1. |
Until the trash is full
02:03
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I wanna give you my head my hole my mouth and my hands x3
I wanna hold it forever
I wanna hold you forever
Or at least lay here until the night is through
until the trash is full
until the rain comes again
until the county sends me back to school
and the sky opens up above
and it sends me signs that this really is love
but you don't feel it too, 'least I dont think you do
but I don't mind
as long as I can't still have you
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2. |
Window washer
03:29
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I left a note inside of you
I told your dad that id be gone
until 5 tomorrow
my days are 38 hours long
youuu don't trust me enough
you guys don't trust me enough
youuu don't love me enough
you guys don't love me enough
I used to wanna clean windows
I used to wanna be so so high
but now I'm down in the dirt and I
only want you with your shoes untied
youuu don't trust me enough
you guys don't trust me enough
youuu don't love me enough
you guys don't love me enough
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3. |
Is the goo thick enough
02:27
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He's an insect in my car
hes a dog in his bed
she's always telling me no
but I never listen to what she says anymore
i'll pretend youre still alive
I'll pretend you still live here
I'll cry at your door every night
and pretend that you can still hear
I'll pretend youre making me dinner
I'll pretend you still grab my legs
I'll pretend you're drinking my liquor
but I know what I can't see
and I know what cannot be
and even if I choose to believe
im not so dumb to think you're still around
is the goo thick enough for you
I know its thick enough for me
is the goo thick enough for you
I don't think it'll ever be
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4. |
Craters
02:19
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I like the way you play my guitar
I like the things you do in the dark
and I like that scar on the top of your arm
I like you... a lot
I made friends with the roach that lives under your bed
and when I talked to him all that he said is that he likes you
he likes you too
and you've taught me so much about the burdens of love
and all of these songs and all of these drugs
you took me to the store and taught me to hide things up my sleeve
I like the way you play my guitar
I like the things you do in the dark
and I like that scar on the top of your arm
I like you... a lot
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5. |
Bugs song
03:21
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You've got so many bugs under the buckle of your belt
you've got something that I wanna take
I made my way through 27 states
to see what its like at your place
can I take her place, can I spend the night at your place x2
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6. |
Last night on Earth
02:54
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Last night on earth you were so sick, practically dead
you sang the hits in a voice so sweet
and I was thinking of Hollywood
Last night on earth you slept alone, when they found out
the women cried and the angels fell
and I was missing Hollywood
Last night on earth the bottles broke, they drank the wine
as if the world were drawing to a close
and I was scattered in Hollywood
Last night on earth she came to me and said
that you'd have never died if only my mind
had been with you and not Hollywood
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Nico Washington, D.C.
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