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How to Write a Good Bio
01:40
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When you swiped in my direction
I couldn't help but meet your eyes
I was just a bit worried
That you'd see through my disguise
I'm awkward, but friendly
Most times I'm silly
I'm an over thinker
I don't like when people
Don't use their blinkers
I'm not so good at talking
Or saying things in a text
But I'll write you a letter
And send it through the post
It'll be there in two days
So you can read my love notes
I have bad vision
I cant read any signs
I've got a birth on my nose
As bright as what the future holds
I'm as stubborn as an ox
I can't read analog clocks
I stay out late
And hate myself the next day
I know this bio seems so old
But I've been told
That I'm awkward and friendly
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Baked and Buttery
03:30
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Terrifying scene
Of lovely little well spaced lies
Words try to escape
And form themselves in proper ways
Walks head down without a question
Looking for the next day
What do you have left to say
Sleep is out of the question now
Force yourselves to stare at lights at night
And the words you have to say
Force yourself you gotta stay awake
Can you let this get some rest
Correct me after my time in bed
Let me sleep knowing that I am right for once
What do you have left to say
Something bitter sweet I guess
So let me just get use to the taste
How many times must I feel included
How many times must I feel included
And the words you have to say
Force yourself you gotta stay awake
Can you let this get some rest
Correct me after my time in bed
Let me sleep knowing that I am right for once
What do you have left to say
Something bitter sweet I guess
So let me just get use to the taste
To the taste
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3. |
Next Door
03:04
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You had your camera pointed at the floor
You lived in Ft Lauderdale right next door
You said you wanted so much more
That I could not, give if I tried
So I’ll sit and wait another year will go by
And I’ll claw out my eyes, so maybe
Maybe maybe maybe I’ll be free again
To see again
What do you wanna do me in for?
Don’t you see we’re turning this around?
No! I won’t keep quiet
Don’t you see we’re turning this around
So I stared into those eyes
And then I realized, that there’s a
Version of myself that doesn’t think at all
That doesn’t speak at all
Or even feels at all
So I’ll sit and wait
A few more years will go by
And I’ll claw out my eyes
Then maybe maybe maybe
I’ll be free again, to see again
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4. |
Favorite Art
02:46
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A color quite not like you
Appears in front of me
I'm not really sure if I like it
But it's suddenly blinding me
I tried to switch up my reservation
Why does this take so long
Will I ever come back to defeat this
Never found out where to sit
It's a shame you won't come back the same
Every summer things tend to change
It's a shame you went away
You went away
But I feel like I'm starting to get better
I feel, I feel,
I feel like I'm draining the color out of my favorite art
It feels like I'm draining the color out of my favorite art
In every dream I have
You look the same to me
In every sleep I have
The better I start to feel
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5. |
Hear Me Leave (3:00 am)
04:16
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Left at 3:00 am
Crawled right outta your bed bed
Wish I didn’t have to leave
Love to spend my nights so free
You think I’m so funny
I don’t understand
I say the same 3 jokes
That pop into my head
You think I’m so funny
I don’t understand
I say the same 3 jokes
That pop into my head
It’s 3:00 am
I have to go
I kiss you on the forehead
You said please don’t forget to lock my door
As you pull me back in for more
But if I don’t come home again
My aunt will lose her fucking head
But I don’t understand
No I don’t understand
You think I’m so funny
I don’t understand
I say the same 3 jokes
That pop into my head
You think I’m so funny
I don’t understand
I felt this way since the first time
You heard me leave
It’s 3:00 am
I have to go
I crawl out on your bedroom floor
In hopes you don’t hear me leave
It’s 3:00 am
I have to go
I crawl out on your bedroom floor
In hopes you don’t hear me leave
Hear me leave
It’s 3:00 am
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Handsome Thing Pembroke Pines, Florida
Post-Pop from South Florida. Carlos, Luigi, Andrew, and Mel.
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