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Perfect Life
02:46
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Smashed my watch when I fell against the rocks, I wanna lay down, sleep, and watch LOST. Take off my coat, I'm down. It'll all be over soon. I can't stop bashing my head onto things, which I deserve to do. No one wants to hear about your perfect life.
Collecting checks that I don't know how to cash, I look up online how to do archaic adult things like that. Don't sing about the marriage, sing about the divorce. Subtlety and irony don't mix well, of course. No one wants to hear about your perfect life.
April 30th I needed encouragement. I listened to Knife Man laying on my bed. Things are looking up and things are looking up and things are looking up but keep it a secret --
and things are looking up, but no one wants to hear about your perfect life. It's looking up, but no one wants to hear about your perfect life.
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Summer 3
02:24
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I found god in an Arby's
found satan in a bathtub.
Found Waldo in the picture
next to your farewell letter.
Recorded introductions,
then tumbled down the freeway.
Pain is temporary.
Film is forever.
And why, oh why can't I wait to go, anyway? Anyway,
I found scraps of paper.
I found nothing of interest.
I'm no storyteller,
just a passive bystander.
I wondered about college,
in that crowded restaurant –
will I even eat here?
Is that even what I want?
And why, oh why can't I wait to go, anyway? Summer days.
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NYC
03:16
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The tapwater tastes like shit
and you're unsure about your permanent residence
Or if you'll make enough to live
or just have to get used to it
That is, if you get in
and your chances are one in a million
Unprepared for a wife and kids
much less to pay rent.
Hard earned independence
attained without the hard work to earn it.
You can still have a bad day in New York City.
The ceiling when you touch it bends,
and you can't take yourself serious
Wait patiently for winter to end.
April fools! It's come back from the dead
East Village seeing red,
you feel unsure about the things that you've said
Can't help but single out
falsehoods, conflict and doubt
Nice hotel room, 1 AM
across from a grid of windows with people in them.
You can still have a bad day in New York City.
When I move up the street
will you visit me?
It takes cold, tangible facts to convince you of anything.
You can still have a bad day in New York City.
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Consolation Prize
02:04
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There are factors in your life that you can't control, and Father Jonah says there's an eternal fight for your soul. But ever since I started thinking I've been skeptical to simply take at face value all the things I've been told.
I always say I'm never good enough yet still confine myself to staying up til midnight and insisting it's fine. I say "I don't want or need a consolation prize" but nonetheless I'd rather know if I'm just wasting your time.
Started working on a project that consumed me. Without balance, can I truly be happy?
And why can't I believe myself when I say "I'm trying" to someone else? Why can't I bite the bullet and follow through?
It's reassuring when you know it's true that you've in certain situations done the most you can do. But when you always feel inadequately prepped to lose, don't you know your favorite song is someone else's too?
I live my life off the assumption we're inherently good, although naive and imperceptible and misunderstood. "All we got's each other" but each of us know that we could be dedicated to a lost cause, none the wiser withstood.
Darkness falls too early in the winter. Trying to get a lock on exactly what makes you a sinner.
And why can't I believe myself when I say "I'm trying" to someone else? Why can't I bite the bullet and follow through?
You had a good run, what's your secret?
"Le Tigre once said 'get off the internet.'"
I can't stand the buildup,
just skip to the payoff.
"Don't keep me waiting."
You're one to talk.
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Orange Julius
02:28
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It all tastes the same.
Let's order an orange julius to ease away the pain
that comes with feeling useless
and you feel spineless and toothless,
and you wish you could do something
but you probably can't.
That's just the way it is.
Entertainment in the golden age, who for a second want to leave LA. You say "they've already won" but who's to say. You know I can't wait to get out of this place.
Confusing pit of dread
in my stomach minutes before I see you again.
I think I'll drink my water just to occupy myself with something,
or I think I'll go home early.
Can I start again?
Sorry, no you can't.
Think about it for a second. In the end, one thing's important.
Don't let yourself grow spineless.
Don't let go of your process.
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