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Laughing At Your Funeral
02:57
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You're dead and that's a shame
But I can't help but crack a smile
Can't help but crack a joke
Can't help but laugh for a little while
I'm getting dirty looks
From everyone you knew
But I can't help but think
That it's what you'd be doing too
I'm rolling on the floor
While you're rolling in your grave
Nobody thinks it's funny
But you loved to misbehave
Life's too short to follow rules
And fit the social norm
The rest of us aren't dead just yet
I bet you're still lukewarm
Laughing at your funeral
Not out of disrespect
And I'm not trying to be cruel
I'm laughing at your funeral
'Cause crying bummed you out
And you thought dark humor was cool
You always said, if you were dead
You'd want us all to smile
Crack open a beer
And go get into something wild
You said, "Grieving is for pussies,
Even if you're out of luck.
And if you don't agree with me,
Then you can go get fucked!"
Laughing at your funeral
Not out of disrespect
And I'm not trying to be cruel
I'm laughing at your funeral
'Cause crying bummed you out
And you thought dark humor was cool
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2. |
You Can't Hurt Me
02:47
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You can't hurt me
Because I'm trying so hard constantly
I'm a master masochist
Hell bent on apathy
A self-loathing atheist
I don't believe in me
Lend me a hand
And I'll lend you my whip
My paddles, my restraints
I just wanna be detained
While you're beating out my brains
Because my pleasure
Has always been my pain
I'm fixated on a fix
I'm a hopeless nihilist
Antidotally inept
My whole life, I've never slept
I'm the poisoned idea
Conflicting my interest
A resolution in regress
A helping hand around my neck
A helping hand around my neck
Dissatisfaction guaranteed
Entropy within the scheme
The sardonic relief
Who lost hope
And lost belief
I'm the cure for cancer
If the cure was a disease
You can't hurt me
If I can't hurt me
You can't hurt me
You can't hurt me
Because I'm trying so hard constantly
I'm a master masochist
Hell bent on apathy
A self-loathing atheist
I don't believe in me
I'm fixated on a fix
I'm a hopeless nihilist
A resolution in regress
A helping hand around my neck
A helping hand around my neck
You can't hurt me
Because my pleasure
Has always been my fucking pain
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3. |
Breakfast In Dread
02:24
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Waking up Monday morning
Mourning Sunday, yet again
Yeah, I know this reeling feeling
By this point, it's my best friend
It's as if I cut the rope
And let the anchor draw me in
To the sea of my unhappiness
Another wasted day begins with
Breakfast in dread
Fighting a war inside my head
I'm treading water
In boots made out of lead
I'm having breakfast in dread
(Breakfast in dread)
Fighting a way inside my head
(War inside my head)
I'm treading water
In boots made out of lead
Now that Monday's come and gone
Tuesday and Wednesday drag along
And I was thirstier on Thursday
For this feeling to move on
And by Friday I was drowning
In the liquor I was downing
And I don't remember Saturday
But Sunday's bound to bring another
Breakfast in dread
Fighting a war inside my head
I'm treading water
In boots made out of lead
I'm having breakfast in dread
(Breakfast in dread)
Fighting a way inside my head
(War inside my head)
I'm treading water
In boots made out of lead
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4. |
Word Vomit
02:07
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You might say that I'm an asshole
And that's your choice to make
But I wouldn't say a word behind your back
That I haven't already said to your face
You were kind enough
To hold back my hair
But I can't hold my tongue
So I just let you have it there
Word vomit or
Real vomit, I
Can't tell
But I probably don't want it
Word vomit or
Real vomit, I
Can't predict it
So, I'm probably gonna bomb it
Go tell all your friends
I'm gonna spill it all
My face is on the toilet seat
My drinks are on the wall
It's probably not the time
Or place for heart to hearts
But seven rum and cokes ago
I took a break from being smart
Word vomit or
Real vomit, I
Can't tell
But I probably don't want it
Word vomit or
Real vomit, I
Can't predict it
So, I'm probably gonna bomb it
Word vomit or
Real vomit, yeah
Goddamn
Really wish I hadn't started
Word vomit or
Real vomit, I
Didn't mean to
But I guess I'm being honest
I guess I'm being honest
I guess I'm being honest
Wish I'd just puked
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5. |
Sirens
02:50
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The needles 'round your heart
Prick my fingers
And I plunge in deep
But the tremor lingers
Have I done enough
Or far too much
Is it too late to go back now?
