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Hush
03:05
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How ya doin?
I guess I'm great
I just work and meditate.
It's not exciting, but it's better than my time spent fighting
God's been kind of a dick these days
Or I've just been in the way
It doesn't matter, cause what happens just happens
It just so happens
No, don't cry for me
I'm got a new skill of invisibility
I've been feeling pretty dead inside
I just hope that it lasts this time
My brains all blew out but it feels fine
Without those walls and wires of mine
Do me a solid and don't ask me what I want
You already know it so just take it or leave it
Just take it, just take it
No, don't cry for me
I've got a new skill of invisibility
Relief from my joy
Release from my sorrow
Freedom from yesterday
A loss of tomorrow
I guess right now I will do this
I guess right now I will do this
There isn't too much that I miss
Step back slack jaw clenched fist
No, don't cry for me
I've got a new skill of sleeping peacefully
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Juice
02:50
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Thank you to everyone who really fucked my life up
Every time you have your fun
I just redesign some
And the desert air
Won't let me forget that it's there
But the sprawling sky
Lets in plenty of light
Without you
Oh, what is it actually do?
You just suck
But I sample the sour and learn so much
And what I need today
Is for all of you to just go away
But if you hadn't destroyed
I wouldn't have the space to create
I fuckin love you
Thanks for being so confused
And when you weren't
Thanks for fighting for me to lose
I fuckin love you
Thanks for being so confused
And when you weren't
Thanks for fighting for me to lose
Thank you to everyone who gave me your lemons
Every time I juice em up my friends reap the benefits
And I cut my hair
Wipe my phone and wash my pillows
To learn to breathe
And keep you the fuck away from me
Without you
I have so much time to do
The good stuff
And down in the quiet, I learn so much
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Slides
02:44
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Fresh squeezed
My favorite place to be
Seeping
Into selected volumes around me
Finally
There's open space under the sink
Nobody but cream for my company
Let me push you on the swing
Before my plans for the evening
Sit on my handlebars sweetie
They've been treated with vitamin C
Oh, the sunlight
So silly when she slides
Put your hands up for the hills
We can dance and flush our pills
If you get nervous that's ok
It all ends sometime anyway
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