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Not That Crazy
02:51
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I am a stereotypically depressed woman sobbing in her car in a grocery store parking lot as I realize whenever I connect and he can understand the way that I am, he doesn't wanna get in deep with me.
But all these optimists and creeps who like the pictures and do not understand the world say, "I like my girls a little crazy..." Well fuck you, I'm not that crazy.
I am reasonably upset considering how we live. I am reasonably upset for all that's in front of me, so just let me cry in my car as I take it all in. I'm just overflowing. I am overflowing.
My parents can't believe it's this same shit again, driving to the city to pick me up because I'm stuck as I realize my body doesn't work and I can't see 2 ft. in front of me. They don't wanna be my eyes no more.
So they dust off their lies and tell me I'm okay and never ever out of the way. I'm a problem. I feel crazy. This ritual sucks, but I'm not crazy.
I am reasonably upset considering how we live. I am reasonably upset for all that's in front of me, so just let me cry in my car as I take it all in. I'm just overflowing. I am overflowing.
Nothing contains me in my foggy place. Left the way I was, void of grace. Nothing can catch the parts that slip away. I am not the same as I fill the space...
I am reasonably upset considering how we live. I am reasonably upset for all that's in front of me, so just let me cry in my car as I take it all in. I'm just overflowing. I am overflowing.
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Sweaty
02:16
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I wake up sweating, but I'm always cold. So I keep myself protected, wrapped in blankets, socks pulled up to my knees.
I'll complain I can feel the lenses freezing to my eyes. When it's 65 laying out in the breeze, I'll tell you I'm dying.
When will you stop listening? Stop taking on everything as your own? How will you treat my body, feed my peace of mind?
Wrap me in your arms, know that is enough. Wrap me in your arms, I know I'm losing my mind...
Sore hands, I'm begging for a lift up off this high beam. And you're there with warmth and comfort, open wide like the flowers of mid-July.
When will you stop listening? Stop taking on everything as your own? How will you treat my body, feed my peace of mind?
Wrap me in your arms, know that is enough. Wrap me in your arms, I know I'm losing my mind... I know I'm losing my mind... I know I'm losing my mind.
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Two Weeks
02:49
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We blamed the winter for our unsolvable problems and you had me believing in spring. You had me denying my nightmares, intuition. Stuck waiting to feel the way you said you'd love me...
The way you said you'd look at me one day. The way you made me feel the first time I felt anything at all.
I liked you first, loved you last. Shameful I hadn't learned from our past...
It took me 2 weeks to be sad, took me 2 weeks to be sad. On the nicest day in spring, I'm thinkin' bout the million things you saw in me you couldn't see in you. Down from my 2 week high, and you're doin' just fine. Down from my 2 week high, and you're doin' just the same...
Now don't you look at me, watch me crying in the grass next to some new boy, just trying to do his best. And I'm hiding from his glance, I'm hiding from the light, stuck waiting to feel the way you broke my heart.
'Cause I don't want him to see me the way you saw me that night, the way you'll see me forever in your mind...
He liked me first, but I'll never love him.
It took me 2 weeks to be sad, took me 2 weeks to be sad. On the nicest day in spring, I'm thinkin' bout the million things you saw in me you couldn't see in you. Down from my 2 week high, and you're doin' just fine. Down from my 2 week high, and you're doin' just the same... Down from my 2 week high, and you're doin' just fine. Down from my 2 week high, and you're doin' just the same.
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4. |
Fade
03:24
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My fingers are swollen, so you can't hold my hand. Sorry we have to sit when my legs won't stand. I stop listening to ringing in my ear. Haven't called the doctor, and I probably won't.
You forget to call, I forget my pills. If we forget each other, that's okay, that's okay....
Stick around for a while, stick around for some years, as we both fade in and out. I like to watch you fade in and out. This is the best i give, this is the way I feel, and you don't seem to mind watching me fade in and out..
You don't make me crazy when you can't hold my hand. You don't have to do that. Never need to try. Don't think that I'll want more. I'm happy with these words. And I don't need a doctor, I don't want the doctor.
You forget to call, I forget my pills. If we forget each other, that's okay, that's okay....
Stick around for a while, stick around for some years, as we both fade in and out. I like to watch you fade in and out. This is the best i give, this is the way I feel, and you don't seem to mind watching me fade in and out..
Stick stick stick stick around..............
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5. |
Smile
04:12
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The closets are left open at night, but we keep the front door locked shut. Every inhabitant is free to move through every room, but can't escape. The 2 of us live well enough together, the 3rd exists without complaint because he feeds for free and can come alive at most anytime in anything.
He enters in the light of the TV screen and billows in the stale smoke of our pipe. I watch as he lingers by my door and I wait and I wait and I wait...
When I feel weak, I let him take over me. Controls me as I'm silent asleep. What I say, what I am, it's all him, who you see I don't know. Could you tell me please? Could you tell me please?
Because I'm not sure I remember who I was when we last met. Did my voice sound strong, or did my smile seem strained? Did my smile seem strained? Because I'm not sure I remember who I was when we last met. Did my voice sound strong, or did my smile seem strained? Did my smile seem strained?
Sifting through pages, scanning every open room hoping to lock eyes with a soul as wavering, detached as mine...
