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you know the clock is ticking
what will i do when it runs out
slow to ponder,
but it isn't your concern
i'll figure it out myself
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i would put the lyrics here but they're cringe so i wont
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noises
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teen drama
01:53
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there's something under my bed
it's crawling out of my head
but we don't have to worry 'bout
what's happening next
i'm gonna get a job
then i'll buy us a car
and we'll get out of this town
and leave all this drama behind us
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the soft green grass on our legs
the frozen can on your bed
staring into the moon,
i don't know what to feel
if anything
it's nobody's fault,
it's how it is
i don't know how to
respond to this
don't know what i'm feeling
(feel it again and again)
but i know i'll never feel this way again
don't know what i'm feeling, feel it again and again
i don't know what love is, so it can't be, then
don't know what i'm feeling, feel it again and again
i try to be happy then i remember again
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i have enough strife controlling my own life,
what makes you think i'd do that twice?
and i already struggle to keep myself scar-free
i don't think i can do that twice
when we dance, there's something not quite right
i just can't seem to place it
and when we dance, there's something not quite right
i just can't seem to place it
and you don't know what's going on in my head
and i'm not going to tell you
and they don't know what's going on in my head
and i'm not going to tell them
ohhh
if you really want
me to feel better
you should try to stop
being so happy
'coz i don't know what i did to deserve this
if only you knew how far i fell
and you don't know what's going on in my head
and i'm not going to tell you
and they don't know what's going on in my head
and i'm not going to tell them
ohhh
(raise your left arm above your head.
you can't, tell me why.
(no)
your father was dangerous)
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everyone was standing around
when the meteor came to strike
it hit the earth
and everyone got away
but i got closer
it burned the skin
and emitted a pale blue light
and the stars all fell
and the birds stopped singing
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i made friends
with a ghost
and you can't see him
his name's steve jobs
and i got him from the moon
and he's not going back
no matter how hard he tries,
he's staying with me.
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kill yourself
02:34
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walking down the main street
with a cigarette in hand
all the kids were staring
but she didn't care
she had a killswitch on her wrist
and bleached dyed hair
her parents didn't matter
and she'd doubt they'd even care
if these are the best years of her life,
she doesn't want to grow up
ibuprofen on the floor,
she couldn't help herself throwing up
she layed there all alone,
shaking but couldn't cry
the friends she tried to ask for help
did nothing as she died
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if i could tell you how to feel,
would you take my advice?
i'm an idol to no one
but a shell of inspirations
everyone i meet
is just another one to hate
if i'll never be like them,
what is there to debate?
i can starve myself to look more similar
but the problem still remains
it's what's inside that counts
and what has sealed my fate
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i just want to be her
01:48
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i just want to be her
take the train at night,
sneak out with friends,
smoke in public
and not have to hide
and you can try to talk to me nice
but i won't have a response
and you can try to tell me what to do
but i'm defective
with no signs of wear
just tell me what to do
with myself
just tell me what to do
with myself
'coz i hate myself
and i hate my body
so i'll chop it up
and leave it to rot
and it'll all be your fault.
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this place sucks, man
01:59
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i actually don't remember the lyrics skull emoji
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im so sorry
about anything that i said
but just know that i meant it wholeheartedly
and i apologize
for anything that i did
just know that i dont remember doing it
your hands are pretty cool
do you mind if i hold them?
my eyes are really dark
would you care to brighten them?
I know you dont like me
and i don't either
but can we just pretend
that everything's clear?
i got so fucked last night
i dont remember what happened
ill tell everyone a story that probably didnt happen
i heard everyone had fun
and enjoyed themselves
i remember feeling good for a second
and not much else
your hands are pretty cool
do you mind if i hold them?
my eyes are really dark
would you care to brighten them?
I know you dont like me
and i don't either
but can we just pretend
just for the evening?
(life is pretty boring without a crush.
whether it's a workplace infatuation,
or that cute desk mate at school,
crushes simultaneously color your experience with a hopeful glaze of innocent infatuation, and orient you to a specific goal - to be with them.
sometimes these crushes extend beyond all rationality,
we develop them within the panicked scurrying of airport terminals,
through the consumption of art made by someone of a ridiculously higher status, and even within the ethereal eroticism of our very dreams.
no matter the actual potential of anything developing, it is within the painful absence of reciprocation, the dramatics of unrequited love-)
(my tip today is to forgive yourself,
something I think we can struggle to do sometimes,
if past or recent mistakes have been weighing on your mind,
what I want you to do, is just let them go.
I want you to tell yourself something really good about you.
and remind yourself that life can be hard, and we can't get it right all the time.
so be kind to yourself, forgive yourself, and let it go.)
(weather it's-)
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i get hung up
on tiny things
my family hates me
and i hate them
my sister goes to
a private school
my friends only like me
coz my dad's cool
i shouldn't be here
i shouldn't have stayed
i'm falling into
a twin sized grave
no one's ever sorry,
not as much as me
and so i get up
for another day
but i'll be fine
but i'll be fine
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dysmorph
02:45
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how many times
do i have to tell you
that i don't want to be here anymore?
you won't get me help
so i'll sit inside my room
and shower once a week and never speak
to anyone
i'll cut myself and cry
and you'll close your ears
and look at my scars and tell me it gets easier
and you know from what
experience?
the shit you made up months ago
about your friend in the hospital?
this blood is on your hands
this blood is on your hands
this blood is on your hands
this blood is on your ha
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t's song
03:47
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(sean, i really hope that you never have to watch this.
but i felt like, in the event that something does happen,
you should have an explanation of what i know.
at least about what's going on.
and i know, i know you don't want any part in it.
and that's fine, i understand, but uh-)
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