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Confidence Back
00:49
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I got my confidence back
Like when I was 18
I got my confidence back
What the fuck got in to me?
And it feels so good
And i feel so high
And I usually feel like a bag of trash
But not tonight
I got my confidence back
But the moment was brief
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Rebound
02:26
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I've got to clear this from my head.
And reconnect the tissue floating ear to ear oh.
I guess I'll write a song instead
With sappy lyrics and a crocodile tear oh
I gotta straighten out this shit
Relationships don't seem to last more than a year oh.
A cluttered room a cluttered head.
I'll hide the mess and fill the hole inside my bed
Another rebound.
Cuz I'm a moron.
Ill pick my gut up off the ground
Cuz I can't complain that it's not easy
I feel insane although I probably am
So full of shame I've gotten nowhere
Blah blah blah blah blah blah
Another rebound
My gut is dragging on the ground.
(I can't complain)
And I can not complain cuz I've gone and done this once again to myself
Hold on max he has a solo
Another rebound
My gut is dragging on the ground
(I can't complain)
And I can not complain cuz I've gone and done this once again to myself
Hold up hold on slow down
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3. |
FL|20
02:39
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Robbin Peter to pay Paul or the piper
can't sleep constantly pull all nighters
Belts getting tighter
Raise your hand if you wanna be first up
Be a man you gotta bottle that shit up
Pour yourself another glass of whiskey
All these fears they won't control me
To lie down I'd rather die now the rent is overdue
Surrender quell your temper simply glide across the room
Forever this contender will always be with you
Surrender quell your temper simply lie down lie down
Ooh to lie down I'd rather die now be sure to take with food
Surrender become a member for a price improve your mood
Forever this contender will always be with you
Forever quell your temper quell your temper temper
Raise your hand if you wanna be checked out
Be a man never plague yourself with doubt
Change yourself with manufactured happy
All these pills they go down just like candy
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4. |
N2U
02:37
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I’m in my head
I’m speaking but I don’t know why I said
You turn it off
My ability to shut the fuck up
Trippin over words
Feelin nervous i don’t know what’s worse
Being direct
Or keeping my self control In check
I fight the urge to fix your hair when it gets in your eyes
Tell everyone we’re just friends but I know that’s a lie
I start to say it out loud then I think it through
I’m not into you
You must know
At this point I think it’s starting to show
You asked to dance And I think that I might just stand a chance
I try to keep my cool but my hearts half way out my chest
The way you smile in my direction puts me to the test
I start to say it out loud til I think it through
Im not into you
I’m extra anxious when I’m drunk around you
Cause what if I just accidentally tell you
You’re leaning in and I guess you must feel it too
I’m into you
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5. |
Dumb Pt. 2
01:26
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I am so sad I just wanna stay in bed all day
but if you come and see me that would be OK
I am so dumb
I just want to see you everyday
So if you come around that would be ok
It doesn’t feel the same no more
And I’d like to get it back to how it was before
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Pork and beans are spilling out my pockets. Some may say he's definitely lost it
All this way I've carried them from Boston. Come and taste and tell me if you want some more..
But nobody wants my beans. cuz they came from my jeans.
I thought you'd want a taste
I was offering a handful you don't have to eat em all. You don't have to eat em all
You don't have to
And nobody wants my beans. cuz they came from my jeans. .
I thought you'd want a taste I was offering a handful you don't have to be rude..
Well fuck you!
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