1. |
Forest Preserve
01:37
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I'm mildly stoned
and I can't wait for you
to come and take me to
the forrest preserve
Cause I'm so alone
that I can't wait for you
to be a stoner too
in the forrest preserve
They've got fresh air and they've got garbage
You clean it up but I don't care
After a while you start to
Make me feel... like I should
I'm finally stoned
but please let me know
next time you want to go
to the forrest preserve
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2. |
Kicking Up the Dust
03:16
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I wait for you I wait for you again
I pray for you pray for this to end
Stumbling around between muses I find pretty
Kicking up the dust from the sadness within me
As I wait for someone who understands
How this flame and these feathers interdepend
I've been around the world and all over this city
Dauntless and chimerical, searching with intensity
For someone who'll look me in the eyes
And not be afraid of what they find
Ethereally intoxicated, drunken without drinking
I'm always speeding through the dark, riding on a feeling
And I'm so good at forgetting the crash
Oh why does my heart move so fast
Encircling the purest of waters deep inside me
Transforms into a bellowing hurricane around me
And this pressure's more than I can comprehend
When nobody wants me as I am
So tempting to sacrifice this virgin devotee
To the narcoleptic frenzied volcano within me
But I wait with all the patience that I have
I don't know how much longer I can last
Dancing with fire, would you take my hand and could we
Burn to ash this oubliette of sadnesses within me
I'll wait... I'll wait... I'll wait...
And I'll wait for you, I'll wait for you, my friend
And I'll pray for all our waiting soon to end...
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3. |
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You.
What do you want?
What do you need from me this time?
It's not like we're friends
and now I'm not sure if we ever were.
What do you do when the people you think you love
Only turn out to be in it for the dro?
I
have come to realize
That you and I don't have a thing
In common between
the two of us or so it would seem.
All that we had was suburban ennui and weed
That's not enough for anything to last at all.
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4. |
i love you
01:23
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What was it
that I was gonna say to you?
Oh well
I guess it doesn't really matter
If I can't remember it now.
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5. |
All the Feelings
03:14
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I don't know if I'm happy or sad
I don't know what I'm feeling anymore
I can't tell if I'm hungry or mad
I guess I'll just lay here on the floor
A little bit of sorrow and a little bit of pain
A lotta la-de-da-de-da-de-da
I don't know what I'm feeling anymore
I'm feeling feeling feeling feel it all
Some combination of lonley/dumb/hurt
Peppered with anxiety and grief
Frustrated, flustrated, rage then calm
Repeating cornucopia motif
I don't know if I'm happy or sad
I don't know what I'm feeling anymore
I can't tell if I'm hungry or mad
I guess I'll just lay here on the floor
A little bit of solace and a little bit of shame
A lotta la-de-da-de-da-de-da
I don't know what I'm feeling anymore
I'm feeling feeling feeling feel it all
I'm feeling pretty blue with a little bit of green
Which is actually turquoise I suppose
But if you only know how to feel blue or green
What I'm trying to describe you'll never know
I don't know if I'm happy or sad
I don't know what I'm feeling anymore
I can't tell if I'm hungry or mad
I guess I'll just lay here on the floor
A little apprehension and a ton of self-blame
A lotta la-de-da-de-da-de-da
I don't know what I'm feeling anymore
I'm feeling feeling feeling feel it all
I don't know if I'm happy or sad
I don't know what I'm feeling anymore
I can't tell if I'm hungry or mad
Magenta, fuscia, paisley or plaid
Grateful, thrilled, upset, embarassed
Useless, spirited, taken for granted,
Uncomfortable, pleased, aroused, curious,
Bitter, loved, crushed, powerless
Restless, terrified, ilinxed, dismayed
perplexed, hurt, hopeful, brave
Opia, xenocene, cerulean, sonder
monochopsis, kenopsia, wonder...
A moment of tangency, deja & des vu.
I don't know what I'm feeling anymore
I guess I'll just lay here on the floor
I guess I'll just lay here on the floor....
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