1. |
permanent red mark
01:53
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it wasn’t even jeff or morton
it was some other one
listening to sophie
while coming to contact with the asphalt
and i flipped for what felt like forever
as my razor scooter thudded upon the grass
it wasn’t even a big deal
it was just wet outside
i had my foot on the sidewalk
to prevent a huge slide
and as the skin on my face and shoulder
slid on the ground i realized the irony
five or six months later
i still have that souvenir
a permanent red mark on my wrist
that will probably get darker in a few years
but at least later that day
i got a blue ras maddog and drank my cares away
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2. |
breathe in, breathe out
01:01
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breathe in, breathe out
right out your mouth
it’s okay calm down
cause your problems aren’t worth pouting about
easy come and go
that’s what you need to know
you never like to show
your real emotions but maybe you should
relax, sit down
just don’t forget this town
loves you so so much
don’t let your sorrows drown you
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3. |
woe is me
00:58
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woe is me
how come i’ve never truly felt free?
i think it’s because i hate everything
too much to feel i can do anything
woe is me
why don’t i feel happy?
it’s because i lost my dignity
in my pockets with my keys
woe is me
you’re something i can’t believe
and when you’re next to me
i shut up and enjoy the scenery
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remember when i was wasted at that adult mom show
drinking two tallboys of beer in a house in my heart of ohio
remember we ate at boyd and you said that i was a problem
well you didn’t put it that way but it clicks in that way
when you hate yourself too much like me
i shouldn’t even have written this but it was bothering me
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5. |
guts (demo)
01:49
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6. |
sorry
04:09
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i’m so sorry
i’m giving up on me
we couldn’t see
what was happening
i don’t know what i’m doing anymore
all of a sudden being next to you is such a bore
i’m so sorry
i kept your old tee
it brought back good memories
of the times i was happy
i don’t know what i’m doing anymore
all of a sudden being next to you is such a bore
i keep looking at pictures of your sweater
thinking about how my face was smothered in it
i don’t know what i’m doing anymore
all of a sudden being next to you is such a bore
and i’m sorry
cause i feel like it’s all my fault
and i’m sorry
you’re perfect and i’m not
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7. |
missing hand
03:03
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crash your car into mine
and i'll feel like i'm flying for about ten seconds
a thing i've always wanted to experience
smash your head into my own
and tell me i deserve to only have bad things happen
it's the only thing i'm good at predicting
i'm a three year old wearing my favorite t-shirt
holding my mom's hand for protection
i'm an eighteen year old wearing my favorite pair of vans
holding my mom's hand but it went missing
force your knife into my back
and tell me that all of my problems are all my fault
it's what i tell myself everyday anyways
draw whatever on my face
and say that's what you see on it all the time
i'll pretend like it doesn't bother me
i'm a three year old wearing my favorite t-shirt
holding my mom's hand for protection
i'm an eighteen year old wearing my favorite pair of vans
holding my mom's hand but it went missing
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Wasted Champs Athens, Ohio
photo by Cole Bellinger
RIP WC :(
Wasted Champs recommends:
defend trans punk, fuck terfs
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