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Blasphemy
03:40
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I remember saying I can't remember a thing
I hate to break it to you I would do it over again
Except my drunk mouth surely regrets
I'm mad at myself that I said
I'm falling for you
Trap me in a corner after three drinks nothing has changed
Point your finger in the gutter that's where class A shit-disturbers should sleep
I know I'm easy to blame
But the truth’s I stayed away
I would have ruined his day
I hear I screwed up big time
I apologize my memory’s run dry
I need some space or a familiar face
There are bits and chunks and pieces that have been erased
(oh my god)
Can’t you tell from all the bad signs?
We’re gonna face some of the worst years of our lives
The last thing I need Is the third degree
When the bigger picture’s looming over all our dreams
November’s round the corner mark your calendar it’s time to get laid
The honies know it’s getting cold they want to fill their beds before it’s too late
I share this tip with you
Because this ship has sailed it’s true
I’m even turning gray
I hate my buddy’s wife, I always wished that it was only a fling
I hope to look a little closer at her finger and not find a ring
A nightmare day after day
She scared the living shit out of me
She made me wish I was gay
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You hit my back and watched me drown
I reached for air you pushed me down
You were laughing as you thought that I was far away from shore
You cried to everyone that I had fallen overboard
Now your ship’s come in
And The search party will begin
And you’re up
My body was never found
They dragged the lake and combed the ground
You were laughing as you thought that you had got away scott free
You deleted all my photos I was just a memory
Now your bags are packed
Everyone is dressed in black
And you’re up
I know you left me there to die
You tucked me into my death bed
You didn’t need an alibi
But it never crossed your mind that I would rear my ugly head
Revenge is sweet, never gets old
They say it’s best to serve it cold
You weren’t laughing when I tied the noose so tight around your neck
You cried as the rope swung around the rafter overhead
Now you’re fighting for air
And they’ll find you hanging there
And you’re up
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F#@kin' Nice Guy
02:21
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Did you ever wonder, why you texted twenty times I never called you back?
Did you ever wonder, why I prefer to dress from head to toe in nothing but black?
Now I’m a fucking nice guy
But the old candle’s burning at both ends
Give me time
I’m trying to find
The courage that it takes to make a break and cut ties
Did you ever wonder, why I never talk to you when I walk past?
Did you ever wonder, why I always sit on the other side of the class?
Now I’m a fucking nice guy
But there’s no rainbows shooting out of my ass
And I try
I decided to hide
All these thoughts that make me think that I am losing my mind
So sorry that I didn’t catch you
But I just couldn’t stop to say goodbye
That's right, I’m getting outta here
I’m catching a ride
And I know that I will miss you but I’m dying inside
I guess I should tell her
There’s a secret or two that keeps on weighing me down
I guess I should tell her
Word will get around and she will surely find out
Now I’m a fucking nice guy
But the best angle is to bury the past
Under wraps
I try to be kind
The kind that reassures you everything will be fine
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You can draw
A picture perfect back drop for me
Or dress us up
For all your friends and family to see
Be my guest
Elaborate to all of your peers
Then try to find
The place that I’ve been hiding for years
I know the drill
This scene is on repeat
Here’s the part where you me beg and threaten me
Of course I know why I came home so early tonight
I hoped to find the house burned down by candlelight
This bottle’s bottled up this champagne isn’t your kind
Cause I know that you looked differently at me that night
You can cry
I’ve been dehydrated for weeks
I’ll drink you dry
And scrape away the taste with my teeth
Go and try
You can't plug all of their ears
Or hide my eyes
I’ll say what they all want to hear
Don’t ask me why
I take the long road home
A thousand times that’s my smell you should know
Of course I know why I came home so early tonight
I hoped to find the house burned down by candlelight
This bottle's bottled up this champagne isn’t your kind
Cause I know that you looked differently at me that night
Your accusations are giving you away
You seem to think I keep secrets, I don’t think you can change
This is my place and I swear I don’t care if you stay
I plan on leaving cuz I haven’t slept well in days
I still see daggers in your eyes
I still see daggers in your eyes
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This was a triumph
I'm making a note here
Huge success
It's hard to overstate my satisfaction
Aperture Science
We do what we must because we can
For the good of all of us
Except the ones who are dead
But there's no sense crying over every mistake
You just keep on trying till you run out of cake
And we're gonna restart
With mechanical sharks
For the people who are still alive
I'm not even angry
I'm being so sincere right now
Even though you broke my heart and killed me
And tore me to pieces
And threw every piece into a fire
As they burned it hurt because I was so happy for you
Now these points of data make a beautiful line
And we're out of beta
We're releasing on time
So I'm glad I got burned
Think of all the things we've learned
For the people who are still alive
Go on and leave me
I think I prefer to stay inside
Maybe you'll find someone else to help you
Maybe Black Mesa
That was a joke, you have no chance
Anyway, this cake is great
You've made a wonderful choice
Look at me still talking
When there's science to do
When I look out there, it makes me glad I'm not you
I've experiments to run
There is research to be done
On the people who are still alive
And believe me I am still alive
I'm doing science and I'm still alive
I feel fantastic and I'm still alive
And while you're dying I'll be still alive
And when you're dead I will be still alive
Still alive
Still alive
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Fingers Crossed v. 5
03:36
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When they were all in the parlour
I knew what to do
Even though I was young
I stole a dollar or two
I threw my coins in the pond at the foot of the statue
It's all what's on the inside
Is what you wanted to hear
I stole the star from your eye
I was always sincere
I need a star for a wish and it seems I am desperate
I dug around
through and through
It appears that human's have wishbones too
I'll find one soon
My first wish was a good one
For we ran across the beach
We screamed, go and stare
We screamed, no more wheelchairs
You ran faster than me
You ran faster than me
I waited for your reaction
You just stared into space
Something had you distracted
Such disgust on your face
As if my wish was a waste, a mistake or a gamble
You said, consider yourself
Cuz I am happy as hell
My brother you treat me well
I just don't need any help
I thought you'd wish for a kiss or a crown or a castle
I've thought this out
Through and through
You won't believe the hoops that we all jump through
It all comes true
My first wish was a good one
For we ran across the beach
We screamed, go and stare
We screamed, no more wheelchairs.
You ran faster than me
You ran faster than me
My next wish was a death wish
As morbid as it seems
To pull a man from the ground
Then have him turn you down
And say that it was up to me
He said now it was up to me
And then I asked to see the future
To see what I would be
I had pockets full of gold
But I was drowning out at sea
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the stragglers London, Ontario
People keep telling us we need to play more shows. We're so sorry. We didn't realize there are rules to playing in a punk band hahahaa
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These guys played Pouzza Fest with us and they're great. R.I.P.
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Toronto Punks. Ex members of Marilyn's Vitamins, Hostage Life and The Artist Life. R.I.P.
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