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summertime witch
01:00
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everything's a month away, but they're still at my door. tore off the mask that is my face, it's hanging on the wall. what's it like to be alive and rotting to the core? we're still all so high from the heat, but they can't wait for fall. and they're not witches where you're from. wanna see them have some fun?
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beach death II
03:05
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gasping to regen. lungs inside my head. spraypainting satan onto the pavement. oblivion. the glow in your head. snuffed out beach demon. supersonic shred. green bricks from the rave. your house in the waves. sunbathing gleam. i want to dream.
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i think a little too much. my head is turning to mush. i think I’m having a crush. all i wanna do is make her blush. we’re gonna be fine. bled out onto the floor. she’s always wanting more. she’s so pretty, i just adore her. her hair’s all washed out with gore.
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don't melt
01:33
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when i wake up from a crashed car, you can see me throwing dark arts. all the waves out hit too hard. all the surfers going too far. get my head straight on. all my cash spent, never painless. where your head went, never famous.
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immortal goth (new)
01:36
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wrap your arms around me. wrap me around your fingers. put your hand in mine, and stab till i feel something. but she’s so bored now. she’s somewhere warm now. she’s aboard now. she’s immortal now.
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julie
02:49
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i think that it’s been enough. the pavement is getting rough. no fade, dead on the bluff. ripped up, my jeans are cuffed. my face going in the dirt. tripping in my sweatshirt. wasting my time getting hurt. shaking from my bleeding nerves.
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psychic soda
02:23
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let me tell you what i think about it. every morning i wake up and feel like shit. all the whispers that you shoot to me make me burst apart, just a little bit. waste our time till you break my phone and i’ll drown on the beach under your glow. so sick of being on my own, but you’ll come with me and i'll still feel alone. wanna tell you how i feel about it. i’ll do whatever you want to get me off the kick. all the tricks you use to set me free, reminding me of when your hair was short again. waste our time till you wanna get stoned, and i’ll drown on the beach under your glow. house is warm and your hands are cold, they’re getting colder and i’ll always be alone. i’m sick of writing songs about you.
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head wounds
02:50
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and i’ll get haunted in my bass drum dream. static coming through while i sleep. i’ll lay awake and count the hours, astral project myself into the flowers. i’ll pour a bottle over a grave. wanna get broken by a tidal wave. drink some perfume to get rid of the gloom. freaking out because the stars are spelling doom.
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new year
03:14
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(vocals by mikey from wasted space)
everything’s included when nothing exists. existing only because, let’s face it, you haven’t lived. you haven’t lived and you haven’t found what you want. fallen under your bed, wrapped in dollar bills and wrapping papers, scribbled with cuts and dotted lines, a map of the world to blanket yourself when june disappears. it’s a new year. accept nothing, except nothing. you’re awake and your blanket is on the floor. you can be alive.
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