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Fuck Tom Brady
02:57
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Running out of things to say
It’s hard to stay awake
I’m sorry, I’m sorry
If I’m just in the way
You’re gonna be the president
I’ll pay another compliment
How many times can I ask how your day went?
I’m tired of writing sad songs
Oh, let me walk you home
Oh, I don’t want you to be alone
I know you don’t need me, I know how you feel
It’s ok, you’re the only thing that’s real
I go to the theatre
Is that something for her
My Les Mis repertoire was a shocker
But I’m out with the boys on Friday
Cruising girls with the top down my way
And I’m politically incorrect
I’m tired of writing sad songs
Oh, let me walk you home
Oh, I don’t want you to be alone
I know you don’t need me, I know how you feel
It’s ok, you’re the only thing that’s real
I’m tired of writing sad songs
I’m tired of writing sad songs
I’m tired of writing sad songs
Oh, let me walk you home
Oh, I don’t want you to be alone
I know you don’t need me, I know how you feel
It’s ok, you’re the only thing that’s real
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2. |
Parking Lot
02:37
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Oh, I pinch myself when I think of you
There’s a hole in the clouds where my head went through
Can you show me how you do that thing you do
I’m three weeks late on my rent
Not a day goes by where my money’s well spent
Tryna buy a way to talk to you
Baby, meet me, behind the shopping mall
I can, show you, all the things I do wrong
I’ll take you to my favourite spot
Just off the Sherwood parking lot
There’s nothing that I’d rather do than make excuses just to talk to you
I spent three days in the hole
The sympathy card is getting old
Can you show me how you do that thing you do
You’re name’s carved into the side of my desk
And I’ll admit that I’m a little obsessed
Running out of ways to look at you
Baby, meet me, behind the shopping mall
I can, show you, all the things I do wrong
I’ll take you to my favourite spot
Just off the Sherwood parking lot
There’s nothing that I’d rather do than make excuses just to talk to you
Baby, meet me, behind the shopping mall
I can, show you, all the things I do wrong
I’ll take you to my favourite spot
Just off the Sherwood parking lot
There’s nothing that I’d rather do than make excuses just to talk to you
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3. |
Caffeine Hangover
02:46
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I thought I was safe
I thought the world was better
You picked me up and threw me down again
I thought I was ok
Didn’t know that this could happen
I guess I’ll take some time to be tired again
The world was jumping it was great
Then I was lying on my face
3 in the morning I was pissing gasoline
We drove an hour to get home
I got a pizza on the phone
Who knew the rock could hit so hard
I got a caffeine hangover
It’s getting hard to sleep
I got a caffeine hangover
At the end of the week
The days turn into nights
I stare up at the lights
I guess the stupid label on the can was really right
When will I catch a break
I feel like I’m just falling
Into a pit of feeling sick and eternal peril and throwing up and what the fuck
The world was jumping it was great
Then I was lying on my face
3 in the morning I was pissing gasoline
We drove an hour to get home
I got a pizza on the phone
Who knew the rock could hit so hard
I got a caffeine hangover
It’s getting hard to sleep
I got a caffeine hangover
At the end of the week
Caffeine (caffeine)
Bad dream (bad dream)
Save me (save me)
I can’t die at 16
Caffeine (caffeine)
Bad dream (bad dream)
Save me (save me)
I can’t die at 16
I got a caffeine hangover
It’s getting hard to sleep
I got a caffeine hangover
At the end of the week
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4. |
Pretty Girl
03:09
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Whatever happened to you and me
Just two kids with the world to see
What happened to the both of us
I’m sorry I did this, I’m sorry we’re broken
Whatever happened to you love me
I’m not the same when I’m down and beat
So pick me up, up to my feet
And I’ll wear this smile for another week
I know you called me
You know you’re pretty, smoking a cigarette
I’m kinda silly
Oh I need you, you know I need you
I fucking need you
Because I fell, fell in love with a pretty girl
No, no I can’t change my mind
Fell, fell in love with a pretty girl
I can’t get you off my mind
Fell, fell in love with a pretty girl
No, no I can’t change my mind
Fell, fell in love with a pretty girl
Fell, fell in love with a pretty girl
What ever happened to marry me
Or the things you said in my back car seat
We’d skip the town and join curc de solei
I’d grab your hand and we’d run away
What ever happened to this and that
Cuz now I’m alone down on my ass
Intoxicated by you back then
And now I may never love again
I know you called me
You know you’re pretty, smoking a cigarette
I’m kinda silly
Oh I need you, you know I need you
I fucking need you
Fell, fell in love with a pretty girl
No, no I can’t change my mind
Fell, fell in love with a pretty girl
I can’t get you off my mind
Fell, fell in love with a pretty girl
No, no I can’t change my mind
Fell, fell in love with a pretty girl
Fell, fell in love with a pretty girl
Now the walls are caving in
And I’m just paper thin
Please god save me, someone save me
Now the walls are caving in
And I’m just paper thin
Please god save me, someone save me
Fell, fell in love with a pretty girl
No, no I can’t change my mind
Fell, fell in love with a pretty girl
I can’t get you off my mind
Fell, fell in love with a pretty girl
No, no I can’t change my mind
Fell, fell in love with a pretty girl
Fell, fell in love with a pretty girl
(Please come save me, please come save me)
Fell, fell in love with a pretty girl
Fell, fell in love with a pretty girl
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5. |
Only Good Thing
02:52
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Got a date with the Michelin Man
I’ll take him out ‘til two AM
Fuck him in the parking lot, just to say I can
I hate the politics, hate it when you act like this
I don’t care what you did on the Muskoka trip
I want you to know
I want you around, want you around
I need you
Want you to know that I’m losing sleep
You’re the only good thing in this city
I don’t wanna go to class
Teenagers drunk off their ass
Dressing up in lingerie
Shut down the football powerhouse
Some day the bomb will fall
The fan will be full of shit
And I’ll be long gone
You know that I won’t miss it
I want you to know
I want you around, want you around
I need you
Want you to know that I’m losing sleep
You’re the only good thing in this city
Now we’re getting older
The walls are coming down
Nothing’s getting better
We’re halfway underground
Getting used to feeling sick
Getting used to pain
I’m starting to feel better
I’m glad you came
Want you to know
I want you around, want you around
I need you
Want you to know that I’m losing sleep
You’re the only good thing in this city
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6. |
Afterparty
03:12
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Is it too late to tell you what I really think about you
I used to love you but I’m changing my mind
And I’ll get crucified but it’s not the same anymore
I’ll ride that rocketship away this time
Maybe I’ll see you at the after party
I’ll get a tattoo of all our memories
We’ll get drunk and yell at passing BMW’s
Just like we did before
That time that we took off our pants and ran around the street
Never thought that we’d be on the news
And remember that time we went to the beach
Your mom had a little too much booze
Maybe I’ll see you at the after party
I’ll get a tattoo of all our memories
We’ll get drunk and yell at passing BMW’s
Just like we did before
Maybe I’ll see you at the after party
I’ll get a tattoo of all our memories
We’ll get drunk and yell at passing BMW’s
Just like we did before
Maybe I’ll see you at the after party
I’ll get a tattoo of all our memories
We’ll get drunk and yell at passing BMW’s
Just like we did before
Maybe I’ll see you (maybe I’ll see you)
I’ll get a tattoo (I’ll get a tattoo)
Maybe I’ll see you at the after party (maybe I’ll see you)
Just like we did before
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Power pop-punk trio from London Ontario. Established 2020.
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