1. |
Busy
02:39
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Hello, how are you, I came to talk to you
Because as always, as always, it’s
Always me and you
And you don’t bother to acknowledge my presence in the room
Your conversation with others, you
Don’t need to resume.
Because you’re busy, and you don’t need me around
You are too busy, please don’t make a sound
You don’t have time now
You don’t have time now
Because you’re busy
I hope that someday, you will feel the same
When you walk into the room and I don’t even look your way
And I won’t bother, I won’t bother to
Acknowledge your existence
I’ll ignore you despite your overbearing persistence
Cause you’re busy, and you don’t need me around
You are too busy, please don’t make a sound
You don’t have time now
You don’t have time now
Because you’re busy
I’m like a fly on the wall, you don’t hear me or see me at all
My resentment is growing even more
Don’t you close that door!
Because you’re busy, and you don’t need me around
You are too busy, please don’t make a sound
You don’t have time now
You don’t have time now
Because you’re busy
Because you’re busy--don’t need me around
You are too busy, please don’t make a sound
You don’t have time now
You don’t have time now
Because you’re busy
Because you’re busy
So very busy
You don’t have time now
You don’t have time now
Because you’re busy
Because you’re busy
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Zombies
03:28
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She was born with money
Dollar bills lined her crib
She had a diamond-crusted rattle
The finest cashmere bib
She grew up tall and pretty
In a big old airy house
One day she's looking out the window
To the gardens in the south
And then she saw him
Shirt drenched with sweat
Digging in the dirt
And he's digging, digging uh huh...
Oh it's a new day
What will become of me
I know I can't stay here
Without the rest of me
Will there be zombies
Will there be aliens
Will there be spaceships
What about hunger games?
As an older woman
In the garden by the gate
She holds that dirt in her hands
Remembering that day
And she looks to the sky
Clouds rolling in
There's a mighty white light
And it's shining, shining uh huh...
Oh it's a new day
What will become of me
I know I can't stay here
Without the rest of me
Will there be zombies
Will there be aliens
Will there be spaceships
What about hunger games?
Talking about those aliens, ......driving in their spaceships.....shooting up those zombies...they're going to eat my brains....yeah....
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Claustrophobia
03:11
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Taking my time, but I know you’re going to waste it
I’m waiting, waiting for you
Say you do but you don’t and you know it
Lying to yourself and you lied to me, too
Never going to learn, can’t teach me a lesson
When I feel your thumb on me
Claustrophobia, you just squeeze me
Going to repeat repeat history
Don’t put me in a cage
I’ll give you everything
Don’t say my name
I’ll give you everything
Don’t ever call
I’ll give you everything
I’d give it all
White dress just sitting in the closet
I’m hanging out hanging for you
Wrong size, shouldn’t have even bought it
Not good enough, good for you
Get angry, take it out on me
My terms were never your terms
Say good bye to your dreams to your dream girl
Never wanted any more than everything
I’ll rise high
I’ll give you everything
I’ll hit hard
I’ll give you everything
I’ll take you in
I’ll give you everything
I’ll crush it all
Slow down take a minute to remember
How good it felt to be so wrong
Don’t cry no more---already cried it out
Cause there’s nothing worth the wishing when it comes down to you
I’ll rise high
I’ll give you everything
I’ll hit hard
I’ll give you everything
I’ll take you in
I’ll give you everything
I’ll crush it all
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4. |
You Made Me Do It
02:16
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Girl wrapped in amber
So you can’t hear her shout
I’m scared and I don’t know
How to get out
You made me do it
Why’d you make me do that
Now no one can ever beat me
I’ll be so still they won’t see me
But the air gets thick for breathing
Sticky, plastic, no more feeling
Sitting in her room
After a row
Waiting to star
In a perverted show
Don’t be a baby
You want some more?
I’m not a robot! But what the hell am I?
Now no one can ever beat me
I’ll be so still they won’t see me
But the air gets thick for breathing
Sticky, plastic, no more feeling
She meets someone new
But she can’t let ‘em in
A buzz in her head
Drops of booze on her chin
Don’t you trust ‘em
They don’t care about you
Over here can’t you
Over here can’t you
Over here can’t you
Hear me
Over here can’t you
Over here can’t you
Over here can’t you
Hear me
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5. |
Balance Sheet
03:02
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Is that that girl, She coming over here?
I ain’t seen her thought she disappeared [nah]
That girl’s so high she’s in the atmosphere
No telling when she’s going to reappear
Hey man, how’s it hangin?
Picked up a dime When I got caught bangin
Been gone so long but he just got out
Nothin for him here I bet he goes back around
Ladies and Gentlemen step right up
See another generation ground into the mud
Don’t turn away don’t get cold feet
We’re just here for your balance sheet
Hey old man, why hang on so tight?
I saw my own death when my hair turned white
He wants it all and baby most won’t do
[if]he hears some change in your pocket, he’s coming for you.
Hey Wall Street, what’s a life cost?
Nothing personal, we need a raise for your boss
Algorithms predict subpar returns
We’ll just short the stock on ongoing concerns
Ladies and Gentlemen, come over here
See the kids underwater ‘fore they disappear
Might make you angry, might crack you up
Ask your accountant if you can write it off.
Belt tightening, teeth whitening
She called me economic inefficiency
For Spring Break I went to Switzerski!
Is this shit gonna change or do we light it up
Light it up! Light it up!
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Salt Sinclair Cleveland, Ohio
Cleveland nerd-punk uberfeminists
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