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Shots Fired
00:52
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On and on x3
And everything goes wrong
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Dumber
02:12
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Started from the bottom now we're nowhere
Still sleeping on the floor and
Saving money from band merch
And dinners at the burger
King of the contradiction
Stop living in a fiction man
You're going nowhere with this band
I think you need some time alone x2
And i still hope to impress her
Singing about my left hand
And farts
And being broke and getting wasted x2
I think you need some time alone x4
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3. |
Last Summer Sucked
03:57
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What's your fucking problem
And do you think i care
Well i do but in the wrong way
You made me waste a summer
And i feel like
Karma didn't do his work at all
I know you've got your problems
But we're running in circles
Tired and with pant, always going back to the start
I'll bite my tongue with no teeth left
I'll scream with no breath in my chest
And now i'm gone
And you're begging me to stay
So that you can throw away
And burn everything good that's left in me
Now i feel fine
I used to fall but not this time
But not this time, i swear
And now i think i'm changing
I used to swear i'll never do
I guess that's learning, comprehending
Consequences of not spending my time
In different ways, well i should have known
The idea i had of you
It slowly fades and dies
And i curse the daydreams i had those nights
Listening to descendents
In my car, just me and you
And now i'm gone
And you're begging me to stay
So that you can throw away
And burn everything good that's left in me
Now i feel fine
I used to fall but not this time
But not this time, i swear
And you'll hear me on the radio
This voice coming from the stereo
This is not the way it goes
And now there's nothing left (x2)
And you'll hear me on the radio
This voice coming from the stereo
I don't wanna see your face again
And now i'm gone
And you're begging me to stay
So that you can throw away
And burn everything good that's left in me
Now i feel fine
I used to fall but not this time (x2)
But not this time, i swear
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4. |
Apple Pie
03:42
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It makes me wonder why
Why do i hate myself so much
We keep doing the same mistakes
And now again, on and on
We're feeling down and lost tonight
Apologize instead of make excuses everytime
It's not that bad, you have to try
You have to know, a compromise
Is what we need to make things right
Don't fuck my life
I'm getting better
I'm not in love with you
I don't want your letters
I don't want to sleep with you
Last summer changed you
And i know what i said
But the sun goes down and nothing lasts forever
NO ONE x3
Can say that i'm not enough
Can come back like nothing's wrong
Can make me waste my time
Don't want your apple pie my dear
I'm sick of all those nights
Now i feel a winner i thought of you all night long
But you can make me feel dumb even when you're wrong
I think you need some time to grow
I'm getting better
I'm not in love with you
I don't want your letters
I don't want to sleep with you
Last winter changed you
And i know what i said
But the sun goes down and nothing lasts forever
NO ONE x3
Can say that i'm not enough
Can come back like nothing's wrong
Can make me waste my time
Don't want your apple pie my dear
I'm sick of all those nights
NO ONE x3
Can say that i'm not enough
Can come back like nothing's wrong
Can make me waste my time
Don't want your apple pie my dear
I'm sick of all those nights
I'm sick of all those nights x4
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I spent my life dreaming of
A better place to live in
Wings too wide for this chest
Dreams too big for this big city
And everything everything
Feels like i'm gonna leave
Fuck this town x2
And i say
On and on and on
Fuck this town
Everyone's full of shit
They gave up and they're not leaving
Now that they failed they're trying to
Drag me down
And everything everything
Feels like i'm gonna leave
Fuck this town x2
And i say
On and on and on
Fuck this town x2
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Lonely Nights
03:39
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Treat me like a fucked up kid
While you're the only one to blame
Trying to find new ways to fuck my head
Be straight up honest with me
Don't put on this fake romance
Honestly, i never had a chance
I never had a chance
Maybe it's just a selfish thing
You don't owe me anything
The role of the friend just wears me thin
But i feel patethic, why?
I'm the shoulder where you cry
When you break up with that other guy
For the tenth fucking time
And all those lonely nights
Now they just wear me out
Don't say you love me
You don't know what you're talking bout
And all those lonely nights
Now they just wear me out
Don't say you love me
You can't see what's wrong in this
Whoa, don't tell me that there's nothing wrong
I can't take it anymore
And i don't want to care
About the times we shared
About the times i shared with you
And now we're all alone into your car
It's 3 AM we've never went so far
Remembering parties all night long
Till i pissed on my neighbor's dog
Those words i wish you never said
"You're the best friend i ever had"
And i know what this means to me
I'll take an apple pie in the bath again
Whoa, don't tell me that there's nothing wrong
I can't take it anymore
And i don't want to care
About the times we shared
About the times i shared with you
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7. |
Helicopter
01:47
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She told me to come over
We were making out
We were in underwear
She told me to turn off the lights
We didn't feel it but
I didn't care too much
But then she starts to fuck
So i did the helicopter
Helicopter helicopter helicopter x3
Suddenly the pee came out
And i kept doing it faster
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