1. |
for my alone enjoyment
02:37
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2. |
graduation
02:09
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what a great way to start my life.
the past year i've had no friends, but i made it to graduation.
but my family left.
but my family left.
does everything have to be a trial?
why can't i stay a child?
why does everything have to be a trial?
why does everything have to be a trial?
why does everything have to be a trial?
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3. |
ignorant bliss
03:02
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i'm way too young to feel this old and...
everything i do i think through, and i just wish i could...
have some fun. i'm always bored but...
i think through my decisions all the time; i wish i could live...
in ignorance.
ignorant bliss.
live in ignorance.
ignorant is bliss.
(ignorance, ignorance, bliss...)
(i don't wanna hear it.)
(i don't know what to say to you.)
i'm way too smart to be this young but...
i can't seem to figure out what's holding me down.
i stay up late conversing with myself.
i can't seem to find someone who thinks like me who isn't...
64. just cut me loose please.
lost (dropped) my mind inside a vat of acid and just watched it...
decrease. just take a piece of...
ALL THE THINGS I FIGURED OUT
BY WATCHING TELEVISION.
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4. |
grace's secret
03:08
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gracie, can't you see? i'm dirty im hurting you
gracie, don't ya know? i'm only a phony.
and i won't lose sleep about it.
because i don't ever sleep.
gracie, look at me. you're only my property.
gracie, you have to agree with me. i won't ever see
gracie, understand you're wrapped around my finger.
gracie, hold my hand. let's drink before you leave.
because in your dreams it's you and i.
and in your heart, my heart resides.
but i won't lose sleep about it.
because i don't ever, ever sleep.
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5. |
your letter
03:12
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6. |
elevator
02:54
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i'm standing with my knees locked,
watching the floors pass.
i can't wait to get off this fucking box of glass.
i'm shoulder to shoulder width,
counting each second pass,
i can't wait to get off this motherfucking glass box.
i'm standing in the corner,
watching my feet as
a girl walks into this fucking box of glass.
i'm shoulder to shoulder with this girl;
she's in her corner when my legs give out
in this box.
i panic.
the world exploded.
i panic
the box exploded.
i shake the vision away.
i'm used to them every day.
i take a deep breath inside this fucking box of glass.
i realize that breath was
the only one left; i
need to get out of this motherfucking glass box.
i'm rancid.
should i force the door down?
i ram it.
i can't catch my -
my breath.
should i kill her for her
last breath?
i just need to get out.
calm down.
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7. |
independent experiences
03:46
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i lashed out on my mother, on my baby brother.
i can't bear another day.
i'm washed out like my father.
i just want a daughter to show everything.
i'm spaced out on the couch.
i need some answers now because i'm freaking out.
what have i done?
what have i done?
life's made for independent experiences.
i just can't stop freaking out.
i know life's made for independent experiences.
i just have to figure it out.
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