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Sunday Morning (Joey K)
02:17
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Philosopher says, stay in bed
there's no cure for your existential dread
feel so alone in a world so big
take a breath, you just wanna give in
But then Sunday morning comes
like a whisper in you
Sunday morning comes
can it feel it in you
Sunday morning comes
like a whisper in you, like a gospel in the wind
Atheist says, were already dead
live for today there's just darkness ahead
the world seems so cold its over so quick
is there any hope any meaning left to this
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A Sequel to UP
01:34
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A sequel to UP thats instead called: Fucked Up
since i “The Departed” my new writer sucked
When we held each other it felt like it should
A scene in my life that was actually good
Your heart was a screening that id never miss
A cop drama called Training Gay where they kiss
A passionate screenplay that never felt stuck
A prudence and wonder that i long to touch
Nelly Furtados Im like a Burd(en)
Dont Speak (to me anymore) by No Doubt
FEAR is a band that i just shouldnt reference but i FEAR: The Record will suck when its out
A prequel to Die Hard that i just call Die
Ill never forget how the light hit your eyes
The Road is a Book and a movie, ok?
I hope that i see you down The Road someday
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You say your falling over again
hungover at least half the time
still piecing your twenties together seemed
calmer in your mind
Looking out on sunny skies
just wishing it would rain
so all of this staying inside
wouldn't be a waste
It's alright isn't it alright
This isnt how
falling over again pointlessly unfound
breaking down
seemed so much easier when you were around
You scream your getting sober this time
bloody noses will not define
still throwing your 20's away
just to stay young in your mind
looking out on snowy skies
just hoping it will stay
so all of the beauty outside
might help me change my ways
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Brown Insulin
01:05
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I wish that i was cooler than your brown insulin
Got a white savior complex like you wouldn’t believe
Theres a red flag that hangs outside my cowardice and sin
As i sit mashing buttons on a broken time machine
And its dark in contrast
and its lacking depth
and its one day closer to the indifference of death
Im preceded by my reputation,
beyond the pale and im driven to abandon all the people that ive failed no one sick that i could help without resenting them in health
no chasm that is greater than my facade and myself
And a black sun is rising but nobody seems to care,
and the disconnect is waxing by the ignorance we share
but a lungs still breathing and a heart still returns
you will get what you want and you will get what you deserve
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Fling (Joey K)
03:27
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Give me one more chance to recover
I will gladly take all the blame
if I could spend one more night in your presence
giving my life meaning to remain
you can watch me panic in the morning
a state of my anxious decay
and we can shotgun beers and start avoiding
the rest of this worthless human race
"Lots of ooooohhhhsss"
Give me one more chance to recover
even though I'll probably never change
no more long nights spend in avoidance
of how I ended up this way
you can watch me smile in the morning
as the light come shining off your face
and we can shotgun beers and start avoiding
the rest of this worthless human race
"Even more ooooohhhhsss"
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Chick Fil A
01:40
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I still think of you, when i see a garbage fire
And you cross my mind, like i cross my chest a liar
Lifes a stupid waste, and its my favorite place to stay
But mostly i think of you when i drive by chick fil a
When i sleep outside and i wake up cold and stiff
i stop to think how you would lick my taint a bit
Lifes a broken stich, theres nothing in this bitch worth fixin
But mostly i think of you when i drive by zaxbys chicken
Our loves a mistake just like this chocolate shake i pour on the ground
Youre the only one, the only one who couldve brought me down
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The Call (Joey K)
02:34
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I got the call from you I feared
things have changed for good this year
I wondered around the space in my mind
Can't seem to put it together this time
You said don't worry about me at all
wish I had thought to make that call
I know everything's impermanent
but wish I could talk to you again
You wonder to yourself it could've been me
but I guess it wasn't supposed to be
maybe next year it will happen but
I'll lie in spaces till I'm cut off from the air supply
and left under the ground to rot
or worse I'll be forgotten about
a symptom of my selfish doubts
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Bip Jeffers Memphis, Tennessee
"Bips music speaks for itself" -Brennan Whalen, HEELS, WFMF
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Smartest person I’ve ever met
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Puddle City Racing Lights
by Windmill
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