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i wanna get out of this place
punch myself in the face
i ran in the human race and i totally lost
i gotta pay the cost for the way that i feel
guess it's not a big deal
i wanna get behind the wheel
but we all know i can't drive
it's funny that i'm still alive
because i can't even survive without somebody's hand to hold
and i think i'm getting too old
to be pretending to be cool
and to be liking boyz like you
idk what my deal is, but i seem to only go for complicated romances
i got a bloody nose from blowing all my chances
the things on my mind i'm not gonna do, but god, i want you to want me to
and if i seem a little strange, it's probably just 'cause i watch too much tv
let's be real, i don't think it'll do me any harm
liking your superficial charm
or how you made me feel your arm
just to prove that it got stronger
i can't be out any longer
i really should be getting home
so i can call up all my friends
to analyze signals you sent
and how your eyes look different when you like what you're talking about
and i'm sorta freaking out
sorry, i didn't mean to shout
did i say all of that out loud?
starting to really hate myself
but i really should call her
laugh that you think you got taller since you went away to school
idk why i think that's sweet
or why i like how you've always got something to say
and how you call me Rae
and how your voice seems to change based on the time of day and whether or not you're comfortable
idk what my deal is, but i seem to only go for complicated romances
i got a bloody nose from blowing all my chances
the things on my mind i'm not gonna do, but god, i want you to want me to
and if i seem a little strange, it's probably just because i want you to like me like those people on the tv like each other
if i seem a little strange, it's probably just 'cause i watch too much tv
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i always get my teeth knocked out by the words of a liar
turns out, it wasn't my heart; it was cannon fire
i always say i'll run, my friend
but if you come around again, i'm sure i'd stay still
i'd stay
will i still be irrelevant to you in December as i am in May?
if i tie my tennis shoes, will i still trip over the words to say?
you broke inside and killed my men
but if you say my name again, i'll be yours
i'll be
will i still be irrelevant to you in December as i am in May?
if i tie my tennis shoes, will i still trip over the words to say?
my china heart i'll never mend
so if you ever love me again, i'll love you too
you broke inside and killed my men
but if you ever love me again, i'll love you too
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identity crisis blues
02:39
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i spent the whole night thinking about someone else
but knowing myself, i wasn't surprised that i still dreamt of you
but i locked you away, stored feelings on a shelf, read about loving myself
and despite that, i'm still left wondering what it is that i should even do
and now i'm light as a board
i'm stiff as a feather
i'm calling them all liars 'cause it never got better
but i'll put on a show; it'll be totally groovy
but everyone knows i steal my words from the movies
got a scared little wolf and three big bad pigs
i try to give off the vibes that you dig
but my mask is glass and they see right through
idk who i am idk what to do
i spent half of today thinking how i drove you away and if knew the things to say or how to do my hair okay or how to pronounce words the right way there'd maybe be a chance you might still want me
but i hear that someone always ends up breaking at the end of the day
and we all know i'd die if that was you
so i guess it's okay that it was me
and now i'm light as a board
i'm stiff as a feather
i'm calling them all liars 'cause it never got better
but i'll put on a show; it'll be totally groovy
but everyone knows i steal my words from the movies
got a scared little wolf and three big bad pigs
i try to give off the vibes that you dig
but my mask is glass and they see right through
idk who i am idk what to do
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sometimes i get all sad
when i picture you happy
in your new, exciting world that's no longer polluted by me
and sometimes i feel guilty
that my parasitic ways
have maybe made it hard for you to reminisce about your high school days
and i used to be someone who'd only regret the things they didn't do
but i guess now that's changed
my foot's so far inside my mouth, i taste the blood from my skinned knees from that one time i fell in love and forgot how to breathe
just know i wouldn't be happy
if someone said you'd been sad
and i'm alright with you just being something nice that i once had
and i don't hate you;
i just hate that life moves pretty fast
and i'm not angry, just nostalgic for something shiny from my past
and i used to be someone who'd only regret the things they didn't do
but now
my foot's so far inside my mouth, i taste the blood from my skinned knees from that one time i fell in love and forgot how to breathe
and speak
and walk
and be a normal person
and handle things correctly
and not screw up situations
i'll play actress; please direct me to the exit
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saving private meg ryan
02:12
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dude chillax
you lost your patience
your Brad Pitt hallucinations
everybody turn and watch me become some darling feminazi
metaphorical sobriety
just go toke up and lie to me
and i'll 86 the poetry about reasonable jealousy
all i'm saying is your head knows best
never follow the thing pumping blood in your chest
if i learned one thing, it would probably be this-
never try to shoot your shot if you think you're gonna miss
how come they say you should follow your heart blindly, but then tell you to find someone who treats you kindly?
maybe that's just for the girls whose heads aren't sick
'cause the thing about that advice is that it sorta contradicts itself
where's the pole?
i'll strip off my rage and cares
since your policies are laissez-UNfair
i'll stop practicing voodoo and cutting off my hair
you'd say it's 'cause as a kid i never learned to share
you'd say it's 'cause as a kid i never learned to share
but all i'm saying is your head knows best
never follow the thing pumping blood in your chest
if i learned one thing, it would probably be this-
never try to shoot your shot if you think you're gonna miss
how come they say you should follow your heart blindly, but then they tell you you should find someone who treats you kindly?
maybe that's just for the girls whose heads aren't sick
the thing about that advice is that it like so totally contradicts itself
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Raeann Fetcho Fairfield, Connecticut
"wow, you're still upset about that?"
-anyone who has ever listened to any song i've ever written ever
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