1. |
Fuck Fomo
03:38
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The phone's doing laps on my desk
I'm lying undressed, unimpressed with the voice messages
I grab my mic, hit play and away I go
Putting on the best of shows
Four walls listening close
Everything was slow-mo
Everything was slow-mo
Fuck fomo
Fuck fomo
Fuck fomo
Fuck fomo
Fuck fomo
The neighbors must be reeling
I'm coming through the floor
Bursting through the ceiling
Damage too high to assess
The room is such a shattered mess
I think I won't get my deposit back
I think I won't get my deposit back
And I can't even process
Don't want to acknowledge
And I can't even process
Don't want to acknowledge
The cops at my door
Everything was slow-mo
I love you Rivers Cuomo
Fuck fomo
Fuck fomo
Fuck fomo
Fuck fomo
Fuck fomo
Fuck fomo
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2. |
Funtitled
03:54
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She seems inhuman
He seems a little cold and rude
Inconsiderate
Unwound, unable to make sense
They'll kill some time
Together on a Tuesday night
Tearing down the walls
She's all strung out and vindictive
Lashing out cause she says it don't feel right how
He won't just shut up and listen
This goes on and on and on
Later they'll calm down
When they come around
Nothing changes, nothing changes
Nothing changes, nothing changes at all
He seems inhuman
She seemed a little cold
Or have I got it wrong?
Too late the memory's long gone
Bittersweet so sweet
Wasted on the street
Such a hypocrite
Gritting through his teeth
He's all strung out and vindictive
Lashing out cause he says it don't feel right how
She won't just shut up and listen
This goes on and on and on
Later they'll calm down
When they come around
Nothing changes, nothing changes
Nothing changes, nothing changes at all
Yeah, nothing changes at all
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3. |
You Could Say
04:23
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Let's blow this up
But first we need an audience
Let's destroy it all
Beyond recognition
My science needed proof
What have I gotten myself into?
(All my sirens went off)
What have I gotten myself into, this time?
(Explosions in the sky)
Oh Madeline, you've come for me
I'll be okay I'll fall until, I fall asleep
So you stay in bed
Arrows on the clock chase each other all day
You say you're gonna get up but you're haunted by the scene
It's what years don't see
So I took it as a sign when
All my sirens went off
What have I gotten myself into?
(All my sirens went off)
What have I gotten myself into
(Explosions in the sky)
About time
Oh Madeline, you've got to see
Explosions, tearing through the sinking sky
What have I gotten myself into?
What have I gotten myself into, this time
You could say that it took some time to fix
That I took my time with this
You could say that it took some time to fix
(It all, it all, it all, it all)
You could say that it took some time to fix
That I took my time with this
You could say that it took some time to fix
(It all, it all, it all, it all)
You could say that it took some time
(You could say that it took some time)
Time to fix
You could say that I took my time
(You could say that I took my time)
Time with this
You could say that it took some time
(You could say that it took some time)
Time to fix
You could say that it took some time
(You could say that it took some time)
Time to fix
It all, it all
It all, it all
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4. |
Exile
04:41
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Inspired to live without chains of comfort
He took the fuel from the garage
Fog and smoke in a fistfight
When the last match is lit
He walks around his dimly lit house
While she sleeps
A touch of forest fire
To calm the senses
Drops of sweat lit up on his cheeks
The bed she's in is undone
Something's chasing her in her dreams
He took one last look at her
It reminded him of nothing in particular
Exile is his home now
Exile is his home now
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