Joe: Eb until CAN TELL which is F# on CAN (you can't trust anyone cause as far as you CAN tell, yeah...)

everybody sings the same notes (nobody here gets you/it's getting difficult to get yourself)

ive prlly given this song 200 of those plays

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ac guitar n voc thru sm57 plus pedal chain

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I Just Might

your mild "depression" tends to stay the same no matter who you talk to. no one seems to get whats underneath and occupying your afflicted brain. please realize that you're the only one that you have right to blame, because nobody knows what you won't tell them, and nobody can help if you won't let them. but you can't trust anyone cause as far as you can tell, yeah, (nobody here gets you and it's getting kinda hard to get yourself) you call them friends with air-quotes said out loud. you find it hard translating feelings into words out of your mouth. in front of them you can't just spit it out, so the feelings fade and you just calculate your crippling self-doubt. you hope they read these words and ask themselves, "is this about me or somebody else?" you held it in too long stick your friend upon a shelf to gather dirty dust instead of telling him you've had enough. there's no need to discuss, no need to allow them to adjust. or let it all build up inside until your rage turns to disgust. violate their trust, make them think they did something wrong. "but you never said you never felt like you belonged"

Glad To Forget You

 In the little hole torn in the corner 
of my pillow there’s a tunnel
I sleep with the snakes under my blankets
my river bed, we drift like serpents 

sweating ocean floating seasalt
sometimes motion sickness puzzles
if I fall off I’ll drown in my carpet
unwashed clothes and empty bottles

in my head there’s a tunnel
sweat drips down into the funnel
there are bugs in my covers
there are cackling hyenas

sweating ocean floating seasalt
mostly seasick from the diesel
you won’t find me on the carpet
it will steal me like a tar pit


Glad To Forget You

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