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Stray Cat (demo)
03:09
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Twenty-five and barely alive.
What a time to be.
I could kiss away every bit of sadness, but
where would that get me?
Oh and I am tired.
though i know I said I would stay.
Ah but these hold ups and stray cat streets,
this place it really starts to reek of decay.
And I am nauseous,
But not for the reasons you'd think.
I'm so full of it
Yeah, I am over it
My god, this place it makes me sick.
Chorus:
And I'm wasting my time on waiting.
And I'm worried it could always be this way.
The sun she sets where the road ends.
You can't convince me to stay.
Oh no you can't convince me to stay.
Seven years don't seem so long
searchin' for a home
But sleepin' on my friend's floors is gettin'
pretty old.
Oh and I am tired
of waking with an ache.
Oh so tired
of sellin' myself short for the devil's spare change.
But I am fightin'
off the ultimate end.
Ah, in any case
Yeah at any rate
I know I'll always have a friend.
Chorus:
And I'm wasting my time on waiting.
And I'm worried it could always be this way.
The sun she sets where the road ends.
You can't convince me to stay.
Oh no you can't convince me to stay.
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2. |
Musth (demo)
03:48
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Go to wash my clothes,
But I'll soon forget.
It's so legit to smell like shit.
Got a mind like a siv, memory of an elephant.
I'd give it all up now if I knew how to quit.
So let's keep this honest 'cause all I've ever striven for is the truth.
I'll go on my way and you just do you.
And while my mind is pacified by music and booze,
you can keep on pissin' on me and I'll still make the news.
Make the news.
Well maybe I should act a little more delicate
Built a whole lot less on impulse and aim for perfect
I could wear a mask
Oh, pretty I would sit.
That'd make them so damn happy now oh wouldn't it?
But let's keep this honest 'cause all I've ever striven for is the truth.
I'll go on my way and you just do you.
And while my mind is pacified by music and booze,
you can keep on pissin' on me and I'll still make the news.
(x2)
Go to wash my clothes, but I'll soon forget.
It's so legit to smell like shit...
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3. |
Disco Thursdays (demo)
03:33
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They're fighting wars over coffee cups and spreading rumors about no love
for all those celebs on the tv.
They'll never know me.
I saw a picture on the internet
desensitizing us to the dead
but now all it does is burn holes through every thought in my head
Just like the cigarette smoke
Of this bar I can't seem to pull myself away from
We always go too far.
We always go too far.
And now I can't breathe.
i've been disconnected,
resurrected
and, let's face it, straight rejected.
You may call me silly fickle girl
But I've always gotten where I wanted to in the end...
It's all religion and bad blood
Who's the quicker draw on a gun
and wallowing in oceans of self-pity.
While across the pond, they're bombing cities
We always go too far,
We always go too far.
I never claimed activist
Nor got into politics
but this blind selfishness, it makes me sick.
Allow me to help your point of view, my friend:
That nothing really matters at all in the end.
i've been disconnected,
resurrected
and, let's face it, straight rejected.
You may call me silly fickle girl
But I've always gotten where I wanted to in the end...
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4. |
No Good (demo)
02:45
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I'm no good with words at all
I'm no good with words at all
I think that I could be better
If I chose to write 'em in a letter
But I probably would never send them anyway.
i'm no good with words at all.
I'm real good at losing my friends.
I'm real good at offending them
I never know what to say
but when i do it always comes out the wrong way.
I'm really really really really good at losing my friends.
I'm not so bad at being sad
No, I'm really not that bad at that.
I got it down to an art.
I'm getting pretty good at breaking my own heart.
i'm really not so bad at being sad.
I'm no good with words at all.
I'm no good with words at all.
I think that I could be better
if I could just forget her...
But I'm really really really really no good with words at all.
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