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I never really cared about school all that much
I'm just trying my best not to turn into such a fuck
But going off the deep end from time to time
Is acceptable every once in a while
But once in a while turns into once a week
And once a week turns into every day you see
Now I'm all fucked up and I forgot how to tie my shoes
So I'll wake up alone in a room of silence
Fuckin jerk off and smoke some cigarettes
And think about her and wonder if I ever cross her mind
Woah-oh, woah-oh
So I'm going off the deep end every single day
Because going crazy's the only way to stay sane
When you feel so out of place with everybody from this day and age
Now a lot of people don't condone smoking
But I don't give a shit cause we're all slowly dying
Since the day we were born, we were infected with a plague called life
And sometimes I wonder if I'll ever leave Ohio
And I really don't think I give a shit anymore
Cause I found a place that I call home and I never even have to leave my head
Woah-oh, lets all take acid
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I'm not gonna make it out of here alive
But I'll go when it's my time
And If I'm lying in the grass
Then I'll know I've had a good ride
And if I'm homeless
When that day arrives
Well who needs a death bed
When I've got the sun and blue skies
So go go go my apathy
Take it away away from me
Take it away oh anywhere but here
And go go go anxiety
Take that that shit away from me
So I can die happily many years
From now
I'm not gonna make it out of here alive
But I'll go when it's my time
And if I'm in a dumpster somewhere
I really wont mind
So if I'm homeless
When that day arrives
Well who needs a death bed when I've got the junkies by my side...
So go go go my apathy
Take it away away from me
Take it away oh anywhere but here
And go go go anxiety
Take that that shit away from me
So I can die happily many years
From now
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I don't wanna work
I just wanna sing
I don't wanna do
I just wanna be
I just wanna waste my time and go outside and
see the world and feel alive
Hold my breath and make a wish
I just want to forget
I don't wanna frown
I just wanna laugh
I'd rather be a fool
Cause ignorance is bliss
Avoid all sorts of confrontation
Cause thats the only thing that i am afraid of
Hold my breath and make a wish
I just want to forget
And sometimes you dont know what to do
When the pressures on and they're all staring right at you
When you start to freak out what are you gonna do
Hold my breath and make a wish
I just want to forget
I just want to forget
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And we'll scream up the punks and we'll know that it's wrong
But we won't give a damn, we'll keep singing our songs
And I'll try to believe that you really loved me, but I'll know that I'm wrong
I'll know that I'm wrong and I can't help but laugh, I just wish I could cry
I'm so desensitized that I've been wondering why everyone that I know
They've been writing it down, they've written hundreds of songs about leaving this town
But nobody does, and nobody will
You say that money can't buy happiness, so I guess my life will always hurt like this
You say that you won't miss a thing, yeah, well I can see it in your eyes
That you have been lying to yourself
I'll buy the train ticket if I have to get the hell away from here
Cause I can't watch my friend suffer through the passing of another year
Cause it's this town that brings us down,
And you're the one that told me to get out
So I hope that you go, I wish you all the best
But when you're thinking back to this shitty town, you remember,
You will be missed
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You ask me why I say that I'm straight edge
Instead of just saying that I'm clean
Well I guess that's cause if I did, then I'd have to conform to showering
You ask me why I love black flags
Well I'll tell you they give me hope, well it's true
But I hate flags, and I hate symbols, and I hate everything they mean
So I guess I'm a hypocrite just like you
So if not showering is a revolution you can call me Che Guevara or just human pollution, I swear I won't put it past you
And if shitty songs about anarchy mean anything please call me the Karl Marx of bad poetry cause seems that every word I've ever written I wish I could undo
You ask me why I collect change
Well I'll tell you it's easier than getting a job
But if change don't happen where it really matters
Then I guess there is no hope, and we're all born to die lazy, homeless, ignorant slobs
You ask me why I love traintracks
Well I'll tell you they give me proof
And if there's somewhere else, then I might just be one of the lucky ones to get out
So I guess I'm just another helpless kid looking for truth
So if not showering is a revolution you can call me Che Guevara or just human pollution, I swear I won't put it past you
And if shitty songs about anarchy mean anything please call me the Karl Marx of bad poetry cause seems that every word I've ever written I wish I could undo
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I can't stand the world lately, it does nothing but depress me and the
Broken glass upon the street can't help but remind me of me
And I take comfort in knowing that I don't have to land on my feet cause
I have neither the obligation or even the means
So when this world has got you down
You can just stay there on the ground
Cause this world is a mess and it will just get you depressed
And I'd rather lay here by the tracks just looking up at the clouds
I can't help but envy the homeless drunk man on the street because
Nothing says freedom like giving up and just knowing when you've been beat
I'm not saying that I'm done standing up I'm just tired of being the only one
Cause when you're as jaded as me its hard to have any fun
So when this world has got you down
You can just stay there on the ground
Cause this world is a mess and it will just get you depressed
And I'd rather lay here by the tracks just looking up at the clouds
I'm looking up at the clouds
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i can't stand being alone for just a little while
just a couple hours and i will hate myself
anxiety has led me to believe the ones i love will leave
they're never coming back to me, and i will die alone
i don't have to sacrifice my happiness for anybody
and i don't have to try to make sure i make everybody happy
here's to all the times i cried and cried and cried
over something that i couldn't control
the little things that get under my skin, i cannot let them in
i cannot let them tell me that i'm not good enough
when i think that way i start to feel like theres no hope for me
i start to feel the gravity pulling me to hell
i don't have to sacrifice my happiness for anybody
and i don't have to try to make sure i make everybody happy
here's to all the times i cried and cried and cried
over something that i couldn't control
so here's to all the times i cried and cried and cried
over something that i couldn't control
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i used to pray to god every night
hoping that i'd wake up crazy
cause life was too simple and easy to live
and i wanted chaos to save me
i used to pray for a fucked up turn of events
that would leave me hopeless
what i didn't know then, i know now
wouldn't help me to write this down
going through life, hoping to die
hoping that if i look to the sky
i might get hit by a bus and die
or at least get hit by a truck full of creation
get hit by a truck full of inspiration
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there is nothing i hate more than going to family reunions
i hate being surrounded by all you stupid fuckers and your children
woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
i know-oh-oh-oh-oh
that i'm supposed to like you, but i don't
how dare you have the nerve to say that i will have no future
look at your life, look at what you've done, and realize
woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
i know-oh-oh-oh-oh
you think you know what's best, but you don't
you really fucking don't
so the next time you tell me how to live, remember
woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
i know-oh-oh-oh-oh
i always know whats best for myself, and i don't need you
this is my life and i don't need opinions from you
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released February 5, 2014
all tracks recorded by: John Sailor
tracks 1-3 written by: Albert Chizmar
tracks 4-6 written by: Scotty McMaster
tracks 7-9 written by: Rayne Blakeman
album art by: Rayne Blakeman
