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Meghan Cody - Bratty B
01:48
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Pick up the phone
I wanna talk
About my day
It really sucked
The sun was out
I thought I was fine
But then you slipped
Into my mind
I wanna see you
But I know I can't
'Cause you're not home
You're never home
I can't remember
Why you left
And why you took
Back all your stuff
I'm sorry I lost
Your favorite t-shirt
I'll buy you a new one
A better one
Pick up the phone
I wanna talk
About how I miss you
I miss you so much
Hop on a plane
Come back and see me
I promise I won't be such a brat
I promise I won't be such a brat
If I promise you anything, I promise you that
I promise you that I won't be a brat
If I promise you anything, I promise you that
I miss you
written by Bethany Cosentino
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I wanna get high with you in my room
I want it to rain
I wanna stay in bed today
I will change my name
I'm counting down the weeks
Until you come home
A miracle's gonna come save me
It's the only way
I wanna build a place in you
Where i can be made new
I wanna sleep until it ends
I won't make new friends
written by Teen Suicide
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We are the perfect people, we are a match
We are the perfect people, we are a match
I am a perfect person, I am a match
I am a perfect person, I am a cat
We are the perfect people, we are a match
We are the perfect people, don't shoot the cat
I am a perfect person, I am a catch
I am a perfect person, I am a catch
We are the perfect people, we are a match
We are the perfect people, don't shoot the cat
I am a perfect person, I am a match
I am a perfect person, I am a cat
written by Nathan Williams
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Tom Shreve - Go Easy
03:06
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I had some friends and they had to leave alone.
All of these songs, what do they mean to me?
Does anybody want me?
Does anybody need me at all?
Does anybody love me?
Does anybody know me at all?
Troubled waters lie ahead.
Travel further - stay in bed.
Go easy, Vinny. Live your life.
Take your time.
I wanna go to a place that I know will have sunny days.
I'm lost in this world and I can't get out
Oh no!
I want you to go easy, baby.
Let's go easy.
Come on...
written by The Guru
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This is the closest to this friend that I've been
I hope you find it greener ground and bluer skies
I hope you don't think less of me
If I'm cold I don't want to watch you go
I'll cry until I can't see the whites in your eyes
Two more years, two more years
We'll be old enough to know better
Young enough to pretend
This is the last of my letters
I hope you find my home
I hope you're the first one in it
I know it won't be the same
And I'll be there if you need anything at all
You want to be
Run around the world with me
State your distance but it's not a million miles away
If this is what will really make you happy
Then I'll say that we'll be
Old enough to know better
Young enough to pretend
This is the last of my letters
Until I see you, see you again
written by The Get Up Kids
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For I am an engine and I'm rolling on
Through endless revisions to state what I mean
For sweetness alone who flew out through the window
And landed back home in a garden of green
You're riding alone in the back of a steamer
And steaming yourself in the warm shower spray
And water rolls on off the round captain's belly
Who's talking to tigers from his cafeteria tray
And sweet babies cry for the cool taste of milking
That milky delight that invited us all
And if there's a taste in this life more inviting
Then wake up your windows
And watch as those sweet babies crawl away
written by Jeff Mangum
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I cant lay in bed all night wishing you were dead
And i cant lay in bed
I can put my foot in my mouth
And yeah hibernation sometimes they make me anxious
But you've gone away enough i need you back
Look who's stuck in fools hope we are
We are we are we are fuck you
You and me by the juniper tree on the lawn where i grew up
Easy is as easy does and i wont fuck with that shit no more
written by Sirs
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Hanalune - 12 Feet Deep
04:11
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You are water twelve feet deep and I am boots made of concrete
We'll wear cool clothes that show some skin,
Flash a fake, so we'll both get in
Now we're dancing, we're so drunk
We are so cool, we are so punk
And yes, we can keep living like this.
As long as you're here I will live like this.
Since when did "I wanna hear your voice" not become a good excuse?
Calling you three in the morning, laugh at sleep that we'll both lose
Maybe college won't work out, I can come live at your house
I'm supposed to be at class now but my roommate just passed out
And I cannot get in my room, get all my books and what I need
You're all I need but I am pretty sure your parents will never see
I'll let it be, 'cause it was never meant to be
I'll let it be.
Because you are water twelve feet deep and I am boots made of concrete
We'll wear cool clothes that show some skin,
Flash a fake, so we'll both get in
Now we're dancing, we're so drunk
We are so cool, we are so punk
And yes, we can keep living like this.
As long as you're here I will live like this.
I get left out, I get left out of every plan they make
That is what I have to do
Be the only kid from school who is still in love with you
Maybe college won't work out, I can come live at your house
I'm supposed to be at class now but my roommate just passed out
And I cannot get in my room, get all my books and what I need
You're all I need but I am pretty sure your parents will never see
I'll let it be, 'cause it was never meant to be
Because you are water twelve feet deep and I am boots made of concrete
We'll wear cool clothes that show some skin,
Flash a fake, so we'll both get in
Now we're dancing, we're so drunk
We are so cool, we are so punk
And yes, we can keep living like this.
As long as you're here I will live like this
written by The Front Bottoms
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