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Sometimes (Meadow)
03:14
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Capo 2
G D G C G D Em chorus C G Em C G whatever
Sometimes I like to stay home, most days I’ll say I’m fine
But really I just feel alone, and choose to ignore the signs
I see my friends and family, passing me by miles at a time
They tell me I should be more manly, and try to reclaim what’s mine
But sometimes, but sometimes, I’ll sing this song I wish that you would sing along,
But I’ve been trying for so long, and still you won't admit you're wrong
The lessons I learned as I grew up, have stuck with me all my life
To always make time for feelings to develop, and to not always live in strife
But most days that seems a little hard to do, especially when I hate you
So I’ll find better ways for myself to get through, and listen to goodbye lulu
But sometimes, but sometimes, I’ll sing this song I wish that you would sing along,
But I’ve been trying for so long, and still you won't admit you're wrong
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2. |
Fly away (Meadow)
03:04
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3. |
Emo song (Meadow)
02:30
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Capo 2 or 3 I think
Am C F C Em
Life sucks and I know it so I'll smoke a few cigarettes hopefully by the time I'm done, I won't be so depressed
Cause maybe I'm wrong and nothing will take the pain away
I went to school, and listened patiently to all the words they had to say
But that still couldn't keep all these horrid thoughts at bay
I learned all I could but I'm still in the same old fucking place
So maybe college was the wrong decision and I should find another way, because nothing else has offered me a better means of escape. And maybe you were right and I should just let it go, perhaps then all of these thoughts I have will freeze just like the snow
But at the end of the road, when all is said and done, will I be happy just like you and will I get to have some fun?
Well I don't know, but the only thing that I feel could be true, is maybe life will get better if its my head that I shoot
And should I just give up if there's nothing I can do?
Cause I don't think that I'll ever see a perfect world, just like you
There's killers wearing badges, and they’re killing just for fun, living their lives by the crooked nozzles of their fucking guns
Can I say I've had enough and just turn my head away, from all the evil things that I've been forced to set eyes on today
Or maybe that won't change a good god damn fucking thing, so all that's left for me is the bullshit that the words I sing will bring.
You could try to scream at me, try to tell me that I’m free, but I won’t be fooled when I see the shackles all around me
And my shitty life has become such a perfect fucking mess, and all I know these days are words like oppressed and stress
So aim your gun at me and show me the meaning of death, and I promise you I will smile as I take my final breath.
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4. |
Letting go (Meadow)
03:41
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Capo 1 C G Am G F
Well most nights, I can’t sleep until that sun comes up
Most relationships I can’t complete because my insecurities erupt
You can try to teach me better, or offer my heart some shelter
But you won’t be able to save me, and you will fail to the nth degree
When I was young and brave, I used to believe that it was me who’d save
The world and all it’s people, but they cling too tightly to their steeples
So I’m letting go, there’s no more effort for me to show
I used to search far and wide for the tools I need to survive
And Yeah life is great at times, and I’d love to be free
But all I’ve found in this world is fucking pain and agony
And sure I can hold my friends close or just take a breath,
But all I’ll find are dead ends so I’ll drink myself to death.
Ask me and I’ll tell you it don’t make sense,
this big monster of a machine, that they call government
Or how about the people of this land, bowing and following its every command
Good people of the world you must rise, use your own judgement
You weren’t born with these chains, they forced them into your brains
Stand with me and we’ll sing of the better world their demise will bring
So I’m letting go, there’s no more effort for me to show
I used to search far and wide for the tools I need to get by
And Yeah life is great at times, and I’d love to be free
But all I’ve found in this world is fucking pain and agony
And sure I can hold my friends close or just take a breath,
But all I’ll find are dead ends so I’ll drink myself to death.
