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High School
03:01
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I played some videogames
Then I went to bed
I wrestled with my shame
Then I rest my head
I went to school the next day
So I could twiddle my thumbs
5th period rolled around
Then I ate my lunch
see the pretty girls walk by
w/ the chemicals on their face
I wish that they'd all sigh
when they hear my name
I don't know anything about girls
I don't know anything about men
I don't know anything about myself
I wish that I was young again
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Reveal Me
02:29
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reveal me in my room
reveal me with my broom
conceal me in your bed
conceal me in your head
reveal me, reveal my dust and dirt
reveal me, reveal me in my skirt
conceal me, conceal all of my flaws
conceal me, conceal me w/ your paws
& let me see all of you
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Sad Little Man
04:09
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I'm a sad little man
erection in hand
on the internet
I saw your breast
I saw your back
I saw your front
I couldn't see no more
My blood retreated
I lost track of you
I was somebody else
I wasn't myself
then before that
I was still someone else
and so on .. .
I lost track of you
I went back to my screen
back to my dream
runnin' back to you
back to your back
back to your breast
back to your front
back to me back then
I lost track of you
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No Words Exchanged
03:50
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You look in my eyes and there are no lies
no symbols to break, no wrong roads to take
No bad and no good, no could & no would
No names and no blames, just senses remain
No words exchanged
I feel all your shape and I kiss on your nape
And now you're all red and now I'm all red
And now we're all blue & I think I love you
but I would never say it
No I would never tell you
No Words Exchanged
I wish the objects of my love
were just like cats
you could walk up to one
you could pet it on the head
and they would take you or leave you
cuz I don't want to talk
no I don't want to talk
No Words Exchanged
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The Rounds
03:01
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I stood around with an old dog
On an old bench with a pelican
We went around to an old town
with an old friend who's a Mexican
I made it out with nothing on me
I swam down in the cold sound
w/ a bold clownfish hooligan
We flew around to a new town
where I felt my eyes on a bulletin
I stumbled out with something on me
I made the rounds w/ some old friends
w/ and old dog and a Mexican
we hung around by the cold sound
with a bold fish and a pelican
we all ate from a red apple tree
we all sighed on a red apple tree
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