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Real Life
03:20
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You never hear a single word I say
So put your goddamn phone away
I pray
Real life
How could you ever say a thing you mean
When everything you think comes off that screen
My babe
Real life real life real life real life
And if I can't think up a chorus hey
I'll just write the most cliché
Thing I can think of
And if that shit turns out ok
I'm gonna play it all damn day
Til you get sick of
Til you get sick of you get sick of my shit
Real life
How could you ever say a thing you mean
When everything you think comes from a meme
My babe
Real life
You never hear a single word I say
So put your goddamn phone away
I pray
Real life real life real life real life
And if you can't think how to conversate
Go trite and go cliché
Just send a pic of
And if they need more information, babe
Don't trust your own damn brain
I'm fuckin sick of
Hey I got sick of I got sick of your shit
Real life
Ooh i got sick of I got sick of your shit
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Rings A Bell
04:18
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I don't know what love means
But I know the sound
It rings a bell, it makes a scene
I go underground
All my friends make enemies with my enemies and friends
But but but I can't stand the work it means
Trying to find out where the circle ends
Have one last laugh and run free
I don't know what love means
But I know the smell
Such a waste the work it needs
Not to stink like hell
All my friends fall on their knees, trying to make amends
But but but I can't stand the work it means
Trying to find out where the circle ends
Have one last laugh and run free
I don't know what love means
But I know the taste
Poison sugar, sour sweet
Nothing left to chase
All my friends write elegies when I ain't even dead
But but but I can't stand the work it needs
Trying to find out where the circle ends
Have one last laugh and run
Have one last laugh and run free
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Your Hounds
03:35
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For Every Head A Halo
02:31
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All this pressure brings a weight
We'd give anything for rain
Slow day, very dead, lay low
Go pray for every head a halo
Halo
You're a little bit smitten, admit it's true
I hope, I hope, I hope that you don't
Cause god dammit I'm a little bit smitten too
But I don't, but i don't, but I don't wanna know
It's hard not to see every little thing you do
I know, I know, I know where you go
Hey wait a minute who's been stalking who?
Better go, better go, better go it alone
All this pressure brings a weight
Someone let us in, hey wait
No way the fire spreads or the flames grow
Go pray for every head a halo
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Out for blood
To be boiled
Or a witch
To burn
At the stake
By mistake
Little late
Never learn
Be advised, don't buy my bag of bones
Out for blood
Tonight
Open wide
Get right
Wooden stakes
Hearts to break
I'm good
Thirst slaked
Be advised, don't buy my bag of bones
Ain't I just the worst?
It's the best
Oh it's a curse
To be so blessed
I don't need a soul
I guess
God damn it's a curse
To be so blessed
I guess I'm too
Too wicked to rest
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I just want a piece of your time
But you're never alone
And neither am I just want a piece of your mind
But you're never home home home home
Let me live in your house
I just wanna smoke on your dime
But you're already stoned
The look in your eye is all I need to get mine
Hey I'm almost home home home home
Let me live in your house
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Your daddy's got money to burn
And you do too
So pass a little along
And I'll write your daddy a song
And one for you
And two for me
And one for you
Two for me
One for me
None for you
Well there's always more money to earn
But ooh ooh ooh
It's forty hours too much
When you could pony up a little touch
And your means aren't hard to discern
From true true true
So pass a little along
And I'll write your mother a song
And one for you
And two for me
And one for you
Two for me
One for me
None for you
Every pocket's got a hole
So let me hold a hand below
And catch a little money honey
Before it blows away
Well your family's got riches to burn
And you do too
So pass a little along
And I'll write your whole family a song
And one for you
And two for me
And one for you
Two for me
One for me
None for you
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Whole Wide Stupid World
03:19
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Whole wide world
Gone to hell
I found you
All is well
Whole wide world
Gone to piss
I found you
Don't need this
Whole wide world
Lost its shit
I found you
Who needs it
Whole wide world
Lost its mind
I found you
I found mine
Whole wide world
Gone to hell
I lost you
Oh well
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Benjamin Lee Farley Asheville, North Carolina
Never took a lesson in my life. All songs written, played, sung/sang/sing-ed, produced, computerized / all album covers made
by Ben unless otherwise noted.
NONE of my sounds are made with Artificial Intelligence, just a few album covers. Is anybody reading this? If so thank you. If not, then I guess I can say whatever I want because you'll never read it. So fuck you I guess? Just kidding madluv.
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