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5. |
Nerd anthem (Meadow)
02:47
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Capo 3 Am F C G
More and more, I hear the words
Hang in there, raise that chin
And more and more, I see the nerds
Finding it unfair, that they should be trapped within
This inescapable sense of fear, let these words ring loud and clear
Because we’re gonna find a way out of here
Day by day, I see and feel the rage
In myself and others who are locked in this cage
You don’t have to let world tell you what to do
They don’t know how you feel, they’ve never been inside your shoes
A missing key ain’t synonymous with not being free
Let’s break out and show the world all that we can be
So bit by bit, we’re getting tired of this shit
The names are getting old, and our tempers are about to slip
It’s not like we have had to deal with this since the day we were born
It’s not like with each taunt and joke, our hearts are torn
Well inch by inch, we get closer to your doors
One day we will be mopping your blood off these floors
And you will regret all the pain that you so selfishly caused
But I won’t feel bad, watching you writhe, and my heart so paused
Don’t let them tell you that this is just another stupid fucking tantrum
Stare them right in their eyes and shout no this is our nerd anthem
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I was born with white Privilege
So I don't know what I'm talking about
When I speak about social injustice
And all I ever do is write a fucking Facebook post about how I feel
And these are the cynical years
Where I think that the world revolves around what I have to say
What the fuck do I have to say for myself
When I don't know what I'm talking about
I was born in a bubble
Of wealth and success
Everything laid out for
The rest of my life
But instead I said
fuck all of that
I’d rather be my own
self made fuckin’ man
My cynical years will be the end of me
The world will soon cease to revolve
and what the fuck will I say for myself
I still won’t know what I’m talking about
I was born with some income
That could be disposed of
And never thought of
Getting a job
And though hard times have fallen
On me and my family
I still have the privilege to
Keep me afloat
And these are the cynical years
Where I think that the world revolves around what I have to say
What the fuck do I have to say for myself
When I don't know what I'm talking about
One day I'll leave this bubble
And see the real world
Find out what I'm
Capable of
It won't be too much
Thanks to white ignorance
Just call me another
Millennial
My cynical years will be the end of me
The world will soon cease to revolve
and what the fuck will I say for myself
I still won’t know what I’m talking about
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7. |
Indoctrinated (Bambi)
02:25
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From Rodney to Michael Brown
To every cop in every town
That assumes they wear the crown
All you do is get us down
Oppress us repress us
degrade us and shame us
beat us defeat us
misuse us mistreat us
We stay at the bottom
when we should be equals
We should be lawless
All government is evil
Time to make us legal
time to make us free
time to abolish government
Let’s bring in Anarchy!
We don’t need no forties
we don’t need no weed
but don’t worry about that
we can still party
Let’s drink all their whisky and smoke all their weed
forget all about that American Greed
Let’s say what we do is anarchy
Let’s say what we do is living free
From the East to the West Coast
We are all beat down
made to think we can be governed
made to think we need a crown
indoctrinate us
with messages of evil
Facist Capitalist
and no such thing as Anarchist
We’re thrown into the pits
of money and greed
Let’s climb our way out
so we can be freed
Time to live together
in peaceful harmony
time for equality
time for Anarchy
We don’t need no forties
we don’t need no weed
but don’t worry about that
we can still party
Let’s drink all their whisky and smoke all their weed
forget all about that American Greed
Let’s say what we do is anarchy
Let’s say what we do is living free
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Life is a bitch
You must be related
Look at yourself
And what you've created
You made a cynical teen
Filled with anger and fear
And hatred and doubt
And slit wrists and tears
And so I write a song
Just to say fuck you
Fuck all of everything
You will ever do
And you’re only one
of the many who broke me
one of the many
who will fucking kill me
You said don't take the lords name in vain
But the lords blood courses through my veins
This whiskey and weed will steal all my pain
And keep me from going in fucking sane
Everyone loves you but I fucking don’t
You’re ignorant and arrogant and so full of shit
So don’t expect me to give you affection
All you get is my entire rejection
And you’re only one
