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Adventure
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(Aw, shit)
(Snare, snare, snare, snare, snare, snare, snare, snare)
(Snare, snare, snare, snare, snare, snare)
(Action)
I just deleted the past
Sixty thousand views down the drain
I saw myself in the mirror and it wasn’t me (It wasn’t me, wasn’t me)
Class clown, I was an actress with a mask
The stress of wearing it was too much to maintain (Maintain)
I saw a girl in the mirror and it might’ve been me (Oh god, oh god, oh god)
Times are changing, strength is waning
I cannot allow this to go on
Who’s remaining, who’s still waiting
It’s cheesy to say, but I’ve moved on
I let my character rest in peace
I am the queen of my destiny
Something in me that is festering
Cuz who even said that the show must go on
(Me)
When I was younger, I thought I’d be famous
I didn’t how that shit worked
We were just kids, like who could blame us
Gut punch, that shit hurt
New me, new friends, new hair, new face
Call me by a name I had tried to erase
I’ll put the past me in its place
Cuz it’s a fucking disgrace
Peel my mind out so I can just destroy it
Annoy the fuck out of me, I know you enjoy it
Is this supposed to have a meaning (Don’t go back)
I ride the high off of deleting (Don’t go back)
I would rather blow it all up than deconstruct it
I would rather blow them all off and keep on running away
I’m quite familiar with this feeling (Feeling)
Of my whole psyche peeling (Off the past)
(Showstopper, nobody can stop her)
(Nobody can top her, nobody can topple her down)
(Showstopper, damn she’s off her rocker)
(Damn you better watch her make herself the talk of the town)
I get so goddamn emotional (Showstopper, nobody can stop her)
I try my best and still fuck up (Nobody can top her, nobody can topple her down)
If God says “be the jester” (Showstopper, damn she’s off her rocker)
I won’t dig my old self up (Damn you better watch her make herself the talk of the town)
Times are changing, strength is waning
I cannot allow this to go on
Who’s remaining, who’s still waiting
It’s cheesy to say, but I’ve moved on
I let my character rest in peace
I am the queen of my destiny
Something in me that is festering
Cuz who even said that the show must go on
Times are changing, strength is waning
I cannot allow this to go on
Who’s remaining, who’s still waiting
It’s cheesy to say, but I’ve moved on
I let my character rest in peace
I am the queen of my destiny
Something in me that is festering
Cuz who even said that the show must go on
(Showstopper, nobody can stop her)
(Nobody can top her, nobody can topple her down)
(Showstopper, damn she’s off her rocker)
(Damn you better watch her make herself the talk of the town)
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My angel numbers follow me around
And the sound of old hymnals ring when I spot them out and about
But I won’t think about it now
Despite how loud the calls of the faith are, I refuse to hear them out
And I really do try my best
To talk about it with respect
But damn, I’m not in your debt
And I stand by everything I said
Cuz this here’s as good as it’ll get
I won’t run but I’ll keep my distance
I guess I’ll tolerate your shit
And keep my mouth shut ’til I’m dead
‘Til I'm dead
After all is said and done
I’m searching why should I go on
I've never thought of seeing it this way
The clouds are parting
Is it real life
I’m just a girl who’s just a little bit broken
Is it worth just a little more hurting
I’ve seen you here before
I’m spending all my time with these numbers
I need some more
Of the signs
Need you to tell me why
I see it this way
I'll never get a break
My angels, they keep me in check
My angel numbers keep me in check
Cuz I never want to close that door and call myself a goddamn atheist
Agnostic’s good enough, I guess
When I can’t bring myself to go back into religion quite yet
And I really do try my best
To talk about it with respect
But damn, I’m not in your debt
And I stand by everything I said
Cuz this here’s as good as it’ll get
I won’t run but I’ll keep my distance
I guess I’ll tolerate your shit
And keep my mouth shut ’til I’m dead
I remember the day I prayed
My church wouldn’t end up shutting its worn down doors
I remember the day my faith
Was hurt far beyond the point of no return
I remember their words, I remember their faces
As they mocked me way out back by the trees
I remember the flowers, the flowers
The only symbol guiding from that moment on that I would ever see
My angel numbers don’t mean jackshit
If I listen to conspiracies about them, it still won’t make any sense
I’ll act as if they’re just a bit
That I did to give some clarity about why I’ve seen them everywhere I’ve been
And I really do try my best
To talk about it with respect
But damn, I’m not in your debt
And I stand by everything I said
Cuz this here’s as good as it’ll get
