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Calvin's Theme
01:18
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these cigarettes don't help me write
but they shorten my life
and add an urgent punch to my words I can't buy
with any healthier methods (but it plays backwards)
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2. |
With It
05:21
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I need a picture
for separating the space
from reality
and the situation I must face
last night you made a fool of yourself
you asked your best friend if he wanted to kiss you
you knocked drinks out of the whole party's hands
and now you're wondering if he's going to miss you
you know you can't break down this way
and chalk it up to simply misplaced feelings
cause if you fall out of character four times a day
there's something fucked up about the way you perceive things
he's not with it
he's not in character
nobody's with it
everyone's in character
the hermit lives a lonely life
he says he loves people
but he hates the smell of friendship
(cool take, hermit)
I pretend I am cooler than him
like what he says makes no sense to a sane man
like me, I got friends and dogs in high places
the hermits says "cool take, poser"
well you see that was out of character for me
I'm not a sad drunk punk with no dignity
but your character is made up of the shit that you do
you're always staying in character
no matter what feeling hits you
he's not with it
he's not in character
nobody's with it
everyone's in character
he's not with it
and you're not with it either
but he's not with it
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3. |
LEGO Addiction
06:47
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when I got stoned last night
I felt a rush of new ideas like I do every time
none of the thoughts stuck around
they walked past me in a line
before I could hear what they said
but one stuck around
and he told me
"sure those boys didn't really give you a chance,
but it's better than thinking nothing when you're sober"
that idea walked out my head
I confess
I had an addiction to building LEGO sets when I was a child
I needed more
I was materialistic and selfish
to the point of ingratitude towards my parents
I felt that I deserved more legos
I can't say that I feel the same as I did back then
but the part of me that craved those blocks remains
I got some secrets
I haven't told anybody but my high school orchestra teacher
I can feel my lips moving, but I can't feel yours
when we're talking to each other about speakers
and getting drunk tomorrow
I'm sorry man, I just can't focus today
I'm no good when it comes to thinking and speaking
so I'll leave you to your plans
If you can I'd like you to keep it down while I'm sleeping
Each day I see myself in the mirror
I can't help but feel the image is slightly further from God's
than yesterday
If I didn't see another mirror for the rest of my life
would I lose the memories of my own face?
I see life through the smudges on my glasses
If I wipe them away I will see clearly for a while
but if they stay, the people I see become blurred,
their faces clouded by my unwillingness to clean
your thumbs are sore
you can't rip anymore blocks apart
the visage of Man was made in God's image
but God didn't have any scars
so Man got hurt and made marks on his image
and God got up and walked to the bars
the visage of Man was made in God's image
but God didn't have any scars
so Man got hurt and made marks on his image
and God got up and walked to the bars
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I don't wanna fall asleep alone again tonight
not like there's any other way I've slept before in my whole life
If you were a carnivore you'd eat me whole
leaving only bones to wake up lonely in the morning
eat me while I'm sleeping, I wouldn't wake up
I'd be too content from the partner in my bed for one
I am sure I wouldn't eat you, I'd eat with you
a poor man's breakfast for four
I had an experience I don't want to talk about
It's not bad, just bad to talk about
a seed lives inside my head
saying you've been eating around, your body is a loaf of bread
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OH HELL YEAH, NOTHING HITS YOU LIKE THAT JWH18 AM I RIGHT MAN
Calvin's smoking under the bed
mother's eyes can't see what he's doing, but she can smell
something burning his head
a ring of fire burning from the words he said to her
Calvin's smoking to forget
his lessons in school, he doesn't need them to pretend
he's heard more smart words to say
his peers are gathering round to build a grave for him
(CALVIN STOP YOU'RE GOING TO GET IN TROUBLE)
Calvin's been smoke JWH18 cigarettes all day
he didn't think it would feel so real
he didn't want it to twist his feelings
right living is five times harder in a hermitage in your own head
when you put some things on the line
you see the line is a much higher gauge of thread
Calvin's Peers: CALVIN STOP YOU'RE RUINING YOUR LIFE, YOU NEVER FEED YOUR DOGS YOU NEED HELP GET A JOB. THERE'S NOT A PLACE FOR YOU IN THIS WORLD, THERE'S REALLY NOT A PLACE
Calvin: Man that really wants... makes me want to smoke some JWH18 cigarettes man. It'd really take the edge off of all this... offensive language you're using right now
Calvin feels dead
his eyes are watering red and his lungs are full of lead
he thought there would be a line
between a child's world and the adult state of mind
Calvin's been smoking JWH18 cigarettes all day
he didn't think it would feel so real
he didn't want it to twist his feelings
right living is five times harder in a hermitage in your own head
when you put some things on the line
you see the line is a much higher gauge of thread
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Calvin's was watching the guys on the TV
he does not think they are better than him
Calvin's been praying with lyrics in his head
it doesn't feel right to sing to him
there is a backpack under the table
it's hidden from anyone but me
it seems to me that a chemical addiction
has nothing to do with a screen
the healing is over, but the feeling remains
a feeling that was ripped from the screen
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7. |
The Hand of the Sandman
03:30
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I was a boy with no idea what I was going to see
no recollection of what I would be
so I saved a glass for the man who said he'd play
the role of me tomorrow, yesterday
the sun was setting, he knew he would be gone soon
better to play the rest of the day away
til he was forced to retire by the hand of the Sandman
a new hand dealt tomorrow
that he would accept with crusty eyes and a falling chest
I awake every day in a daze
my memories return in seconds
of the dreams I had and the life I lived
since when did it get so hard to roll out of bed
and who's to say that the picture I have of my life
was not painted by the hand of the Sandman last night
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8. |
Hermit
05:34
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the hermit lives a lonely life
she's stronger than you know, but she stays inside
searching for the words to write
til she finds
a Muse spread on a rock
she's beautiful but tough to touch
in any kind of meaningful way
but she tries
the hermit lives a quiet life
she's weak at the heart with no intent to go outside
a picture painted on the wall
depicts heaven
but she tries
our hermit woman lays in bed all night
no sleep feels fitting for her
performance as a waste-away
somebody called her on the phone and said
"your hole will be gone soon, you don't have any more money to pay us with"
she said "this is the part where my life goes to shit, and he's right, I've got no money"
I've got no words to type
and all my friends were right
this is not a life
I want a life
she left her home for the elevated loop station
an old lady turned for her attention
saying "no I don't want a bite of your finger"
the hermit says "that was never on the table"
the lady says she was a crusade singer
a dead ringer for the hermit who knew she was not able
the hermit scoffs to herself and says
"but she tries"
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Though I'm nineteen years old, I still feel like my voice is a small child, but i'm just in an adult body. My real question about life is: when I grow older, will that small voice still be there or will it become deep? or am I just going to be pretending? a small child in an old mans body... eh?
