Chip Chan

On holidays, in lonely haunts
At closing time, in restaurants
I can't keep on pretending not to see
Yeah, I'm starting to suspect
Though I hope I'm incorrect
That maybe I'm the only one for me

Holding hands, starlit walks
Making plans, silly talk
All I see are couples in the street
I always had a hunch
I would crumble in the crunch
Yeah, maybe I'm the only one for me

Only one for me
Only one for me
Only one for me
I'll put my dreams high on the shelf
I'll have to learn to like myself
Yeah, maybe I'm the only one for me

Bended knee, honeymoon
Nursery, another soon
Into my mind, the thought begins to creep
If no one's fond of fuckin' me
Maybe no one's fuckin' fond of me
Yeah, maybe I'm the only one for me

Only one for me
Only one for me
Only one for me
I'll put my dreams high on a shelf
I'll have to learn to like myself
I'll put my dreams high on a shelf
I'll have to learn to like myself
Yeah, maybe I'm the only one for me

On holidays

Maybe I'm The Only One For Me (Purple Mountains cover)

After Ur Gone

Collab with Ofigz, go check out his music https://on.soundcloud.com/BxBBFzrWGJztVUic8

Elliot Rodger Is In Hell Boiling In Excrement (Feat. Ofigz)

Ashtray (Matt Pless)

Bored and gone

Folk punk song about everything


I feel more alone in a crowded
Room than I do alone
A million lyrical contradictions
That make me profound

You’re a slave to your vice
But you’re free in that you do so
Where’s my fucking candy mountain
And my bowling green to go

When I was fourteen I 
Had a girl who was fun
I’d get beaten raped and tortured
Because that’s what was so fun

I asked her “what’s the deal yo”
And she slugged me in the eye
A million funny stories
That I laugh so hard I cry 


A million lies I’ve told
That I’ve made true in my mind
A million truths I’ve hid
That prolly would have saved my fucking life 


My house is full of bugs n’ mold 
and things that make you sick
A million times I’ve told my dad
They’ve got the right to live

I’ve got the hippie mindset
In the body of the skin
But a million hippies would kill more
If they weren’t just rich kids

I’ve got herpes I’ve got Hep C
And a broken bleeding heart
A million more diseases 
That you say will make good art

My good friend is a prophet
She knows that she’s full of shit
A million times I’ve talked her through
The poison in her spit


A million lies I’ve told
That I’ve made true in my mind
A million truths I’ve hid
That prolly would have saved my fucking life 


There’s mice that’s living 
In my basement, attic and the floor
A million times I’ve turned away
Mayor campaigns at my door

You say that’s self destructive
And I’m turning down the help
But a million cops can’t do the job
Of a gun and myself

This is Just the Start (demo)

if God doesn't smite you, i will

You want every little thing 
Wrapped around a string
So you don’t have to want

You aren’t willing to try
But demand sacrifice
You think you’re some savant

You can’t have what you don’t want
I’m not your shepard or your flock

You think every bit of me
Is given to you free
When you feed me a line

I don’t need a second taste
To know that you’re a waste
Of my fucking time

I don’t need to play this out
Your silver tongue needs cutting out

I won’t do what you say
I’m not your pawn to play
I’ll do just what I want
You’re just an afterthought

I’ve played this game before
I know you’ll soon be bored
So I’m not gonna wait
For you to run this fake

Lambda

chorus
ill always be alone
ill always be at home
ill never change my ways
ill always stay the same
ill always be afraid
ill never be Ok
ill never change my ways
ill always stay the same

verse
marching towards insanity
it has the best of me yea
i dont know whats wrong with me
im living on repeat and
i can fix it easily
but im too sad and lazy
everything is such a waste
all of this pain just breaks me

chorus
ill always be alone
ill always be at home
ill never change my ways
ill always stay the same
ill always be afraid
ill never be Ok
ill never change my ways
ill always stay the same


Chip Chan

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