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I Don't Really Care
01:37
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i don't really care about you that much
i just thought i'd hit you up to see if you were down to fuck me over
seven months sober
sipping on my soda pop
well, well ginger ale
take all of the pain away
tell me why i shouldn't feel so bad about the things i say
last call, phone call
i should take this
might be you with good news
you should break it
when we get back to your place
or my place
i'll tell you the truth
i wanna be honest when i'm talking to you
i don't really care
that much
no, i can't even hear you when you call me out for not keeping in touch
i'm so sorry
no, i'm not really sorry
should i feel sorry for not being wasted, while you're wasted
and i'm wasting my time
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What a Relief!
01:14
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what a relief
finding out you're not really into me
unsurprisingly
on the way out your door
try not to fall on your floor
it's so easy to look like a fool when i'm talking to you
what a relief
finding out you're really uninteresting
of a million things!
you never laughed at my jokes
through all the cigarette smoke
it's so easy to look like a fool when i'm unhappy with you
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i've been dreaming, again
painting portraits of your soft skin
unconscious motivation
pour me out so i can let no one in
some things just go together
like white men bands and telecasters
winter months, obnoxious sweaters
i pray to god that she treats you better
i pray to god that she treats you better
i pray for myself
that i get better
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4. |
K-A-I
01:13
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you brought me in here
brought me into this mess
and i'm trying my best to contest with the rest, but it's hard
to stick my neck out when the blade keeps chopping off of my head
toss me into the front lawn
see what she seas
on the east coast sludge that we like to call the seas
it's just me
i swam out for a few feet
till the tide got the best of me
swept me up like ocean weed
and smelling like my uncle's weed
innocuous residency
you're falling asleep without me
dream up a better dream
a dream that's not about me
what am i supposed to do when i'm still in love with you
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5. |
Diss Track
01:06
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you say i'm full of hate
i think you're full of shit
you're lying through your teeth
you fucking hypocrite, it's okay
we both gotta share this space
but i'd rather push my fist through your ugly face
i'm sorry for talking behind your back
but try dealing with a god complex like that
grow up, you're so insecure
it's the second year sleeping on your parent's floor, it's okay
we all grow up someday
but some stay the hometown heroes we were raised
i dont care what you have to say
i dont care what they have to say
i dont care anyway
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