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False Priest
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I don't know everything but what I do is that I am write and you are wrong and if you don't keep an open mind I will crush you with all my weight my hands are garbage disposal blades and I will cut you till you take my shape understand I'm a modest person but when you use your selfish time instead of mine that is not okay my hands are garbage disposal blades and I will cut you till you take my shape I don't want to disagree with you but I do cause it's some bullshit that you say like may I be alone awhile that gets me pissed all day my hands are garbage disposal blades and I will cut you till you take my shape
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Living Alone
03:51
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you get so used to things like eating all by yourself in a cafeteria that everyone that you know who does not do as you do becomes some kind of celebrity you don't get phone calls to go to shows no man you just go alone and you stop listening to music on your speakers and instead you stick with headphones living alone living alone when you lived at home there was always your parents to talk to but now you're alone and you are just not loud enough you hear voices from your friends apartment as you pass it on a friday night and you don't think "should i knock" to yourself you think "what is that" living alone is not a choice you make you try to blame the folks who raised you but i think we have a cure but i'll never know cuz i'm scared of so much more
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My Childhood Home
05:50
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i wait outside and watch for the lights to change indoors i've been feeling nostalgic and it drives me mad it tears me apart and i must take part in it i go in through the back climb the stairs that lead to the place i used to sleep it is now an office there's a desk where my bed used to be and files on the floor they're all asleep so i take my time repaint the room with my eyes then i leave go back to the place i've slept for the last for years and dream quietly
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Like Fire
06:10
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it was like fire and it started quiet in the bags under your eyes and it seeped onto the howling floor the one where you opened the windows and the light came midnight blue and prayed for you and joseph's gone to the center of the earth says he's got some business with a man in a red bright suit who treats him like a child and it was like fire the way he came down the hill and you stopped him at the edge of the road you said "where are you going" "i'm gonna shoot my brother in the womb" you had a dream where you were underwater you woke up coughing and he wasn't next to you in bed
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Let Me Be Yr Mother
03:48
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i'm not waiting for the weekend cuz that's when my friends go drinking and i swear one day they'll come back with one fewer he was waiting by the deep end and that's when we pushed him in and he swam oh yeah he swam "i am alive" he cried before he sank and no one's gonna be my guardian no one's gonna keep us far from harm so i will try my best 'll try my best till then i was raised to be a wreck but i have the best intentions so would you please let me be worried for a bit let me be your mother tonight no one's gonna be my guardian no one's gonna keep us far from harm so i will try my best i'll try my best till then
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False Priest San Francisco, California
false priest is a modern rock band from the san francisco bay area.
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