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Will He Lose His Shit?
04:01
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not much to see here, move along
i'm just keeping it light hearted like i do
and you might be right but on the other hand
think i at least deserve the interview
well, chew me up and spit me out!
i've finally reached nineveh and i'm gonna need the mini bar
will he lose his shit?
you oughtta know by now
i'll take these bottle shards and decorate
and watch the traffic speculate
well, i think you're the one who said it best
he's got no vision, not enough religion
but with all your smarts i thought you would've guessed
first i get to stingin', then i get to swimmin'
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well gimme a sec to recall to the best of my abilities
what is it they say?
at least they did back in the day long ago
that it isn’t the backbeat
it’s not about the chords or the melody
it's about where you are standing when the first verse drops
and she shows
but hell, you probably wouldn’t notice anyway
so i’ll say them to myself
what, you with all your places to be
and your sideways friends from hell
and me with my blood stained hands and a four wheel drive attitude
my pension for pulling your hair at the roots like you wanted me to
be that as it may you don’t know me when the sun is out
and i hate all the ways that you treat me when it is
ever since that day i done found it hard to sleep at night
i hope you sleep like a babe
but if you don’t, lemme know
but hell, you probably wouldn’t notice anyway
so i’m singing to myself
what, you with all your fancy tastes
and your brands i can’t pronounce
and me doing what i know best the only way i know how
and, granted, that ain’t saying much
but it gets said real loud
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Nobody Knows Like We Do
03:17
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you and i, sitting in my car
with the heater on, in your parking lot
waiting for the electric dawn and the neons to come on
and light a cig when they do
you and i, we might be the only ones
that know the words
couple lonely hired guns
we're so absurd but the meaning's never lost on us
no one knows like we do
because we're jaded (hated)
and nobody knows like we do
you and i, wear each other's jackets
so we smell just like each other a couple of days after
me like doom, you just like disaster
and no one smells quite like you
basement and bar, trial after trial
expensive jeans, essential to survival
when i go too far, right hand on the bible
i'll finally catch up to you
you and i
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(pm people)
Still in the forming stages, the constants being Isaiah Warren, gage Lovett and Jeremy Parker. for fans of Cranford Nix, modest mouse, xxxtentacion, califone, fleet foxes or bright eyes. Literary yet cut and paste, pm people is "the sound of longing for a time and place that never happened." ... more
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