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Kitchen Sink
01:17
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I'm so often tripped by the long legs of guilt
and I struggle to bury some bridges I've built
There's no excuses that I can find for these anxieties in my mind
Time goes We all know You've got to make difficult decisions
and you keep on trying though you're being put down
by a crowd you don't fit in
There's no excuses that I can find for these anxieties in my mind
I can't seem to find, not much left inside, I won't even try
Not much left inside, I can't seem to find
I won't even try.
No excuse that I can find
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Fat Intentions
03:31
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I didn't mean to intervene; I hope I didn't make things worse
Though at times it’s hard to see the bullshit for what it’s worth
I know time and time again we find ourselves in the same mess.
Here’s to hoping for the best, here’s to losing our regrets.
And you may not agree with me but I still do believe in me though,
We could use less apathy and wasted days don’t mean
Quite the same to me as they did years before, when there was not much more,
Now we’re left broke and bored, with nothing more or less than these fat intentions.
I'd move on if I were able with my feet up on this table but my mind is in a haze from my methods and my ways. Sometimes I have my days, sometimes I don't have any say.
In a less than plastic setting things could change but i am betting it's relational aggression, do you always have to question with the way that things are going, are the friends you have worth knowing?
And I didn't shed a tear while words spoke most insincere,
Drew a sullen stricken silence, as his life passed through my eyelids
Still the daylight passes on, screaming out to those lost in thought.
You are more than this facade, you are more than you've been let on,
As the years crept on and on, and time scraped at your bones,
Feel like dying much today, but you’re dying anyway
Didn't learn much from mistakes made, that you wanted it to be this way
Here’s to living for this moment, but you've lost more than this moment ever gave.
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Creeps in the Corner
02:14
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I've got some friends, they've got advice.
Give it some time, live your own life.
All that I do is sit in my room and think about you while you're out having fun, and all I can say is i'll be okay for better for worse, I'm leaving I'm gone
Cannot see the signs, I must be going blind, I've got this on my mind, I'm fucked up all the time.
And all that i do is sit in my room and think about you while you're out having fun. There's no need to wait, not much left to save, I don't quite belong in there and I'm gone.
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Fucks Less Given
01:00
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I got one stupid question, but it's such a low blow, for an answer I know, Maybe too dumb to mention. If you're uninteresting and I'm an interesting man, then you're a bore, I've heard it all before and I don't need to listen.
Do you seek a piece of pie that you could never find? Would you rather live a life unconscious and sublime? Do you seek a pizza pie that you could never find? Would you rather live a life like mine?
Okay fine, it's piece of mind. not pizza pie. or piece of pie.
ya ya ya yaya ya
nyah nyah nyeh neh neh nehh
bla blah blahh blah bla blah
whatever I don't give a fuck.
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Fat Judge Miami, Florida
Sagar - Rhythm/Vox
Alex- Drums
Spaz - Bass/Vox
Jesus- Lead/Vox
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