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Creer
02:43
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Waste away
Misery
Blossom over me
....
Engulfed I am
Of the demons inside my head
You're nothing they said
And I believed them
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Wolf Raised On A Beach
01:49
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I wake bake skate
Surf all day
Let the sun burn my face
Evading specials they can't catch me
Dragging their bicycles on the sand
You're going nowhere fast man
You're going nowhere fast
Just try and stop me
Try and stop me
Skate till I'm hurt
Drink till I'm dumb
Surf till I'm dead
Smoke till I'm numb
I'm the one ruining your families day at the beach
Get off the train
Keep walking straight
Don't even think about heading my way
Skate till I'm hurt
Drink till I'm dumb
Surf till I'm dead
Smoke till I'm numb
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Shed your tears please they don't mean a thing
Look into the eyes of the life you've changed and feel the shame
Because nothing you can say or do will ever be enough
Sitting in the courtroom with your stupid fucking parents
All of a sudden you're not feeling so tough
Looks like you've finally run out of luck
You're just another privileged misogynist fuck
Reverse the blame/ Reverse the shame
They say you were promising but you're just another reason
I'm ashamed to call myself a human being
She shouldn't have to feel this way
Living with what you did everyday
Living with the stares and gossip
It's not her fault she was too drunk
You should have some fucking manners
You should have some manners
Reverse the blame/ Reverse the shame
They say you were promising
Bright future in your path
But when i look at you
I can't help but fucking laugh
...It's time we
Reverse the blame/ Reverse the shame
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The Stranger
04:09
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It's 4AM as I make my way
Across Bleecker and Sullivan
Lipstick on my face, Vomit on my shirt
Wait for the train, Snow begins to fall
As the night starts to hurt
I hate the winter and the cold
I hate myself more than you'd ever know
I'm the stranger in your bed
As you wonder "why'd I go home with him"
That cross dripping from your neck is driving me crazy
Your convictions hanging between your chest don't mean a thing
I know exactly what you want
A position with a view to the ceiling of my room
Excuse me for being rude
I'm just not myself
Left in that basement collecting dust on a shelf
I'm just not myself
Excuse me for being myself
I hate the winter and the cold
I hate myself more than you'd ever know
I'm the stranger in your bed
As you wonder "why'd I go home with him"
I'm surrounded by artists and intellectuals
And I can't take one more minute of their bullshit
Hiding in cafes and dives
Acting out their folk tale lives
Busy with the outside while I'm looking in
I can see all of your illusions
Trap door in the floor, Card up your sleeve
All of it means nothing
Now watch me disappear
I hate the winter and the cold
I hate myself more than you'd ever know
I'm the stranger in your bed
As you wonder "why'd I go home with him"
It's ok because I'm thinking the same fucking thing
Sometimes we do things to hurt ourselves
Sometimes we look in the mirror and don't like what we see
Sometimes we find it hard to exist
Sometimes it's hard to exist
I find it hard to exist
Hard to exist
Exist
Exist
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