of the many who broke me
one of the many
who will fucking kill me
Your veins course with Vicodin and vvyanse
and no hope in life you have no fucking chance
All of these drugs will keep you in a trance
You’re fucking up your life fast in advance
and you’re only one
of the many who broke me
one of the many
who will fucking kill me
Every one of you destroyed my life
Bring my wrists an inch closer to a knife
You can not save me you can not change me
You can only continue to destroy me
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SUICIDAL CREATIONISM
So on that first day God created light
But my dear lord that sun shone too bright
And after many of his lonely blinding days
God created dark stormy nights
And on that second day God made the lands green
They stretched as far and wide as he had ever seen
All of it surrounded him he did not know what to do
So God decided to create marijuana too
On day three god sparked a blunt
And he realized he was a bit behind
So in his daze God got overwhelmed
And then he accidentally created stress
On day four God wanted company
So he created some friends
Adam and Eve they had one track minds
And God said that was good
His new friends got stressed and depressed
On day five they were looking for more
So they ditched him, they left God behind
In search of real intellect
On day six, God got a little mad
And then he brought some evil to this world
He brought in weapons war and anger and fear
To try and get back at his friends
On day 7 he divided us with nations
He gave us our greed and then he made corporations
He made us ignorant to race creed and sex
He made sure to destroy his creations
God realized everything he did
He felt all of his regret
So he took his newly made weapons
And put a fucking gun to his head
And now god is dead
God is dead
God is dead
He put a fucking gun to his head.
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10. |
Upper Crust Punk (Bambi)
04:03
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Fuck the police
fuck the social structures
that prey on the lower class
Fuck the bigots fuck the racists
the sexist xenophobes
but not literally cause do we really want them to breed?
Fuck the hate
fuck the anger
fuck the irony
of this hateful song while I preach peace sorry this is irrelevant
I can’t write about your struggle or your strife
I’m just a young kid who has a pretty decent life
An upper crust punk drinking cheap whisky all night
I go to work 30 hours a week
and maybe life can get pretty bleak
but i still have money for car insurance alcohol and weed
I have a handful of friends and a nice little house
Don’t argue with the cops I’m a tiny little church mouse
But I didn’t go to Catholic school so I wasn’t sexually oppressed I’ll masturbate after this
Fuck everything about who i am
This was not the life I had planned
same goes to my mother who wanted more from me
my father doesn’t seem to care too much
about where I end up but he’s a slut
left my family for another gal
I bury my emotions like a dog with a bone
I eat them up when I’m alone
To shit them out in 6 to 8 hours
then I lay in my bed with a flask in my hand
liquor store supplies i demand
to fill up my veins with it
a cliche angsty punk in his basement
screaming with a guitar venting about nonsense
when’s the last time that I had sex?
The cops have yet to arrest me
The Catholic priests never molested me
Never oppressed so I never understand
The anger the hate and the fear of the many
White privilege? No thanks I’ve had plenty
I’d prefer equality
but that’s an easy sentence to say unless you’re black, trans or gay
Then people say you’re just complaining
Then say that racism doesn’t exist it’s not that bad you’re getting pissed about shit that doesn’t matter
We know it does and people hate change
anything new to them seems strange
sorry that we can’t rise up
but let’s not make this political
punk like that’s stereotypical
is this really even punk?
this song is C Am F G
is it folk punk to you it’s folk punk to me
but i’m really just droning on.
I'm an anarchist so i don't like structure
No chorus no verse I really have fucked this up from what I planned what I thought I would do
Does this shit seem pointless to you? Me too.
I can’t write about your struggle or your strife
I’m just a young kid who has a pretty decent life
An upper crust punk drinking cheap whisky all night
I go to work 30 hours a week
and maybe life can get pretty bleak
but i still have money for car insurance alcohol and weed
I have a handful of friends and a nice little house
Don’t argue with the cops I’m a tiny little church mouse
But I didn’t go to Catholic school so I wasn’t sexually oppressed I’ll masturbate after this
Cause I’m a tiny little church mouse
But I didn’t go to Catholic school so I wasn’t sexually oppressed
I know that I’m gonna masturbate after this
Gonna masturbate after this!
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