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When I was a kid, I was walking home from school with my foster brothers. Some guy in a black Camaro pulled up on the side of the road and said . . .
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Sometimes I hate everyone. LYRICS: Do I remember? I forget Self-delusional sensitive mess Cannot exist without a complaint Cannot resist without a restraint Is it amnesia or ambivalence Cowardice or self-defense I know enough to…
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Smother me in linen dressings. LYRICS: Stitch me a new religion Suture me with indecision Grafting faith in place of reason Hell can't wait Smother me in linen dressings Pronounce me cured with Jesus's blessing Heal this soul for…
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I was sitting with a friend of mine. I said, "I can make a song in three minutes" and I had these chords so this was the result. Later on, I rerecorded it as a song, and yet again as the version posted now.
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Life is unfair; one day I was really mad about that.
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I was writing one song after another after another. This song is about that. LYRICS: Everybody wants to find out my secrets I can reaffirm its true They say evidently it is elementary Sharing can be good for you Pay no attention to…
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LYRICS: We are all ghosts who walk the earth Everyone you see and everyone you don't see Don't know we're dead through self-deception People pretend it turns out well Don't know what'll happen after this but I can hazard an educated…
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This one was fun. Backwards tracks, violins and sitars . . .
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updated- fixed some audio This one is a really rare song they jammed on once live. I sort of listened to this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aMFhjYdInBU&feature=related and then I filled in the blanks so to speak. (per the guitar…
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I like to jam with my buddy Chris, but he gets tired after just a few songs. One day, on his way out the door I started playing this (the original chorus was: Chris is pussin out, he is going home . . .) *updated audio 1-12-11
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