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hey hey hey hey hollywood--
i can't catch a break!
under lights, burning up
twitching on a stake
i sang my audition
and you did not reply
cut me up, cut me down, cut me out--
make me wanna die!
she cries, she screams:
"i'm livin' the dream!"
she cries, she screams:
"i'm livin' the dream!"
now, early in my youth
i was struck by destiny
i could feel the hand of god
open up to me
so fuck you lucky stars
shining up my street!
i cast you as a rag doll--
straight to dvd!
oh! yeah! ooh!
she cries, she screams:
"i'm livin' the dream!"
she cries, she screams:
"i'm livin' the dream!"
i can manifest the best
with teardrops on my eyes
you see me staring into death
but i'm not gonna die!
cross my head and cross my heart
cross up on the wall
i can feel the dynamite inside the very small
i can ride the devastation early in the morn
i can hear my mama call me even when she's gone!
she cries, she screams:
"i'm livin' the dream!"
she cries, she screams:
"i'm livin' the dream!"
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kill me (rolla coasta)
03:04
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and i die before you kill me, and i die, and i die
and i die before you kill me, and i die, and i die
i get high, i get low, Rolla Costa
when i drive to your house in silverlake
oh i know, no i know, i'm in for trouble
when i roll, roll the dice, and watch 'em break
you say you want my baby in your body, Rolla Costa
and you 'want to bottle up my DNA'
but you give away my place inside your bedroom
the evidence is all over the place
and i die before you kill me, and i die, and i die
and i die before you kill me, and i die, and i die
you got style in your nouveau-riche apartment
but you break my heart so very awkwardly
i can't believe that this is how we're ending--
a broken heart is so embarrassing!
close my eyes, hear you scream "pheromone!"
all the sweet sadistic shit you used to say!
i know that it's too late to say i love you
in retrospect it's better off that way
and i die before you kill me, and i die, and i die
and i die before you kill me, and i die, and i die
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idolize me
04:57
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i wanna be a demigod of the working class
in tight white versace shoes
i wanna be a master of experience and color
i wanna atomize the room
oh -- i want you wrapped around my finger
yeah -- i only want commitment that i can taste
idolize me, idolize me
never leave me alone
idolize me, idolize me
cut the meat to the bone
i wanna create a brand new persona
i wanna freeze the teardrops in my eyes
with a drop of blood i could seal this
with a little blood i could fly
yeah --i wanna be a car accident
i -- promise that you'll never turn away
idolize me, idolize me
never leave me alone
idolize me, idolize me
cut the meat to the bone
did you see me in my interview?
did you turn the page?
did your realize this could be permanent?
caterpillar: butterfly
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untitled (carol)
04:44
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When I want companionship, I have a friend I can visit down the street. I try hard not to see her once a month, and also one or two times a week.
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Carol came here from Shanghai, and in the daytime, she studies real estate. This is just the thing that she does on the side, on the sly, when it's late.
She asked me: 'do you have a thing that you do?'
I said: 'yes, I play guitar in a band.'
She asked me: 'do you think I could listen to a song?'
So I played one from the iPhone in my hand.
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The third time that I saw her, she let me make her come. Afterward, she said 'you don't have to pay', but still I gave her some. Then, for a time, we held one another, and we laid beneath a stiff white sheet. She told me: 'I hate you a thousand times', but I know that isn't really what she means.
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One morning, driving in my truck, I suggested she and I hit the beach. She smiled and it seemed like a pretty good idea but it also seemed like. I think we were both just really tired
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house of discipline
04:28
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in my house of discipline,
there's a girl locked up in the cupboard
in my house of discipline,
there's no space for contradiction
in my house of discipline,
there's no room to fuck with mixed emotions
in my house of discipline,
there's no way i could be your lover
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prisoner of fashion
02:35
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i'm the darkness in your soul
when you're swiping, when you're scrolling, and you slip
and you're losing self-control
girl the tighter and the tighter i can grip
prisoner of fashion, baby
prisoner of fashion, baby
i'm the rumble in your stomach
as the leopards and the zebras starts to gnash
i'm the fake-ass way you smile, pouty lips
as the cameras point and flash
i'm the headshots on the wall
as you squeeze into the jeans that just don't fit
i'm the headphones on your neck
bright and shiny, wrapped up tight in neon shit
prisoner of fashion, baby
prisoner of fashion, baby
i'm the viral to the spiral
in the bathroom when you're puking up your guts
wipe the hatred off your lips --
give a kiss -- cos it's time for you to strut !
yeah !
only $99.99.99 !
awwww turn !
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crash into the blue
04:21
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from the moment you stepped up to the bar
i knew that it was gonna go down
the way you turned around in your chair
it's like i'm flying in a plane
afraid that it was gonna go down
cause i'd forgotten what it was to be high
and when you let me hold your hand
you told me that i'm easy to read
i really hope that i'm not easy to read
cause then you would already know
the things that i don't wanna say
and i wouldn't have a place to hide!
i don't really understand
is there a reason that it has to be hard,
a reason that it has to be hard?
i don't really understand
is there a reason that it has to be hard,
a reason that it has to be hard?
beneath the second glass of wine
i start to wonder what has happened to me
i wonder why you make me feel weak
is it because i been depressed?
i spent the whole summer under the ground
and now it's bubbling from under the ground
november is my favorite time
and now we're blowing down the street
i really love it when you make fun of me
it's like i'm climbing on a stage
the way it happens in a dream
i can't remember any lines!
i don't really understand
is there a reason that it has to be hard,
a reason that it has to be hard?
i don't really understand
is there a reason that it has to be hard,
a reason that it has to be hard?
i'm going down
and i'm crashing in the blue
i'm going down
and i'm falling into you
i'm going down
and i'm crashing in the blue
and i'm crashing in the blue
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i heard you say that you love me
like a brother
and i had to look away
i'm on a path -- it's complicated,
you don't have to
know exactly what to say
the days don't lie
we both tried
we can't be friends anymore
i feel the weight
i hate to say
we can't be friends anymore
i never knew i was co-dependent --
i thought it was only you,
til the shit hit the fan!
i see myself from a distance
at a distance --
it's hard for me to understand!
oh! i think we know
to let this go
we can't be friends anymore
even though my head loves you,
my heart is through
we can't be friends anymore
we can't be friends anymore
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9. |
towards a poor disco
03:03
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