Is it too late to go back now?
And the sirens were quiet for you
Yeah the sirens were quiet for you
Deserved a wailing, kicking
Screaming procession
And a mess and a fight
And a raging ascension
But the sirens were quiet for you
Yeah the sirens were quiet for you
Shove the 40's in the trunk
And I pray they don't check
But your hands are tied
Around my neck
Drown beneath the seats
And my stomach feels sick
Is it too late to go back now?
Is it too late to go back now?
And the sirens were quiet for you
Yeah the sirens were quiet for you
Deserved a wailing, kicking
Screaming procession
And a mess and a fight
And a raging ascension
But the sirens were quiet for you
Yeah the sirens were quiet for you
The needles 'round your heart
Prick my fingers
And I plunge in deep
But the tremor lingers
Have I done enough
Or far too much
Is it too late to go back now?
Is it too late to go back now?
Is it too late to go back now?
And the sirens were quiet for you
Yeah the sirens were quiet for you
Deserved a wailing, kicking
Screaming procession
And a mess and a fight
And a raging ascension
But the sirens were quiet for you
Yeah the sirens were quiet for you
The sirens were quiet for you
The sirens were quiet for you
Yeah the sirens were quiet for you
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6. |
Last Ten Bucks
02:32
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Well, I settled the score
But I still want more
'Cause it just doesn't get me
Like it did before
So I call up my guy
But it's late at night
And he wants another five
Just for making the drive
And I may not feel it now
With my pockets all turned out
But I'm glad I spent
My last ten bucks on you
I gave it all away
Just to get you to stay
And I learned a lot of things
About myself that way
True family and friends
Stick it out 'til the end
And even though we fell apart
I know I'm better for it
There's no need to figure out
What was spent back then right now
That's why I'm glad I spent
My last ten bucks on you
Addictions are debilitating
And love is a game you can't win
Baby, I know it's crazy
We're coping by joking
Eloping and choking
We're stuck in the middle
And blindly provoking
Each other in ways
With the bullshit we play
Just be true to yourself
I hope you find your way
'Cause there's no guarantee
That tomorrow will be
One of us may not wake
I guess we'll wait and see
And I may not feel it now
With my pockets all turned out
But I'm glad I spent
My last ten bucks on you
And I know I feel it now
With my life turned inside out
That's why I'm glad I spent
My last ten bucks on you
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7. |
Oddballs
02:36
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When everything feels so shitty
And it's bummin' you out
Don't go lookin' for pity
Just overcome self-doubt
There are monsters among us
Who thrive on the life
That they can suck out of us
But you've gotta fight!
We're all oddballs and weirdos
Anti-heroes and zeroes
Creative and flawed
Believe in yourself
(Not God!)
Damn all the doubters
And religious touters
You're better than any of them
You feel perfectly worthless
Empty and deserted
And I can relate
An ideal disaster
A car crashing faster
The laughter right after
The steps that you take
Takes a toll
You'll come face to face
With the problems you can't erase
The malice
And the malaise
Just keep on staying true
Just keep doing it for you
Just keep counting down the days
'Til you can leave this place
And go
You can go
When everything feels so shitty
And it's bummin' you out
Don't go lookin' for pity
Just overcome self-doubt
There are monsters among us
Who thrive on the life
That they can suck out of us
But you've gotta fight!
We're all oddballs and weirdos
Anti-heroes and zeroes
Creative and flawed
Believe in yourself
(Not God!)
Damn all the doubters
And religious touters
You're better than any of them
We're all oddballs and weirdos
Anti-heroes and zeroes
Creative and flawed
Believe in yourself
Not God
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