work day, or vacation
All sick to me
Count on me cause I’m a sheep
Fall asleep, don’t think about it
Count on me cause I’m a sheep
Fall asleep
If I had my way I’d tear this whole thing down
Grow my hair and raise this pain to the ground
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4. |
Karen
03:54
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Jenn I ain’t gonna condemn you
No I can see it on the other shoe
Daughter of one, mother of two
A whole world’s got it out for you
Jenn I ain’t gonna control you
I think you did enough of that for two
Kissing the ring, thumbing the rest
Making sure you’re on the right side of the desk
It’s just a pity
It’s such a shame
There’s a version of you that no one sees
Before you put on your name
Jenn I’ve seen this one too many times
Bad editing, wrong plot, old lines
Young gun laughing at the old ways
Ladder climber from the Reagan days
Jenn I refuse to paint you
See I’m trying to leave you an avenue
Just because the dress fits
Doesn’t mean you gotta wear it
It’s just a pity
We find ourselves here
There’s a version of me outside this cube
Would probably buy you a beer
It’s just a pity
It’s such a shame
There’s a version of you that no one sees
Jenn we’re all fighting a war, aw Jenn
Daughter of one, mother of two
A whole world’s got it out for you
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5. |
Feel
01:26
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I know the only thing anybody knows
I know what happens to anything that grows
But I’m late to the stage
I was wishing in a stairwell
On a wheel, in a cage
I told my younger self to fair well
There’s no space in the sky
And waves of pain
The purple pinky pie
Piggies pass the blame
There’s no space in the sky
And waves of pain
The purple pinky pie
Piggies pass the blame
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6. |
Gimme Room
03:02
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In my dreams I’m purifying you
Scraping your vanity right off the bottom of my shoe
AW GIMME ROOM
You bend a word a rule a country and a throne
AW GIMME ROOM
You made a monkey scratch a chin and pick a bone
AW GIMME ROOM
See now there’s no way that I’m leaving this alone
You’re on one
In my dreams i’m illuminating you
Every delusion, every wrinkle too
AW GIMME ROOM
You find a fear and pick a place to pin the wreck
AW GIMME ROOM
A color collar or a color of a neck
AW GIMME ROOM
Don’t got my pity and you don’t have my respect
You’re on one
You’re on one
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7. |
Artery
04:31
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I want to feed
my soul but
I’m working on my stomach
First
First
It’s hard to dream
Coughing on the dust that’s
Blocking out the
Sun
Sun
My poor age is torn in two
It’s what I’m born into
but only now I see
My choices are but one or two
Man it’s hard to move
In this artery
My friends have tasted
Real truth
It’s on the tip of their
Pen
Pen
My friends are wasted
On the rent
It’s more than money that’s been
Spent
Spent
My poor age is torn in two
It’s what I’m born into
but only now I see
My choices are but one or two
Man it’s hard to move
In this artery
Hope you got my note
Hope there aren’t too many holes in your boat
Hope you got my text
Hope you’re outta that cage and into the next
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8. |
Plasma
01:02
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Maybe I should give my plasma away
Tell ’em to hook me up and suck me dry
Maybe I should sell my worries away
Make a killing off what’s killing me
’Cause it’s killing me
Aw it’s killing me
Aw It’s killing me
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9. |
Disposable
02:46
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10. |
Mary Kay
01:17
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Hey Hey Mary K
You make it so hard to be naked
You pick me off my feet, put me on the couch
Moan and fake it
Hey Hey Mary K
I couldn’t help but have it for you
Your blood is caffeine, you spin a sweet dream
You sink me in your teeth
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11. |
Good Medicine
03:42
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Check your soul for smudges
Check your teeth for spinach
I’ve been trying for hours to leave this bed I’m in
Nothing ever seems to be good medicine
So let’s go bowl or karaoke
I just want it easy
Someone write the words out for me
Don’t wanna lose my hand in some machinery
Why’s there always something threatening me and my baby
Just leave my soul and her’s alone
Watch out
I just wanna be a birdie
Going coo coo coo all through the morning
Singing my song is taking pseudoephedrine
Nothing ever seems to be good medicine
So let’s go bowl or karaoke
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12. |
Old Enough
04:15
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I am old enough to know
to take care
To turn down the volume
Cause I only get a pair
I pay my rent
And take vitamins
I am young enough to know
that I can explode
And it will mend
So I tend to turn it to ten
I’m true to myself
Whoever that is
I’m trying hard to keep from crying
I just can’t seem to laugh this off
Life is heavy like a kite
It can feel good just like a knife
It all seems silly in the void
Or cancer or an asteroid
I’m sick, or thick
I always think
This is the last one
Last heartache
Last mistake
After this one I’m done
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13. |
Noise
04:44
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I just wanna be in my body
My head’s an elaborate scaffolding
In a cathedral or a cave
Rinse myself into a wave
Take a seat way in the back
I’m in my head
I’m in my head
I just wanna be in my body
I just wanna be the noise
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The Wimps Richmond, Virginia
The Wimps wear suspenders and play rock and roll. The four-piece play their peculiar and soulful indie rock in and around Richmond, Virginia.
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