1. |
Eenie Meanie
02:10
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Can’t get you out of my head
To castrate you or take you to bed?
Red rain visions all the day long
I hope your number is wrong
You have just thee best stories
But really you’re so boring
You dream of cumming on my face
While I plan your final resting place
I kinda wanna
Cut your fingers
I kinda wanna
Kiss you harder
I kinda wanna
Bleed you out
I kinda wanna
Make you shout
I kinda wanna
can’t decide which head to blow
Writing on the walls with blood
I think I finally found my love
I can’t leave you here like this
Good thing I brought the suitcase
And we’re running
We’re running
And we’re running ...
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2. |
The Old Man In Me
03:39
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Picture yourself in a faux leather jacket
Couldn’t decide on 3 or 6 pockets
But you know the fucking zippers rule
Hair in a pony, my aren’t we showy?
When it’s pulled back it looks rather flowy
No one will know our dome is chromed tonight
I’m swiping left
and swiping right
Oh me oh my
They’re outta sight
But let’s get real
Who would want this?
I’m middle aged
And Vicodin’d
These golden years
Could use a shine
I need a hug
Even a touch is fine
But I have love
Yet Left to give
I’ll settle for
Companionship
I want a nice guy but that sounds ambitious
What if he can’t get it up and starts hitting?
They say older men have a certain Joie de vivre
Well here’s a dude who said all the right things
On script and screen things are looking like my scene
Be there at 7 I’m the one wearing a rose
10,000 rings, all kinds of things
Necklaces too, what to do?
Oh here he comes
Holding a dress
Am I his doll?
What happens next?
Dinner was cool
His jacket rules
Oh but that hair
It’s gotta go
And so should I
But life’s made up
(Of) experiences
And so it goes
I thought I would know just what I want
now that I’m here I’m feeling stuck
What will it take for me to speak my mind?
The old man in me says let it go
401k’s are what you know
You couldn’t handle her if you tried
The woman in me says go be free
Is a fling an identity?
Do you think at least he may have some moves???
He seems nice and safe and stuff
She’s gonna be way more than enough
How did the species ever get this far?
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3. |
In A Most Ironic Way
02:27
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I can see
You and me boy
How’s it be?
We’re so lucky
Round and round and round and round
Down down
Round and round and down and down
I can say
(And) speaking freely
In a most ironic way
Life is easy
Wouldn’t it be nice
If any of that was true?
We both know
My love will crush you
What’d Ian Curtis say?
Maybe he’s not a good example...
Was it love that tore us apart
Or is it just that you’re an asshole?
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4. |
The Sirens Of Titan
02:37
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What’s this day hold?
Boy I feel old
I’ve seen these movies
So Come and kiss me
Now what’s your story?
God, don’t make it boring
There’s nothing more to do
Than waste the day with you
What’s in store today?
Same as yesterday
I like what you say
I day dream the day away
Can we go to your room?
And await the stars and moon?
Take me away
Please punch my fucking ticket
And show me how you like it
I wanna see the sirens of titan
I wanna be gone but not forgotten
We need a different story
This one is super boring
Just something fucking different
To somewhere near or distant
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5. |
Zoloft Memoirs
03:21
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I can’t say the last time I dreamed
Can’t remember is what I mean
They say that you always dream of something I started Zoloft June 17th
And now it’s every night I dream
Of the worst shit, just fucking nightmares
Except that night I had a wet dream
Hadn’t done that since 17
These meds took my sex drive. And my clothes don’t fit
I think I better change this ‘script
It’s doing nothing but causing fric-shunnn
A 3 week wait for a virtual visit?
Fuck you and fuck 17
You fuckin know what I fuckin mean
What’s the best parts of the worst choice?
Cause now I know what life really means
Gotta keep your feed current and clean
Just enough honesty to get that one like
I know if we live long enough
We all turn back into stardust
But we won’t be Bowie, or even Nicks
We can try again for sex tonight
I’ll try to keep it up and hit it right, but,
I’ll gladly go out with you fucking my face to death
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6. |
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Just as how it’s been foretold
Dream of the impossible
Let your body take control
Making the impossible just a bit more possible
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