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Worse
03:44
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I was born without a purpose in the world
So I drink vodka on my roof and watch it burn
Afraid to sleep yet sedated
And I don’t want to make it anymore
Here’s what I think of burning houses
It’s alright if it’s somebody else’s
I wanna be like the dead and the free and the hopeless
They like nightmares too
Just like me and you
Here’s what I think about turning coat on you
Is that dousing rod for you?
Well I don’t think it works
It just makes it worse
Yes, it makes it better
Then it makes it worse
Then it makes it better
But I don’t feel better
So it makes it worse
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2. |
Brandon Lee
04:14
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I moved a few things around
I built a fire beneath the house
Called you all together
Only to laugh as you lined up to die
Call a lawyer
This business can be an unsettling thing
Will you find it as meaningless
As the flowers that you will not remember to bring
And I’m no worse than you
Even though I switched that fuse
And I used that gun on you
Didn’t you want me to?
Sure enough as the erasing
from your memory of the faces
of the ones you loved who went ahead and died
I’m not waiting for your cavalry to arrive
They always arrive
I’m evading many sad, horrified eyes
Would you hand yourselves to the fires of hell
If it were your mistake to boast?
I’m in motion
Like light is ripping my eyes open
You can almost feel our hands writhing from the ground, as we are a grave bunch
And I’m no better than you
I can’t blame myself for all of these dangerous things that I do
I don’t always tell myself to
Curse the god who sent me same as you
And he won’t have to
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Toy Box
04:45
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No one is coming to save you and no one here understands
Your neighbors hear your scream and they don’t care
Every one of us wasted and no one gets any sleep
We say hello as we’re dragging out our Christmas trees
I know where there’s a basement
I know where there’s a toy box with your name on it baby
And I ain’t never bringing you in from the cold ever again
I broke a bough by the cemetery walls
Searched for funny names and stole a wreath
Once that grating sound emanated from a crypt
I found out how the lock worked an went in
I found a little toy box
That sound was five little kittens devouring a sixth one
If I had to guess I’d say that they’re all dead by now
By today
I know where there’s a basement with a toy box with your name on it, baby
I know where there’s a basement with a toy box with your name on it, baby
I know where there’s a basement with a toy box with your name on it, baby
I know where there’s a basement with a little box that has got your name on it
I belong as a patient in a mental ward of a prison facility
I know how to escape it and wander around when I know that I need to be out alone and evasive and I know you wouldn’t wanna be around me I know where there’s a basement with a little box that has your name on it
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4. |
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I moved a few things around
I built a fire beneath the house
Called you all together
Only to laugh as you lined up to die
Call a lawyer
This business can be an unsettling thing
Will you find it as meaningless
As the flowers that you will not remember to bring
And I’m no worse than you
Even though I switched that fuse
And I used that gun on you
Didn’t you want me to?
Sure enough as the erasing
from your memory of the faces
of the ones you loved who went ahead and died
I’m not waiting for your cavalry to arrive
They always arrive
I’m evading many sad, horrified eyes
Would you hand yourselves to the fires of hell
If it were your mistake to boast?
I’m in motion
Like light is ripping my eyes open
You can almost feel our hands writhing from the ground, as we are a grave bunch
And I’m no better than you
I can’t blame myself for all of these dangerous things that I do
I don’t always tell myself to
Curse the god who sent me same as you
And he won’t have to
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