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Textual Healing
03:51
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just a girl locked in your cell
weaving in and out of the traffic hell
with one eye on the road, its off to work you go
it's all fine when the boss aint wise
let the messaging fly on company time
while the cubicle next door picks up the slack
reaching out
solution's in your hand
happy hour calls as the work day ends
and it doesn't take long to shun your friends
gotta tap into your love connection's inbox
reaching out
solution's at your fingers
'cause you got the medicine
to cure the lonely feelin’
desperately dealin'
textual healing
the remedy is digital
the emptiness is fillable
by sending your perpetual
textual healing
click away the day...
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2. |
Drunk Dial Of The Year
04:53
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my manifesto for this evening
is inviting and appealing
one shot and i am off towards the reeling
sucking down whatever
a high-test misadventure
might just be another trainwreck to remember
but all the things we left unsaid
keep on spinning in my head
guess it's time to get this off my chest...
i can feel it , comin' on
words searing, off my tongue
the voice that rips your ear
this is the drunk dial of the year
can you hear it? rambling on
it's piercing, clean & strong
a voice so loud & clear
this is the drunk dial of the year
gluttonous affliction
a circumstantial victim
got a one way conversation addiction
raging sentimental
anything but gentle
spewing out emotion exponential
you gotta hear me get this off my chest
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3. |
Service With A Smile
03:17
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another lonely day, a chance to squander my pay
down the road, where she knows my name
she struts it with that certain somethin'
and she's gonna fill my ears with alot of sweet nothings
she makes me feel
like i'm the only one
im in love with a waitress
now i cant stop drinking
guess i'm hangin' out here for a while
yes im in love with a waitress
'cause i must be a sucker for some service
service with a smile
she's clearly on her game, lighting up the room
with cheap beer and cheaper perfume
her hair is tucked up under her cap
and her chest is spilling out, just like her insecurities
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4. |
Piranhas
04:48
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i scour the venue
for a flesh bite 360 view
a fish out of water
with everything to lose
setup all nite
premium line of sight
beady little eyes
brilliant disguise
another night in an alcoholic haze
you can't escape the creepy gaze
so sorry
the piranhas are staring you cold
the piranhas are out of control
oh-oh-oh
trance un - folding
penetrating your skin
nerve unwavering
burns to the bone
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5. |
The Fake'r, The Better
04:08
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perfectly obsessing
the lines that crack your face
so easily erased
airbrushed by injection
flash bulbs set to frame
the sparkling mutation
'work done' doubles the fun
the makeup weighs a ton
looks like 40’s the new 21
the fake’r the better
phony forever
I can’t tell what is real
and I don’t care
the fake’r the better
so keep on pretendin’
I don’t know what is real
and I don't care
the fake’r the better
hook, line, and sinker
no-one cares
city of illusion
shiny buff machines
dreams and stacks of green
lavishly offensive
starlets on the scene
sucking all attention
the flaws of your life
corrected by the knife
looks like 50’s the new 25
the innocence gets painted over
by the jaded scars of superstars
who recommend their gastric bypass surgeons and L. Ron
to show you the way…
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6. |
Kitsch Me If You Can
05:04
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with a thrift store heart and a vintage mind
i pick the perfect pop vice that makes me shine
i 'don't hassel the hoff' in my jovi tour tee (from 1986)
and hit the pillow just right so my bedhead is authentic
and i walk among the masses that i shun
“so bad, it's good“...so clever...
make all my pleasures guilty
just keep on lapping up the irony
and predictable cliches
sold with convenient insincerity
c'mon kitsch me if you can
come and kitsch me if you can
wouldn't you like to know?...
what really lies under the mullet wig?...
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