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Keeping my eyes on the ceiling tiles to keep me in a straight line
When I'm out here doing back stroke like the set up to some old joke.
I've been stuck inside for my whole life
I've been stuck inside for my whole life...
Now I'm lost. Like tears in the rain...
I'm Rutger Hauer dying in vain.
Bruce Springsteen screaming in pain...
Broke down by the turnpike.
And I don't believe in astrology but there's a cancer deep inside of me,
Emotional and desperately trying just to make some sense of me
When I'm out here living my life,
Telling strangers about my wife.
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The Church of Jonathan
03:14
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I swear this song would be better, if it just had some cello.
I swear you'd look much better, clean shaven, wearing yellow.
I swear I'll be much happier when this level is complete.
I hope they look just like you.
Crooked Smile from your fingers to your feet,
But they'll probably be just like me...
All imperfections and bad taste.
And I swear this life it's easier if you only know how.
Our tempers flaredlast night, deep in another row.
But I worship at the church of a Jonathan,
So I'm smiling deep inside.
I could never be ready for this but I'll take it in my stride.
The universe its ever expanding, and every other night after work
You lock me out on the landing...
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Ad Astra
02:57
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My skeleton, it can't hold my body up
And my therapist can't use Microsoft teams.
I just wanna watch classic cinema and stay inside.
Stay inside, safe from the snow
And everybody says "It's alright"
Everybody says "you'll be just fine"
And everyone says "stop feeling sorry for yourself..."
And we can't hear the stars to tell us how they feel
Cause we won't hear them for hundred and fifty million years
And I, I wanna ask him how he is.
Who'd have thought this would be our biggest fear.
And I just say "Everything will be alright"
"Everything will be just fine"
Everyone thinks we're feeling sorry for ourselves.
Did we bring this on ourselves?
Anxiety. You'll be the death of me.
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North
03:06
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I'm growing scared cause you're growing a human bean.
And the clock tower looks like the moon and I'll be home soon.
You're growing impatient, cause I can't hide me radiating stress.
But you're the best...
And I know you've lost count of all the songs where I say I'll change.
But I promise today's the day!
And I know of all the people who have paced these doors before me,
And I know they all look down on me and I know how they adore me,
And they'll adore you.
Did you know Kanye means "only one"
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Bowerman V Aramus
03:33
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Listening to songs that remind me of the past,
Running late for work, driving from the hospital.
I was gonna make a playlist but that seems insensitive.
He just seems so tentative.
And yesterday Anne spoke of how her feelings overwhelm her...
She spoke about a monster from Star Trek the Next Generation.
I compared it to a misty lake, Sinead said a box.
Sometimes I think its just good to talk.
If you play your drums loud enough, you can drown him out.
Don't spend all your time in the past.
Come on! Shout it out.
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Oh No!
01:57
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Is that a broken foot pedal or Yoko Ono screaming?
Another 14 hour work day, leaves little time for dreaming,
Scheming, lying, I'm too busy crying.
Is that another problematic hero, or an another unsung zero?
If we're listing all our fears now. I demand that you go first!
So here we are. It's all we've got.
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You know who's absolutely full of shit?
You.
And you know who doesn't deserve half of the stupid shit you put me through?
Me.
And still you've got the cheek, to ask why I don't wrlte any songs about you.
With a heart as big as a sports direct mug and tea stained porcelain teeth to match, I want to hear a thousand poets recite a thousand lines,
On a starry night, just not for you...
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This is the End
01:08
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Defeat & Reflection
01:27
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Evil Dead 2013
03:50
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I wish I could write a character narrative, but I just write about me.
And I wish I could vocalize all the weird shit I see in my dreams.
I'm sorry I'm late, I really didn't want to be here.
Long hair brushed to cover deep and bloody scars upon his ears.
Deep like the roots beneath his house... Even he's surprised.
Can't believe Jesus christ and the sky at night both tell so many lies.
I could burn my flesh to the bones in the shower.
I could stay in there for hours and hours and hours.
Choking on anti bac spray in the car.
70,000 miles on the clock and I haven't gotten very far.
And I have to stop trying to cut my fingers off with kitchen scissors,
But I love to see the blood flow.
And I have to stop mistaking street lights for moonglow on the drive home.
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TBF
03:23
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Remember in Chris' song where he says
"waiting for you is like holding your breath in a storm"?
Remember in therapy when you said stress makes
Your shoulders feel warm?
Now I'm worried about paid paternity TBF I think I've signed up to
stress for eternity. What's new?
What's new with you?
When will be old enough to stop asking
"What are you gonna do?"
But what are you gonna do?
Remember in that song where Buddy Holly says
it feels like a roller-coaster?
He wasn't wrong and it's hard to argue in the hospital
in front of another traumatic poster.
Overwhelmed with information. Praying for salutations.
Doing my best observations. Little guy out on probation.
Imagining a tiny Skelton, bathing in a lukewarm life.
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Polar Bear
02:32
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When the weather's weird like this I can't breathe
And last night at dinner Sarah said it would be a breeze.
Dragging up another tiny you.
Of all the people in the world. You'd know what to do.
Blonde hair, tight curls, big eyes, big ideas,
Hold my hand we've been on this island for years.
Please keep on believing its all we can do.
Crooked Smile, crooked brain, eternally true.
Eternal to you.
And don't you think that weather man is full of shit?
Should we try our hand predicting the weather for a little bit?
I've saw people way worse off, do what we do,
And they've always made it through.
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Kimya Dawson
04:00
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The boys all laughed when I played Kimya Dawson on the drive home.
I didn't care but I still told you when I text you on the phone though.
I imagined you sprawled out across your bed, hungover left for dead.
Singing "Nothing came out"
The boys all laughed when I bought you a doll for Christmas.
They said "it's not her speed, not her style"
But then you wrote me a love letter of sorts and I cried.
With Rihanna lyrics on the outside, a little drawing on the inside.
And now we've got a cherry blossom in our garden.
And you're growing a human bean.
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Coney Island
01:45
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I've never been to Coney Island, but I wish I had cause I think it'd fit really well in my musical narrative.
I'd sing about roller-coasters, sing about the New York rain, sing about how you looked when we kissed, sing about existential pain...
Instead I just sing about throwing up on the motorway, drivong home with a headache from Mikes 30th Birthday Party. Barry, Nyla and Lou looked on worried from the car. And when I emptied my guts I stopped and looked up at the stars...
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"Flack suits and baseball boots are running through my mind"
I wonder if you'll hear this song, I wonder what you'll find.
I think I was 15 when I first realised.
Your parents are just people.
You shed a tear about your sisters death after one too many drinks.
Spoke about a time in a penitentiary but that was a lie I think.
For you I wanna be so much more.
I hate myself sometimes, you know it's true.
I wonder what it feels like to hear that from someone who loves you
I wanna be almost superhuman but I want to be your friend
But we all know that's not how this story ends...
*mumbles John Sebastian Younger Generation
But we all know that's not how this story ends.
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Paul's Mum
01:54
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There's a picture of a girl and a guy
and in the picture they're dressed to the 9s,
In the picture they're dressed for the times.
Hair bands and band tees.
and in the picture the girl at the back,
She's hiding by the guy at the front
Laughing with her friend at the back.
Cause she didn't want to have her picture taken.
Its the circle of life.
Paul's mum just died.
And we, made a new life.
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Lovers Turn to Monsters Glasgow, UK
Lovers Turn to Monsters is a long pale man, slowly falling into middle age.
He wishes he
could be one of those guys who tours all the time, but he likes baths far too much. So instead he stays in his room and makes lengthy albums of emotive lo-fi nonsense.
... more
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