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Everything is Boring

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All We Ever Do Is Talk

Me & Me

What Doesn't Kill You Makes You Paranoid

Kinky

DIVE

jupiter

production by pekarot


i don't get it, what does he have that i don't have? 
are you serious? everything, he has literally everything you don't 

i heard you cut me off.
is that easy to do? is that easy for you?
there’s nothing in my gut, i can’t throw up anymore
i need you in my blood, i gotta show you love
oh, i can show you love.

i don’t wanna talk
i’d rather rip out my tongue
i can’t explain what i feel
one more sign and i’m done.

i can’t go to char, we ate it every day
do you still have your card?
that bowling alley met you at the bar
you said come over, it felt too bizarre.


 he has literally everything you don't have, a job, a car, a steady income. 

i need you in my blood, i gotta show you love
oh, i can show you love.

an address, a second pair of shoes, table manners.
the ability to say tampon without giggling. 
mark, has his life together...
ill get u a different nurse.

no more tacos ฅ^>⩊<^ ฅ🌮🌮

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written by s. holden jaffe & gabe goodman
produced by s. holden jaffe, gabe goodman & mike adubato
mixed by andy baldwin
mastered by john greenham


i do not want to fight this anymore
i just want to lay back and watch you pin me to the bed
i used to call you my best friend way back before you were my everything
now i’m sucking your neck

and you wrote my favorite song
now i’m fucked up and carrying on
i do not know the words to it yet, oh

and it hits me 
i don’t want anybody else touching you like i do 
like i do
like me
is it ok?
that i don’t want anybody else touching you like i do
like i do
like me

yeah

tell me that nobody else touches you like i do, like i do
oh tell me that nobody else touches you like me
tell me that nobody else touches you like i do, like i do
oh tell me that nobody else touches you like me

you’re pulling on my habit lines
the more i smoke the more i find
i can’t just fall asleep instead
and you’re not my protector i hope you know it wasn’t her
that kept me off your side of the bed, oh 

and it hits me 
i don’t want anybody else touching you like i do 
like i do
like me
is it ok?
that i don’t want anybody else touching you like i do
like i do
like me

you’re in his living room
and it may not mean much you
but your plates are in his sink
and your sweater’s on his bed
won’t you text me when you’re home
my baby, spare me all the rest

please just tell me that nobody else touches you like i do
oh tell me that nobody else touches you like me

and it hits me 
i don’t want anybody else touching you like i do 
like i do
like me
is it ok?
that i don’t want anybody else touching you like i do
like i do
like me

Ode to a Conversation Stuck in Your Throat

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