1. |
Only Everything
02:59
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First of all let the record state
I survived my worst, but my best year
I had a little too much to drink
and I thought I could disappear
but how do we grow, if we never learn?
we’re thrown outside of our comfort
or in jail somewhere out west LA
whichever you prefer…
i think we unlocked the meaning to life
but we were both pretty high
so i forgot the logistics
the bottom line is that
this all means nothing,
you’re somebody’s something,
but you’re your only everything.
second of all i just wanna say
i’m sorry i’m curt when i’m anxious
i write my best when I’m in bad moods
and get my feelings out in practice
but how do we grow, if we never learn?
we’re thrown outside of our comfort
or under a bus in the public eye
no one cares, still i try.
oh i try, i try
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2. |
Hocus Pocus
01:03
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Under your spell i stay,
reaching for you as you sing sweet to me
drain my life sources away
can’t get nothing past her
nothing past her.
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3. |
Leftovers
02:37
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I should’ve known better than to pick you up
I should’ve known better than to push my luck
i know shit happens, learning isn’t enough
i call myself to blame.
My coffee smells like piss
strike that, reverse it.
it’s been one hell of a day
of a week
of a month
of a year
the one sad part of losing you;
i still make all my meals for two
scrapping up what’s leftover
like you do.
i love canceling all my plans
i love disappointing all my friends
i can feel my ego inflate
i know i’m not the same
i feel like a tidal wave
i crash through the currents
and get dragged in again
if i’m not careful baby, we might drown
the only one to blame
the one sad part of losing you;
i still make all my meals for two
i’m left scrapping up what’s leftover
almost as much as you do..
haha, get it? i used a metaphor
we can’t understand our own jokes anymore.
i don’t like how i feel around you
it takes a week to recover from a day or two
and i’m left scrapping up what’s leftover like…
so please don’t get mad or take offense
it’s all just my unhappiness
you can’t be held for how you make me feel
but seriously whats your fucking deal?
i’m really glad you wanna stay just friends
so i can torture myself all over again
over and over and over and over again
the one sad part of losing you
i still make all my meals for two
and i hate scrapping up what’s leftover
almost as much as i hate you
haha, get it?! i used a metaphor
we can’t understand our own jokes anymore.
i don’t like how i feel around you
it takes a week to recover from a day or two
and i’m left scrapping up what’s leftover like you do
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4. |
Year to Year
03:52
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You were the first person I paid out of my life
And i’m proud to admit that
cause nothin felt more right
than giving you exact change
and pushing a button so you’d go away
you were the last person i needed in my life
forcing ideas on me night after night
humoring you
you were deforming me
and all i wanna know
is how the fuck are you functioning?
a quarter as important as you pretend to be
bad person i needed in my life
to show me how not to engage in those nights
to understand you
you’re the biggest child i’ve seen
can only handle you in doses
that’s once a year to year basis
cause everybody that you love knows
that you wear so many faces
man i can’t wait to see the day
when everyone you love surrounds me
and i know it’s safe to say
you won’t be calling me
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Much Better Los Angeles, California
Sean Quinn
Charlie Saxton
Tim Jo
Twitter & Instagram: @_muchbetter
muchmuchbetterbetter@gmail.com
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