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GPA
01:57
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My idols said there was no purpose
I’m now humping a cold mattress
My career ideas won’t flourish
I’m now grown and hate most taxes
Television shows are pointless
Except the ones I liked way back, is
all this time spent sowing seeds
worth eventual death and anaphyalxis?
Reading how-to guides on booking
shows, my neighbors are funny-looking
crows, I don’t want them inside my dwelling
Singers yelling, big dudes sweating,
guitarist shredding, guitars swelling
post-show drives are still upsetting
schoolwork suffers, varnish wax buff, er
pick the legs off the largest spider
Biggen your brain! Sleep next to a comic!
Impress your friends by holding back vomit
If you’ve got food on your plate and your art sucks ass
Then you're not a fucking starving artist
Does anyone else remember the 1990s
Star wars, bell bottoms, nirvana, and fonzy
pick it up, hit it back, raspberry tea
state secretary’s no voice in thee
post blackened no wave garage punk shit noise
funny loud devo played by three truck boys
if this country’s gone down to the tubes by now
how come no one ever goes down on me
If beauty is power, then you are a queen
If my life sucks, then you are a dream
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I’m not in any position
to leave my home under the stairs
Give me some time, I swear I’ll be fine
Maybe I need new underwears
I’m not in any position
to try any new positions with you
Give me some time so I can try out
that thing with my hand that I never do
Arm your fingers with mini chainsaws
Razers that slice and scissors that snip
When life gets weird you can use your hands
To trim everything below the hips
I wrote in a letter that things could get better
I haven't seen what’s up in a few months I think
Middle ground is for those who don’t know what they want
Do I want them to grow or do I want them to shrink?
Rip my pants from my cold, dead legs
and somebody get me a summer dress
Rip my pants from my cold, dead legs
and somebody get me a summer dress
It's fading, it's fading, it's fading, it's fading
I'm back where I started, content and secure
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