Because I'm not sure I remember who I was when we last met. Did my voice sound strong, or did my smile seem strained? Did my smile seem strained? Because I'm not sure I remember who I was when we last met. Did my voice sound strong, or did my smile seem strained? Did my smile seem strained?
Tell me, who was I when you loved me? Tell me, who was I when you loved me? Did you ever even really love me? Did you ever even really love me... love me?
Because I'm not sure I remember who I was when we last met. Did my voice sound strong, or did my smile seem strained? Did my smile seem strained?
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6. |
Rollerskate
00:50
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Clicking clacking sound that screams from the muscles I have found, straight from the heart of what you are. Together we have journeyed so far.
Sliding slippery slopes, the sensation filling me with hope for better days to come, never again see a day so glum.
When I ride, when I drive faster than feet could take me, I am free, filled with energy, won't you rollerskate with me???? Won't you rollerskate with me??? Rollerskate with me??? Won't you rollerskate with me???
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7. |
18,000
03:06
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21 years old is when the told me I'll never have a baby. I was in love and that seemed important to me then. I couldn't be the woman that they wanted me to be. And for me now, that's okay. But now they're telling me to pray. I said I'm okay... still telling me to pray.
Don't tell me I'll be fine 'cause you're uncomfortable.
Don't tell me to have hope because I already know.
Don't you cringe at my jokes when i need to laugh about my truth.
I'm the one leaving, all you gotta do is say goodbye.
Know it's alright just to say goodbye.
I see girls like me pass away when they're twenty-something. Some find love, but it's hard to let anyone in. Some boys like sick girls, I had one who liked me this way.
Liked to tell me it'll all be okay. Said he would never go away. A tortured atheist still telling me to pray.
Don't tell me I'll be fine 'cause you're uncomfortable.
Don't tell me to have hope because I already know.
Don't you cringe at my jokes when i need to laugh about my truth.
I'm the one leaving, all you gotta do is say goodbye.
Know it's alright just to say goodbye.
As nice as they may sound, words are not medicine.
As nice as they may sound, words are not medicine.
Keep me alive, 18,000 just to see if I'm doing alright.
Keep me alive, 18,000 just to see if I'm doing alright.
Don't tell me I'll be fine 'cause you're uncomfortable.
Don't tell me to have hope because I already know.
Don't you cringe at my jokes when i need to laugh about my truth.
I'm the one leaving, all you gotta do is say goodbye.
Know it's alright just to say goodbye.
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8. |
Good Boys
03:51
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I don't want a good boy, why would I want a good boy? Don't want to smile sweetly to myself when he calls on time. Shows up early to a date, greets me early in the morning. Why would I want that, why would I want that? I don't want a good boy, don't understand the good boy life.
Just wanna soak in my deep anxiety, cry myself to sleep. Wondering why I want you, why I want you, why I want you....
So get out good boys, run away. Get out good boys, get out my yard ya good boys. So get out good boys, run away. Get out good boys, get out my yard ya good boys.
I don't want a good boy 'cause I'd miss this pain too much. I love to lie awake at night wondering if you're still alive. Thinking, am I good enough or am I too good enough? That's what I want babe, that's what I want babe. I don't want a good boy, fine with the worst boy...
Just wanna soak in my deep anxiety, cry myself to sleep. Wondering why I want you, why I want you, why I want you....
So get out good boys, run away. Get out good boys, get out my yard ya good boys. So get out good boys, run away. Get out good boys, get out my yard ya good boys.
No good boys. No bad boys. No rad boys. No boys at all.
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9. |
Take Care
03:13
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We all want to be your shoulder to cry on. We all want to be the one you need when it seems you just cannot go on. Show you understanding, meet all your demands best we can, hold your hand at the party, try to fit the part to fix your heart.
But boy this shit is draining, and I can't wait until it rains. Boy this shit is draining, and I can't wait until it rains.
We always let it go on too long. We always get past the point of love where we don't belong. Where it's obligations, mind fuck frustration honey. Cannot be alone, infiltrations prevent me from seeing that anyone else exists.
And boy this shit is draining, and I can't wait until it rains. Boy this shit is draining, and I can't wait until it rains.
If you hated me to much, why did you stay so long? If you hated me so much, why did you stay???
I am not untrue, I took care of you. I am not untrue, I took care of you.
Some boys like rain, some boys like thunder, some boys like anyone under them. You liked the rain, you needed thunder, and I stayed under for much too long. Some boys like rain, some boys like thunder, some boys like anyone under them. You liked the rain, you needed thunder, and I stayed under for much too long.
If you hated me to much, why did you stay so long? If you hated me so much, why did you stay???
I am not untrue, I took care of you. I am not untrue, I took care of you.
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10. |
Alright
01:12
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When you figure your shit out, I hope you find the better version of me. I hope that when she cries, you'll know just what to do. I hope she's not too much for you.
When we get a little older, I hope we can be good friends. I hope I don't get jealous when you open up for her. I hope she has no problem with me.
There's nothing wrong with me. There's nothing wrong with you. I don't think I can say goodbye, I just want to talk to you about how much I wanna die. Is that alright, is that alright, is that alright?!
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Bad Larrys Danvers, Massachusetts
Emily - Guitar & Vocals
Margot - Bass & Vocals
Zoe - Drums &
Vocals
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