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MSN
02:15
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I got broken up with via MSN
I found out my nan died via voicemail
Could’ve avoided being overdrawn
had I paid attention to detail
I keep an exercise routine
and store the medicine in the fridge
It only postpones what’s to come
But I’d rather not cross that bridge
Reflect on the decade about to pass
Your big dreams narrowed and your wage fell
Put on a movie I used to love
Yeah this really hasn’t aged well
There are dark days coming soon
I can feel the thicker air
I guess the outlook ain’t so bad
once your eyes adjust to the glare
When was the last time you cried?
Answer honestly
Is it a blow to your pride
when success makes someone happy?
Got broken up with via MSN
Found out my nan died via voicemail
It’s remarkable how you can
play on easy mode and still fail.
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Observation
03:10
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Everything’s running out
from your data to your lip balm
Your favourite song got ruined
when you set it as your alarm
Appointments for precaution
and other tales of fear
Strife is simultaneously far and near
Thought you could do long distance
But the cold realities
weaken your resistance
Kill you by degrees
You heard a piece of paper could only be folded twelve times
Tried for thirteen, but it’s hard enough at nine
We learn by observation, and tentatively evolve
Katharine’s got some problems that only she can solve
It’s advice you could’ve done with
hearing years ago
Sacrificed your one wish
for more of what you know
Some things you get over
Others you carry around
Never finding closure
So you’re finally your own boss
Measure what you’re gaining
against the sense of loss.
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Acne
01:57
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The boy that Audrey called her mans
likes to stand under ceiling fans
and calculate the likelihood
Fate weighs more than your choices do
Acne is a kind of face tattoo
Base level got rebranded as good
The welcome smell of petrichor
The washed up ash from the week before
He wore her down like ladders in stockings
Touched her like the button at pedestrian crossings
It shocked him when she boxed her stuff
While giving the eye to a soon-to-be father
She puts forth a lurid would-you-rather
Independence, or close enough
Your stubble itches in the sticky heat
Wonder if you’ll ever feel complete
Another comfort turning strange
Desperate for a cooler change.
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Guilt
02:37
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I hate how things are
I miss how things were
Ask me next month, and I’ll say the reverse
Wanting whatever I used to have
The records and books you wish that you’d kept
Are part of a larger psychic debt
The screen keeps freezing on your sat nav
My sense of guilt is old enough to drink
And it’s never not my turn to pay
What I can’t say to a face, I will in ink
Call off the search, then back on the bike
I can change myself to suit what you like
Customise as you see fit
My sense of guilt is old enough to drink
I’m up all night to cheat the day
Come on and love me
before the coastline sinks.
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Routine
03:42
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ROUTINE
This weather keeps lawnmowers low on work
It’s fine at first
but pretty soon the lack of routine gets tough.
Righto that’s enough, you’ve had your fun
The bastards won
From now on there’s no boom, just bust.
What’s the best way to hang on in
when hope is thin?
Not my place to say, so do as you must.
Got a coaster with your signature
you wrote it four times
I don’t remember why
I just think it’s nice to have, is all.
Reading through the last email you sent
Wondering what you meant
Too late to ask, too late to call.
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