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Blue Jeans in a Pandemic
03:12
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I keep eating foods that make me sick,
And I'm doing it on purpose, yeah.
I know it's self-injurious,
But it reminds me that I'm human, and
Somehow
You're there
With the energy to care about
Blue jeans in a pandemic,
Blue jeans in a pandemic, yeah.
Blue jeans in a pandemic,
Blue jeans in a pandemic, yeah.
Every time I go online,
I know I'll see
Another one died,
And I won't be there to bury them.
Somehow
You're there
With the energy to care about
Blue jeans in a pandemic,
Blue jeans in a pandemic, yeah.
Blue jeans in a pandemic,
Blue jeans in a pandemic, yeah.
I have friends who might
Never breathe the same and
I know I haven't quite
Let my feelings flame, and
I know none of us
Will ever be okay again, and
Somehow
You're there
With the energy to care about
Blue jeans in a pandemic,
Blue jeans in a pandemic, yeah.
Blue jeans in a pandemic,
Blue jeans in a pandemic, yeah.
Somehow
You're there
With the energy to care about
Blue jeans in a pandemic
What the fuck is wrong with you?
Blue jeans in a pandemic
What the fuck is wrong with me?
Blue jeans in a pandemic
What the fuck is wrong with us? I mean,
Blue jeans in a pandemic
What the fuck is wrong with all of us?
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2. |
April 23, 2021
00:57
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Why is it snowing?
Why is it snowing?
Why is it snowing outside?
Why is it snowing?
Why is it snowing?
Why is it snowing outside?
Why the fuck is it snowing?
Why the fuck is it snowing?
Why the fuck is it snowing outisde?
Why the fuck is it snowing?
Why the fuck is it snowing?
Why the fuck is it snowing outside?
Seriously, why is it snowing?
Why is it snowing?
Why is it snowing outside?
Why is it snowing?
Why is it snowing?
Why is it snowing outside?
Why is it snowing?
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3. |
My Expense
02:20
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My glasses get darker
And tint the plains
Like I’m driving through a bad TV show
I can’t tell smudges on my glasses
From dead bugs on my window
I love you at the expense of me
I love you at the expense of me
And I dim (ooh)
Until I disappear
I resent you
Late at night sometimes
As I lie in the bed we shared
You got to get out
You got to move on
And I’m still here
I love you at the expense of me
I love you at the expense of me
And I dim (ooh)
Until I disappear
I cry as I push in the clutch
I cry as I turn the key
It isn’t the nine hour drive that gets to me
It’s the destination
My glasses get darker
And tint the plains
Like I’m driving through a bad TV show
I love you at the expense of me
I love you at the expense of me
And I dim (ooh)
Until I disappear
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4. |
This Episode
02:17
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When this episode is over,
I’ll stand up and do the dishes.
When this episode is done,
I’ll get up and take a shower.
When this episode is over,
I’ll have another cup of coffee.
When this episode is over.
When this episode is done.
When this episode is over,
I’ll paint that wall I need to paint
When this episode is done,
I’ll write that song I want to write.
When this episode is over,
I’ll finally put my laundry away.
When this episode is over,
When this episode is done
These are lies I tell myself
Over and over
These are lies I tell myself
These are lies I tell myself
When this episode is over
When this episode is done
When this episode is over
I know
I’m going to watch
Another one.
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I see everything through
Fogged windows on fogged windows
I’m desperately
Clawing at who I thought that I
Was supposed to be
Was supposed to be
Was supposed to be
I have to protect myself from myself (oh woah)
I have to protect myself from myself (oh woah)
Even at the end of the world,
I can't stop biting my fingernails
I can’t stop
I watch them bleed
I watch them bleed
I watch them bleed
I have to protect myself from myself (oh woah)
I have to protect myself from myself (oh woah)
When I realized that next year, I’ll be gone
And you’ll belong to someone new,
I lost a piece of me
A piece of me
A piece of me
I have to protect myself from myself (oh woah)
I have to protect myself from myself (oh woah)
I have to protect myself from myself (oh woah)
I have to protect myself from myself (oh woah)
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We've got about a minute, babies.
You need to give it
Just a little bit more gas.
We've got about a minute, babies.
You need to hurry up
And get your butt to class.
We've got about a minute, babies.
Don't try to give me
Any of your sass.
We've got about a minute, babies.
You need to hurry up
And get your butt to class.
We've got about a minute, babies.
Don't have time to smell
The roses or the grass.
We've got about a minute, babies.
You need to hurry up
And get your butt to class.
Get your butt to class.
Get your butt to class.
Get your butt to class.
Get your butt to class.
We've got about a minute, babies.
Let's put some hustle in that bustle
It's a blast
We've got about a minute, babies.
You need to hurry up
And get your butt to class.
Get your butt to class.
Get your butt to class.
Get your butt to class.
Get your butt to class.
Get your butt to class.
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7. |
Fashionably Late
04:39
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I was
Fashionably Late
Late to the joke
Fashionably late
To the conversation
When I heard it stumble and stall
As I walked through the door
I stand in the presence of your absence,
And I feel its spray.
I stare at the absence of your presence,
And I walk away.
I watched as you
Practically choked
Intentionally misspoke
Pretending your flirtation
And the glint in your eyes
Was just the stuff of folklore
I stand in the presence of your absence,
And I feel its spray.
I stare at the absence of your presence,
And I walk away.
I would never let you
I would never let you through
Not enough for you
To hurt me
Not like this
I know that you
You love to stoke
And casually provoke
But to see this transformation
In the way you behave
Shakes me to my core
I stand in the presence of your absence,
And I feel its spray.
I stare at the absence of your presence,
And I walk away.
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8. |
Almost Home
06:08
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I roll down the driver’s side window
It’s a habit I can’t break
And the empty boxes in my door
bring me dream when I’m awake
I don’t smoke anymore
But I remember the smell
And cravings like an ache
I drive through part of the Badlands
On my way back to Kadoka
And I think to myself
Only three hours left
I’m almost home
I’m almost home
The tint on my windows
Cancels out the pink in my skin
I see cross hatching and wrinkles
Yellow, black, and thin
`
If I hold my arm just right,
You can still see where I broke it
The bones bend back
The road goes on
I drive through part of the Badlands
On my way to Kadoka
And I think to myself
Only three hours left
I’m almost home
I’m almost home
I haven’t seen
Another human being
In hours
The road goes on
I drive through part of the Badlands
On my way to Kadoka
And I think to myself
Only three hours left
I’m almost home
I’m almost home
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Prodigal Sunscreen Portland, Oregon
Prodigal Sunscreen is one of the creative outlets for a former high school English teacher turned busker in pursuit of vague dreams of happiness.
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