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A.O.K.
00:37
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Peter Pan Complex
03:30
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I don't wanna grow up, there's too much responsibility
And I don't wanna get up, no I just wanna get some sleep
And I don't really care too much, quite frankly I don't give a fuck
So don't think you can count on me, unmotivated and fucking lazy
Doctor, doctor, I've got a symptom
Where all I wanna do is have fun
Please, please don't try to fix this
I've got the Peter Pan complex
Wanna worry about myself and a girl who's putting me through hell
Don't look at my health and tell me to watch it, I'm doing fine on the pizza diet
Wanna party, wanna rock 'n roll and never do what I'm told
Always hanging with my friends, hoping this summer will never end
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Degenerate Minds
03:52
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Well, I guess I've solved the problem I put a gun to my head
Figured out that the meaning of life is being dead
For I have just become a fuckin' degenerate
Spiraling downward into my own self-destructive pit
Well, I've got so many problems I think it's best if I just forget
It's been two whole weeks slumming around this town bumming cigarettes
For I have just become a fuckin' degenerate
Another Saturday night glued to my television set
Well, I think I've lost my mind
Seems like I've wasted all my time
And there's a voice inside my head telling me to stand and fight
So, I just turn out the light
Well, I guess I've become the problem and now it's up to me
To become that kind of person they've always wanted me to be
I would be better off if I would just agree
But I think that I will just go back to sleep
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Wasted
04:07
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Well, I've wasted enough time here
Washing down with another beer
All of my fears
I think it's time for me to go
Spend some time in my room alone
To piss and moan, yeah
I'm just a body fucked with feeling
Staring at my ceiling
My mind's unreeling
Another bottle hits the floor
Ignoring the knocking on my door
'Cause I don't care anymore
Well, I'm a hypocritical, cynical, narcissistic
Substance abuse enough to make me get sick
Just like you I wish that we had never met
So, I just step outside to smoke another cigarette and
Well, where did all my time go?
Right out the fucking window
I've got nothing to show
I'm amounting to nothing
Unless you count a burnout as something
Well, if not, then fuck everything
I am such a fucking worthless piece of shit
Serving no other purpose than being a prick
This city's burning down, it doesn't make me get sick
So, I just use the flames to light another cigarette and
I'm wasted
So fucking wasted
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King of Fools
03:58
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Well, being 18 isn't all that cool
Feeling like I'm still stuck in high school
I took the road less travelled just like Frost
But according to my calculations I'm fucking lost
Well, growing up it really sucks
I'm burning out running out of luck
I'm so sick of being stuck
I'm just a chump who doesn't give a fuck
Well, I know I'm not that cool
I'm the all-knowing King of Fools
My mirror shows the face of decline
I'm reaching out for things that'll never be mine
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B.P.D. (pt. ll)
02:29
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Chronic feelings of emptiness
Melancholy running through my veins
At every little thing I'm pissed
I like awake and dream about the pain
Trap myself in a relationship
To ease the fear of abandonment
Is there any way out of here?
Loss of identity and a broken mirror
Blowing things outta proportion
Too uptight to have any fun
Short bursts of anxiety
All wrapped up with feelings of self-loathing
Impulsive actions with no turning back
It's hard to live when everything's white and black
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Westbound Sign Lawrence, Kansas
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