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Suburban Princess

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The Birds complete with Interlude intro into Pt.1 then Pt.2

The Birds (Complete) Interlude, Pt.1, Pt.2

Your Girl (Rick Nowels version)

instrumental by the goats @six-days-after-christmas @i-wanna-be-a-jack-o-later

youd think everything was fake
im just one more mistake
and youve become this
feeling that i just dont think ill shake
IM SO COMPLACENT
so disruptive
cant communicate
without words and pictures
guess it figures that everyones the same
im becoming everything i hate
thats all i tell myself most days
take my pictures out your frames
all i ever did was change
must be nothing in my brain
every day feels much more fake
much more than the last one
i know ill just break

your own worst enemy is you

i wanna be a jack-o-lantern - more than any demo

w/ @six-days-after-christmas
prod us as always
i heard ur doing fine 
so i want talk to much 
wont waste ur time 
i hope u live ur life 
with happy memories
of u and i 

its just so hard for me to let go 
when i held your heart so damn close 
and now nobody wants to know 
how i feel well

you know i love you 
you know i need you so 
i wont deceive u 
girl i dont even know 

why i would trust u
i knew that you would leave
i hope u realise 
all  that u done to me

your call is still all i need
and i've been waiting quite a while for u to be
the one i'll always run to once again
the one that cant stand me 
one that hates my friends

forget what you'll do
you started nothing new
your love never left my room
its never about what i do

you know i love you

when it seems this life didnt go your way
ill wake up next time to your pretty face
and youll say hello and ill just say hey
but i always wake up before we have anything good to say
i pick up roses till they're wilted into colorless pulp
i tried those other times those other times they left me no hope
and youll see other guys those other guys theyll think im a chud
i see you in my dreams the next time i see you i wont wake up

okay time to kill myself

a normal day in december 
you hands cold from dancing in the snow 
i cant think of better 
way to ask you where u want to go 

and i know your 
somwhere 
i dont wanna let you go 
your cold gaze 
your comfort 
enough to turn me into stone 

i love your black hair 
the way you walked right through the door 
it hurt me 
so much i 
think my heart just might have froze 

dont forget your heart 
you dropped it on your way out of the house 
dont forget to start 
your proccess of figuring things out

i know you're somewhere

i coul;d never count all the hours i spent just telling myself that you never existed
buzzin like a radio, my mind keeps buzzing like its never alone

like i really need a medal all the times i tried
you shouyld really get a bucket all the times youve cried
get knocked down yet i still survive



did it hurt when you fell from heaven
does a god exist

i wanna be a jack-o-lantern - obsession

mari