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Tryin' Hard
04:03
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What am I doing, where am i going? who am I seeing, what am I'm breathing? Why do you care about the little things, what do you really think of me? Tryin' hard to be someone you thought I could never be. And I just wish you thought of me the same that I think of you. I can't freak out, and I lose it now, I think I'm losing my mind! Maybe there's another time where we could go and get this right. But for now I just sit around and think about this wild life. Tried and tried to keep you mine, but all we did was fucking fight. So now you're gone and movin' on, now I'm gone and movin' on. Tryin' to keep up empty handed, getting dumstruck, like a dumbfuck. I'm failing in arts and math, and starting to think this school's a trap. Forcin' us to go to class, expecting us to up and pass. I'm done with that I'm droppin' out, I'm gonna find out what life's about. I can't freak out, and I lose it now, I think I'm losing my mind! Maybe there's another time where we could go and get this right. But for now I just sit around and think about this wild life. Tried and tried to keep you mine, but all we did was fucking fight. So now you're gone and movin' on, now I'm gone and movin' on.
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Port Costa
03:17
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Heading down, waiting for the sun to set. Driving to, Franklin Canyon Road. Looking for, we're to that special place. Almost there, we're on McEwen Road. I don't know, I hope we make it there. Oh no, trespassers be aware. Hanging out, we're in Port Costa now. Freaking out, I'm lost without a doubt. Make it clear, they don't want us here. We'll just go away, we'll just hop a train. Heading back, praying that the sun don't rise. Driving fast, we're passing exit nine. Almost home, I think we're in the clear. Looking good, we got nothing to fear. I don't know, I hope we make it there. Oh no, trespassers be aware. Hanging out, we're in Port Costa now. Freaking out, I'm lost without a doubt. Make it clear, they don't want us here. We'll just go away, we'll just hop a train.
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Rhyme Without Reason
01:55
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Apple Bottoms. Green Trees. American Flags. Dog Fleas. Got no life. Got no job. Got no hobbies. Key FOB. Random Swear. Spotted hare. Underwear, there's a knot in my hair. Big house with an orange mouse. Slippery slope to the new age Pope. Evil lair. Morbid mayor. That's my trigger. I'm getting bigger. Grease Monkey. Big chunky. Yellow Slide. Dead Inside. Red dogs. Gay Frogs. Baby chicks. Tiny dicks. Boring town. Green crown. Bleached crow. Fat toe. Running out. Lazy lout. Homework sucks. 200 bucks. Slimy pickle. Rusted nickel. Out of time. Life is sublime. Roots drained. Arms pained. Kinda hurts, but it's though. Lyrics draining. No complaining. I'm running out. Shit.
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Voiceless
04:14
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