1. |
I'm Fine
03:01
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I’m fine
I’m doing just fine
I’m fine
I’m doing just fine
The smell of cigarettes stuck in your hair
Cause I’m tired of losing sleep
In the corners of your sheets
I’m sick I can’t compete
With these golden city dreams
I can’t go
I can’t go anywhere
I can’t go
I’m fine
I’m doing just fine
I’m fine
I’m doing alright
It’s 6am can’t sleep
Can’t stop grinding through my teeth
You’re tired you can’t compete
With these emerald city dreams
I can’t go
I can’t go anywhere
I can’t go
Maybe I’m addicted to the thoughts inside my head
Maybe I just need someone to come and turn me on
And on and on and on yeah yeah
I’m fine
I’m doing just fine
I’m fine
I’m doing just fine
The smell of cigarettes stuck in your hair
Cause I’m tired of losing sleep
In the corners of your sheets
I’m sick I can’t compete
With these golden city dreams
I can’t go
I can’t go anywhere
I can’t go
We're fine!!
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2. |
Body Horror
02:25
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I’m just skin and blood and guts and bones
And I guess I kinda have a soul
I try and pray to god, do what I’m told
But who knows? I’m still afraid of dying
Eyes closed
Mouth closed
I got hairy legs and armpits
I got metal in my nose
My breath smells like bong water
I want you to know, I fucking love being ugly
Counting calories
Smoking too much weed
Tattoo misspellings
I’m fucking trapped inside this body
I wanna scream and piss and shit and cry
I wanna chug red bull until I die
I wanna puke up all my guts and smile
Just so you’ll know, I’m the master of this body
Eyes closed
Mouth closed
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3. |
Unless I Say So
01:47
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It doesn’t matter to me
Unless I say so
You mean nothing to me
Unless I say so
It wasn’t always this way
Until I said no
They were right about you
I didn’t say so
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4. |
Guitar Center (Sucks)
02:16
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Gotta go
Cuz Trading’s closed
Got some cash to blow
Protection plan
No way man
I won’t join your stupid bad
Trapped, at guitar center
Attacked, at guitar center
Trapped, at guitar center
Attacked, at guitar center
Won’t go alone
Pick up the phone
Let’s go get some gear
Shred on an amp
Feel like a champ
Let’s get kicked out of here
Trapped, at guitar center
Attacked, at guitar center
Trapped, at guitar center
Attacked, at guitar center
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5. |
Sugar Daddy
03:06
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Sugar daddy, take care of me
I don’t wanna be a human being
Sugar daddy
I wanna be your pet your treasure your trophy
Sugar daddy, take care of me
It’s the least you could do for fucking me
Sugar daddy
It’s all your fault we live in a society
Girlboss gaslight gatekeep
I wanna touch myself and smoke some weed
Girlboss gaslight gatekeep
I wanna scratch your eyes out 'til they bleed
Girlboss gaslight gatekeep
I wanna rip your throat out with my teeth
Sugar daddy, take care of me
I don’t wanna be a human being
Sugar daddy, what’s wrong with me?
Is it internalized misogyny?
Sugar daddy, take care of me
It’s the least you could do for fucking me
Sugar daddy, take care of me
Isn’t this how it’s supposed to be?
Girlboss gaslight gatekeep
I wanna touch myself and smoke some weed
Girlboss gaslight gatekeep
I wanna scratch your eyes out 'til they bleed
Girlboss gaslight gatekeep
I wanna rip your throat out with my teeth
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6. |
Piss Baby
02:36
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Why don’t you like me?
Do you hate my security?
Why don’t you have me?
Do you hate my stability?
I have this brain
I have this body
And in the end, it’ll kill me
You have this brain
You have this body
And in the end, it’ll kill me
I have this brain
I have this body
And in the end, it’ll kill me
You have this brain
You have this body
And in the end, it’ll kill me
Does my guitar scare you?
Shreds harder than you do
My friends never like you
And your stupid tattoos… EW!!
Piss baby up at 2pm
Gotta go change his diaper again
Wah wah wah, your life’s so rough
Did I stroke your ego enough?
Cry piss baby
Cry piss baby
Cry piss baby
Cry piss baby
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7. |
Bite Me
02:28
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Bite me in the neck
I'm dead
Dead
Dead
I'll kiss you on your face
You're red
Red
Red
Climb in my coffin
I mean bed
Bed
Bed
Take a tiny splinter
And drive it right into my heart
Come in
Here's your welcome
Come in
Close the curtains
Come in
Here's your welcome
Come in
Close the curtains
I wanna be a little brat
Brat
Brat
Why do you sparkle like that
That
That
I want to turn into a bat
Bat
Bat
Take a tiny splinter
And drive it right into my heart
Come in
Here's your welcome
Come in
Close the curtains
Come in
Here's your welcome
Come in
Close the curtains
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8. |
Oh No
03:00
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I said oh no
You’ll be at my show
Honest, be good
Just like, you would
The fact it makes me feel so sick
The fact it makes me feel like shit
The fact it makes me feel so sick
The fact it makes me feel like shit
I miss, your kiss
Your lies, on your lips
Dismiss my fist
In your face, I’m wasted
The fact it makes me feel so sick
The fact it makes me feel like shit
The fact it makes me feel so sick
The fact it makes me feel like shit
How could you see that you were wrong
That you were wrong to me
How could you see that you were wrong
That you were wrong for me
I said oh no
You’ll be at my show
Honest, be good
Just like, you would
The fact it makes me feel so sick
The fact it makes me feel like shit
The fact it makes me feel so sick
The fact it makes me feel like shit
The fact it makes you feel so sick
The fact it makes you feel like shit
The fact it makes you feel so sick
The fact it makes you feel like shit
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9. |
Puzzle Pieces
03:45
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You say I don't know
I grab your hand and tell you
You're going way too slow
I wanna stop and shake you now
I wanna lift you up somehow
I wanna braid your hair
Remind you that you're pretty
You're going way too slow
But it's okay believe me now
Remember to look up at the clouds
If you want to
I can be there for you
To pick up all of the pieces
Drag them out
If you want to
I can be there for you
To pick up all of the pieces
Sort them out
And lift you up somehow
And lift you up somehow
And lift you up somehow
So I don't know
If you'll need me when you go
So I don't know
If it's just me or it's just hard to see
It's hard to see
(sick bass part)
If you want to
I can be there for you
To pick up all of the pieces
Drag them out
If you want to
I can be there for you
To pick up all of the pieces
Sort them out
And lift you up somehow
And lift you up somehow
And lift you up somehow
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LEMON BOY Seattle, Washington
seattle SOUR punks
we made a video game store.steampowered.com/app/2772090/Punk_Juice/
yaz - guitar
nic - bass
em - drums