I won’t run but I’ll keep my distance
I guess I’ll tolerate your shit
And keep my mouth shut ’til I’m dead
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(There’s a feeling in my gut)
Big whoop, you’re a terrible person
Tell me a secret that I already knew
And I’ll act all surprised
As if I never had guessed something was terribly wrong with you
I think I feel energies, I still can’t explain them
No one's ever listened to me, I don’t think I blame them
That’s just been my thing for as long as I remember
Cuz I know a pretender and will not entertain them
There’s a feeling in my gut that you give me
And it makes me feel sick
Both my heart and my brain know you’re shitty
It’s a curse and gift
Emperor with some brand new Zumiez
All my friends think you're hot shit
But you're just a trash fire on your way to conspire
A rotten plan cuz there's an ass you want to hit
I can't believe that I put up with you (Put up with you)
I don't want to take a puff, if that's alright with you (Alright with you)
Why did I never trust myself about you
Thanks for the memories, but we're through
There’s a feeling in my gut that you give me
And it makes me feel sick
Both my heart and my brain know you’re shitty
It’s a curse and gift
Nobody cares and I guess it’s okay
Nobody listens ‘til it’s too damn late
Nobody gets how the past has shaped me
Into the cautious pessimist I am today
Keep a secret for a friend’s sake
Hold it in too long, and I think I might go (Insane)
I need to warn my friends that my gut was right
And they might very well find the new kid’s a fucking fake
There’s a feeling in my gut that you give me
And it makes me feel sick (I feel sick)
Both my heart and my brain know you’re shitty
It’s a curse and gift (Piece of shit)
There’s a feeling in my gut that you give me
And it makes me feel sick
Both my heart and my brain know you’re shitty
It’s a curse and gift
There’s a feeling in my gut that you give me
And it makes me feel sick
Both my heart and my brain know you’re shitty
It’s a curse and gift
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Ms. Hyde [ft. vai5000]
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Control Freak [ft. gasmask]
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The Girl In The Mirror [ft. eris mirror]
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Knife In Hand
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The Aromantic Song [ft. Samuil Keyes]
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Cars 2006
02:53
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(It’s about… adventure!)
There’s a frog in my throat
And I think that she croaked
I get a little bit anxious
When I think about goals
Cuz I was made for the city
New York in the nighttime, felt so itty bitty
Walking down the street, do the people think I’m pretty
Came here to remember what I’m even living for
Cuz there’s something more out there for me
Where I am is fine, ‘til I step outside
This town isn’t mine, and I hate the damn state
Rich retirees, and their entitled pleas
It’s a tourist trap, and I’m stuck with the bait
And rent is so high, that I can’t even pay it
My job pays shit, but I can’t say I hate it
I know I’m much better off than most of my friends
But this place might be my end
Cuz I was made for the city
New York in the nighttime, felt so itty bitty
Walking down the street, do the people think I’m pretty
Came here to remember what I’m even living for
Cuz there’s something more out there for me
(I was made for the city)
(Cuz I was made for the city)
Oh, a dozen churches in a row
I can’t even count how much I’ve driven this road
I always end up at the same place, same place
I always end up at the, I always end up at the
Mom and Pop, comic store, arcade, the smoothie place
Coffee shop, grocery store, gardens, and my workplace
Creek Christian, Woodland, First Faith Baptist
Everybody moving here’s a motherfucking fascist
At least that’s what it feels like
To not have a car here, not even a permit
At least I can still fly
Even if only for just a little bit
Cuz I was made for the city
New York in the nighttime, felt so itty bitty
Walking down the street, do the people think I’m pretty
Came here to remember what I’m even living for
Cuz there’s something more out there for me
(I was made for the city)
(Cuz I was made for the city)
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11. |
Before I Blinked [ft. flatroom !!]
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12. |
Woe Is Me
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I Hate My Voice [ft. taylor may]
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Glitter Nails [ft. Evangeline]
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15. |
Comic Book
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Micah Callari Florida
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