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something to say
02:54
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I’m saving up all of my money
To get the fuck away from where I am right now
I hope that I’ll be somewhere in the middle of America
when my car breaks down
I know I should have told you something
But I just couldn’t find the words back then
for right now
I told myself that I’d stop drinking,
and I’d start thinking
of what comes from my mouth
I told you I was fine
What if I told you I was lying
I’ve got something to say to you
I’ve got something to say to you
I’ve got something to say
I never cared at all
I left it all and now I’m running
From everything I knew all too well
You had the chance to tell me something
You made choice to keep it to yourself
I could have never seen it coming
Like two more shots now fuck I’m blacked out
I called you up, but I said nothing
I hung up now I’m talking to myself
I said that I was fine
What if I told you I was lying
I’ve got something to say to you
I’ve got something to say to you
I’ve got something to say
I never cared at all
Its my red wine
Its never having a valentine
its a ghost screaming irony right before your eyes
Its my selfish thoughts that you feel just the same
Its your nasty remarks and the way you say my name
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corpo
05:04
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You say your moving to the city
You say you’ll make a lot of money
But you dont think that it will make you happy there
You say you wanted something to fall back on
You say they give you snacks that you can snack on
And have I mentioned, yeah you mentioned your starting salary
You’ll spend at bars, to make new friends
Or maybe online subscriptions
To meet a girl who might make you feel ok
You’ll spend your time with co-workers
Who only talk about their furniture
They just bought with their recent bump in pay
But are you happy?
You’re moving up now, a corner office
A parking spot, and more profits
Can you believe it, but you can’t see the time pass by
You told yourself 2 years and I’m leaving
Now your 27 and you’re dreaming
Of all the things you could have done the past 5 years
You call me up, how’s it going?
You break down you’re feeling so alone and
You wanna quit but maybe you’ll give it more time
You try and tell yourself that this is right and
Your so successful, why am I trying to fight it
I only have one question to inquire
Are you happy?
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If only I could play more than four fucking chords
In a similar pattern I would write you song
It’d be as pretty as you
It’d be upbeat and happy
You would know all the words
You would sing em out loud
I would tell you a story
And it wouldn’t be sad
It’d be more than the stupid thoughts in my head
It would rhyme and meaning
You smile at the sound
Of every single syllable coming out of my mouth
For you
If I only I could do
I would play you something new
I would do that for you
And maybe it could go like…
If only I could dress a little bit nicer
and I didn’t have holes in all of my shoes
and my hair wasn’t bleached
and my pants weren’t so dirty
And I didn’t have all of my stupid tattoos
I would give you something,
something better to look at
You can tell me if you like that
Cause I would do it for
You
If I only I could do
I would play you something new
I would do that for you
It goes go like...
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Bad Brows Santa Barbara, California
also playing in a band called the sechs siebens
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