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Dead Idiots Club
03:15
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Listen to the silence of the night
Pretending the stars don’t shine that bright
But they do
Oh, but they do
Hour after hour, we made our schemes
The world will be ours, just wait and see
You’ll see
Oh, you’ll see
Coming at you from the comfort of a bed
I didn’t fall asleep in
Say the word and just like that this one will
Belong to the ages
Welcome to the dead idiots club
You’re here because you dared to fall in love
The whole damn thing was the perfect crime
A culture war, murder-suicide
We walked around the city hand in hand
Letting go wasn’t in our plan
But things never go
According to plan
Coming at you from the comfort of a bed
I didn’t fall asleep in
Say the word and just like that this one will
Belong to the ages
Welcome to the dead idiots club
You’re here because you dared to fall in love
We faced each other with
Our guns drawn
How did our perfect crime
End up so wrong?
And when it’s time for
Our parting words
“If you set one foot out that door, it’s fucking over!
So please don’t go”
Welcome to the dead idiots club
You’re here because you dared to fall in love
Welcome to the dead idiots club
You’re here because you dared to fall in love
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Mr. Pipe and Slippers
02:43
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Welcome to a neighborhood without a story
A tired, aimless, spineless, lifeless glory
We start our tale on the fresh cut lawn
Of this nuclear family in purgatory
Mr. Pipe and Slippers settles in after a
Long, hard day doing busy work
His wife wears a smile so thin
You can really tell she has a life to burn
The paper says we’re at war
But that means nothing anymore
It’s the beginning of the end for me
In this present I don’t wanna see
Stepford wives brandishing their knives
No, I’ve never felt less free
In comes the atom bomb of
A person that I am
I put a big, fat crater
In their suburban plans
I’m treated like a mutant
Not free from prying eyes
I try to hide my tricks and lies
But they seem to see through my disguise
The paper says we’re at war
But that means nothing anymore
It’s the beginning of the end for me
In this present I don’t wanna see
Stepford wives brandishing their knives
No, I’ve never felt less free
The paper says we’re at war
But that means nothing anymore
It’s the beginning of the end for me
In this present I don’t wanna see
Stepford wives brandishing their knives
No, I’ve never felt less free
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3. |
I Want It All
02:54
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I wanna be a biofemme
I wanna see the very end
I wanna know what life will be like
When we’re all gone, what happens next, oh
I wanna blow this shit sky high
I wanna look myself in the eyes
I wanna know where it all went wrong
And I wanna know if it ever went right
Place your bets
Oh, place your bets
Forget your love
Kill your regrets
I’m just wasting time
Can you spare a dime
For this old fool
I want it all
And I will settle for nothing less
I’m sick to death of
Being repressed
I want it all, I want it all
I want it all
I don’t care how far I’ll fall
Guilty of everything in spades
I want to be the moment too big
For the cameras, kill the lights
And pretend I’m the perfect bride
Still I’m living in shame, oh well
You don’t even know my name so well
Doesn’t matter when I’m standing on a table
You’ll find I couldn’t give a shit about labels
Place your bets
Oh, place your bets
Forget your love
Kill your regrets
I’m just wasting time
Can you spare a dime
For this old fool
I want it all
And I will settle for nothing less
I’m sick to death of
Being repressed
I want it all, I want it all
I want it all
I don’t care how far I’ll fall
But maybe I do
Maybe I’ll switch up the story for you
We’ll redo the doomsday
The one that made your problems all go away
You’ll shave your head and you’ll carve your eyes out
To get rid of any trace of me
And if I’m wrong, well, who’s keeping track
Truthful is the last thing I’d want to be
I want it all
And i will settle for nothing less
I’m sick to death of
Being repressed
I want it all, I want it all
I want it all
And I don’t care how far I’ll
I don’t care how far I’ll
No, I don’t care how far I’ll fall
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4. |
Unhappy Marriage
03:22
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You fight until the latest hours
Of the night, you can’t
Seem to think the other can
Do anything right but if it’s
Any consolation, it’s the end of the ride
Your kids are trapped in their rooms
But you’re trapped inside
I’m not one for liars
I’m not the one for you
I’m signing our life away
There’s nothing you can do