this is why I wanted to write it out
In this day in age, are memes the true expression of life?
will memes become a true art form?
will there be meme museums in the future?
displaying the history of memes as they have progressed
will there be exhibits of top text bottom text?
exhibits of shitposts?
what will memes progress to?
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10. |
AV Wizard
05:22
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before I ever recorded my voice
I wanted to make sure it was in tip-top shape
put on some tea, a kettle with a fiery potion
and I touched the microphone to my face
recorded five takes of the song
tried to really get my emotions through on that one
I'm looking for a media man I can understand
but all I got is something about a song in a song in a song in a song in a song in a song
my words don't carry more weight than the rest
no arching columns of poetic design
if you hear them you won't be moved
but don't worry, I'm not either
I've got no attitude
I'm no AV Wizard
I'm no AV Wizard
songs about love are love songs
songs about drugs are drug songs
songs about me are me songs
and dumb songs are dumb songs
somebody's going to think you're pretty interesting
but don't you think it's a bit much to be loved?
give me a yes with a little less enthusiasm
and that no is going to have to be a bit softer when he comes
you're expecting too much out of me
you are a you're but the R and U are too close together
and the apostrophe looks wrong damn it
it was a Y-O-U-R your
what kind of person makes mistakes that don't last forever
I'm no AV wizard
I'm no AV wizard
I'm no AV wizard
I'm no AV wizard
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Oh, you've walked these streets
I don't want to hear you
If you take a closer look at the trees
you can see that all the leaves once green are brown
why's it always seem like they're dying
but you've walked these streets for years, my friend
and you've seen the trees that line them born again
you got to respect that they're trying
it feels like this year has eaten me whole
chewed me up and gone on to better days
looks like I'll be in here for a while
in that time I'm sure I could make great strides
in my personal life and relationship with Jesus Christ
but if Jesus isn't cool, I guess I'll pick up smoking
these cigarettes don't help me write,
but they shorten my life
and add an urgent punch to my words I can't buy
with any healthier methods
I was on the phone with my dad, he said "Chris, this is your father, I've got a lot of news for you. It's been five weeks since you called, I mean since I heard your voice... you're not sounding good."
I don't really like sitting at my computer anymore it feels like we're too good of friends at this point. I mean if you spend enough time with somebody and they really start to be your friend, you stop needing to fill all the silence with inconsequential shit. you only say the words you really need to say. I don't need to spend another hour on Youtube or Pornhub or another pirated movie. So I'll sit in a puddle of internet ennui, staring at my desktop for twenty-five minutes till I turn it off without even saying a word
I am trying to carry on with my thoughts
but I can't fall asleep without my phone
I am trying to feel a sense of independency
while holding my own is one point, two points colder
it's a little better feeling at ease with my mistakes
it feels great to see all the people I knew falling
towards heights I never had the calling to call goals
say, Lawrence Welk, I want to give you a big bag of money
to see if you can put it in a place where nobody can use it
to spread seeds of doubt that count you as a contributor
to unequal class housing
take the money, take the money Lawrence, take the money
take the money please take the money, take the money
don't take the money
these cigarettes don't help me write,
but they shorten my life
and add an urgent punch to my words I can't buy
with any healthier methods
these cigarettes don't help me write,
but they shorten my life
and add an urgent punch to my words I can't buy
with any healthier methods
these cigarettes don't help me write,
but they shorten my life
and add an urgent punch to my words I can't buy
with any healthier methods
oooooEEEEooooo AAAAAEAAAAA OOOOHHHH YEAH!
AAAAAAAAAAAHHHH
Oh you've walked these streets
I don't want to hear you
these cigarettes don't help me write,
but they shorten my life
and add an urgent punch to my words I can't buy
with any healthier methods
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12. |
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a home is just a house with all your stuff in and around it
and groceries are just plants and animals you eat with your mouth
and poems are just words that sound like they go together
and life is just a man on a line moving towards heaven
If serial killers kill people
there must be serial die-ers
but nobody wants to die once
so dying twice is just a game for liers
and it hurts really bad right now,
but my experiences tell me right now is right now
so the pain is going to fade while right now moves
towards a right now where the pain is gone,
but the engine's still on
He said "Brutus was a gift from God
and Caesar's palace is a place for those who've fallen from him
I never thought I'd find poetic justice like that in Las Vegas"
Fear and loathing drive the motor,
but someone else is steering the car
your quick wit and kind heart are the parts that keep you in charge
and it hurts really bad right now,
but the engine's still on
these cigarettes don't help me write, but they shorted my life
and add an urgent punch to my words I can't by
with any healthier methods (but it plays backwards)
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