You scream in my face, I scream in yours
All because you didn’t do your fucking chores
This wedding band has never felt so tight
I’ve never taken it off but now I might
Every day it’s the same old shit
And I’m really getting sick of it
Come on kids, get dressed, get packed
We’re leaving home and we’re never coming back
Oh, unhappy marriage
Oh, what an unhappy marriage
Parents speaking gibberish
You don’t quite understand
But now you know the magic’s gone
And your brother was unplanned
He wrote a letter, her mind’s made up
So now she’s on her own, that’s just her luck
Three kids with nowhere to go
Couldn’t find a house, let alone a home
Every day it’s the same old shit
And I’m really getting sick of it
Come on kids, get dressed, get packed
We’re leaving home and we’re never coming back
Oh, unhappy marriage
Oh, what an unhappy marriage
16 years later
The story’s the same
Our family is nothing
More than a name
I’m done with holding back
It’s my time now
You two should have called it off
Before you even said your vows
Oh, unhappy marriage
Oh, what an unhappy marriage
Oh, eh, what the fuck, man
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I didn’t hold on tight enough
I couldn’t breathe for you, my love
But if I meet a god above
I’ll tell them that I didn’t give up
White knuckles, glassy eyes
Black clothing, this is my heavenly disguise
On my knees begging for them to let me in
Don’t let it all be for nothing
I never thought that the end would look like this
No parting words, no bitter kiss
If I could cry, I would, you know
It’s better than the parting dumb-show
These velvet cushions feel so nice
But now I’m finally out of sight
I wish I could share what I can see
I’m nothing more than a memory
And if you miss me to death
I’ll be sad to know that my last breath
Was spent not on loving you
But wallowing in a morbid vignette
Off comes the mask, off come the gloves
Into my veins go the last drugs
To kick me off the riverbank
As last words go, I’m drawing a blank
Something meaningful, something wise
Something comforting, to wipe the tears from your eyes
I hope you’ll hear it in my tone
I’m not just leaving you alone
I held your hand and you held mine
We toasted glasses of red wine
You said my hands were both so cold
I promised we would never grow old
And as her patience grew so thin
The moment came to let her in
Maybe this was the best goodbye
The last thing I saw was your beautiful eyes
And if you miss me to death
I’ll be glad to know that my last breath
Was spent on loving you
And basking in our morbid vignette
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This is the last song I’ll ever write
This is the last time I’ll put my pen to paper
Before I close my book for the night
It’s getting hard to sleep, but I try
Some days I can’t keep going
But for heaven’s sake, I’ll keep living a lie
I’ll keep living a lie
I’ll keep living a
You know, the truth only matters if someone lies
And life only matters if someone dies
This is suicide in the 21st century
And beyond
I might go quietly or with a round of applause
Either way, I’ll move along
I’m all tied up on the stairs to my roof
I just yelled at someone I care about
Oh, god, what did I just do
You know, the shame is in the act
So much for all the wasted years I’ll never get back
I’ll never get back
I pissed it all away
You know, the truth only matters if someone lies
And life only matters if someone dies
This is suicide in the 21st century
And beyond
I might go quietly or with a round of applause
Either way, I’ll move along
This is suicide in the 21st century
And beyond
I might go quietly or with a round of applause
Either way, I’ll move along
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7. |
Song 119
02:53
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You looked at me
Like I was a thing most bizarre
And I asked you
Just how you did feel
And you said
“You must be crazy”
Rounding the
Corner on
8 A.M. now
And I don’t know much
But I sure know this
I’m feeling like myself
Say something
That you never thought that
You would say out loud
But only to yourself
Your makeup came off
It just felt so wrong
You felt like you had
To hide a part of yourself
Those bastards lied
You’re not unnatural
As bad as
It can get
It’s been worse, kid
So don’t give up, yet
You’re sick but not dead
Trust me, you’ll find yourself
Say something
That you never thought that
You would say out loud
But only in the mirror
You hate your voice
You hide your form
You hate your guts
You can’t take this anymore
Someday you will feel strangely new
A weight off your chest
Your heart in your hand
Finally you’ve found yourself
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TV For Dinner Boston, Massachusetts
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