ive been in spotify more  but i stoped listening here

Diane

the things we used to talk about
well they've all been talked about
we're tracing steps only to end up 
right where we started

i'll light a match
to burn it all down
i hope the fire takes
me as well

we've come so far
just to give up now
I at least thought
that this was real

you and i play cards to pass the time
and family dinner's spent in silence

we speak soft to save our breath
and sleep like logs on our motel bed

we've come so far
just to give up now
I at least thought		
that this was real

i'll light a match
to burn it all down
i hope the fire takes
me as well

sad songs for sad people

gotta love some edge (ft the shitty guitar left in a dgn practice room and my fantastic bronchitis voice)

In time I'll probably learn how to be a better guy, but until then
I'm searching for reasons to say I'm happy until I die
That might seem dramatic but it's really just the truth
I just wish I could say what's on my mind
To you

The lights are out, the beat is pumping
Hopes are high, and hearts are thumping
When I wake up I won't know you

I don't even remember
What I did, who I did, what I said last night
But I'll always know when you're
Feeling good, feeling great, yeah I feel alright
Don't stop the music, keep it loud
I wanna shout my name, yeah I'm fucking proud
To be a messed up worthless kid

I loved the feeling of falling out of the tree in my yard
My bones cracked, teeth rattled, eyes rolled back in my head that I hit too hard
I flew up, above my body
I was looking down at myself
I realize a bit too late you shouldn't climb trees with nooo help

The tree's a metaphor if you didn't catch that
For gettin high by yourself

I don't even remember
What I did, who I did, what I said last night
But I'll always know when you're
Feeling good, feeling great, yeah I feel alright
Don't stop the music, keep it loud
I wanna shout my name, yeah I'm fucking proud
To be a messed up worthless kid
I'm proud to be a messed up worthless prick

I don't even remember (I don't even remember)
What I did, who I did, what I said last night (ooh, wee, ooh, wee ooh)
But I'll always know when you're (I'll always know when you're)
Feeling good, feeling great, yeah I feel alright
Don't stop the music, keep it loud
I wanna shout my name, yeah I'm fucking proud
Yeah I'm proud to be a 
Messed up, worthless, pointless, nervous, good for nothing, screwed up person, I am nothing but a piece of shit

edgy teen song about edgy teen things (shit quality)

Written and Performed by The Blank Minds
Cover Art by Boris Biberdzic
Produced by Bakersfield Music and Recording Studios
Mixed by Roman Marisak (Murder Music)
Oktoheart Records

Lyrics:
Im trying to be my own person 
But i won’t stop picking your side 
I’m ignorant, and tired of it all these times 
Ive beat myself tonight 

And I know you all deserve more than this 
But i’m stripping right down to my soul
I hope i make you happy dear 
Cuz without you my hearts all alone 

Wo-oh-oh Im all Alone
Wo-oh-oh I’m all Alone

I’m torn between whats wrong and right 
But how the fuck am i supposed to know 
I can’t sleep at night when I don’t hold you tight
But my mama won’t let me out the door 

I know you think I’ve lost my shit 
Well baby, I think so too 
I’m lost in your eyes, never want to leave your side
I’m sorry I left you alone 

Wo-oh-oh You’re all alone
Wo-oh-oh You’re all alone

On a calmer note,
I hope you never go, 
cuz my hearts not built for one
I built you a nest
Right here in my chest 
So hopefully you can finally rest
I know I’m not a superman
I hope you don’t give a damn
that I’m not as well proportioned 
It’s cuz my hearts too shit
and my heads kinda big
but my arms are perfect to hold you

Self-Titled

Bottled Up

Shitty songs because of shitty weathers

Lyrics:
Rolling papers, nothing on tonight
Keep on rolling, hopin’ everything’s alright
I hear them coming, I turn off the light’
I hear them coming, I just fill my cup
‘Cause I’m not waking up, don’t mean I’m giving up
I just want more of these dreams I can’t seem to get enough

Now she’s waiting in my room, (I’m hoping it’s not a mess)
Everything is going well, (she’s gonna take off her dress)
And a little note peaks her interest
She asks “hey where did you find that?”
I say “It’s a secret, let’s just leave it at that.”
Well, she likes a little mystery
But she won’t want my history
So just lie with me, we’ll wait for the sun to set
Listen to Mccafferty, and think about where our lives could be 
In a year from now, or 18 months from now
Cause she says “18 months is better for planning. Cause a year is too short, but 3 years is too long. 18 months? Well, 18 months is perfect, because it’s just in the sweet spot to make plans, and be more realistic about them. You know?” And I say “Yep… Realism is totally my thing..”

So pinch me cause I think I’m finally happy
I found someone to dream along with me
So pinch me cause I think I’m finally happy
I knew our love was too good to be

18 Months

Let’s sing until our throats get numb and I don’t think this party is dumb,
but if I were to host it I’d pick something better than 
Listening to pop hits of last weeks that sound the same as last years
But let’s raise our glasses, to the birthday kid and say
“It’s alright, it’s okay, happy birthday”
 
Am I getting cocky? I should enjoy this fucking party
But things are looking grim, and someone just passed out in the backyard
I just want to leave and take you with me, 
If we leave early we can catch the train out of the city
“You can touch on, and touch off, with my myki
If I get a fine, that’s fine, that’s fine by/with me”

Another Party Song

Gasoline - McCafferty

Lyrics:

When you’re w me can’t seem to find the
Right words to say
Count me lucky if I’m at the right place,
On the right time
And I’ve got all my friends’ name on the door
They wanna hear me sing about my problems 
Like the way I did before

It’s not about a girl w a boyfriend
Or a boy with a girlfriend
Let’s sing about the end of the word
As we know it
The trees burning up should’ve been a warning
And I don’t know what the fuck this government is doing
World War 3 is coming up as I’m coming down
Drugs are getting expensive in this town

This town, this town,
This town that you and I both desperately wanna leave

So it’s time, to rise up and get our power back
I’m sick of lying around and having panic attacks
Conversations all the same, they’ll lie to us anyway
We’ll find out when they make it to mars

But the dead planet knows where the blood river flows
My secrets are known to those who are close
We’ll make it outside when this plague blows over
And make this world a little bit better
We’ll make this world a little bit better

Quarantine Blues (Demo)

inept space cadet
chewing on a cigarette bud
wondering if he will ever quit
but yeah, my bad
i was just really fucking sad
i had the worst damn dream
that i've ever really had
where i'm alone
and i'm not
just waiting for my life to start

it's a part of me i'm working on
still working

sometimes i wish i were dead
but i wish you were here
get me out of my head
sometimes i wish i was gone
thought i was alone
now i'm on my way home
i'm on my way home

your airhead best friend
lit another cigarette
his head is always ringing 
full of habits that he never quit
oh well swell kid
time to learn the violin
add another bullet to your 
brand new bucket list

but it never really mattered
it never really mattered
nothing really matters

Inept Space Cadet

capo 2

Say what’s been happening? I haven’t caught up with the news yet
Catching up, has it been half a year already? yeah
I’ve been struggling to pick up my phone
So I had no idea what’s been going on.

When you moved out of your city/shitty apartment
To a house that you could hide your stuff in
you said ‘Life alone is a life worth living
When you get to have your own kitchen’

I’m scared, to leave my room sometimes
to show my face sometimes,
to leave my house sometimes.

Bite my lip just a little
don’t know if I should talk yet
My cigarette in the middle
but you’re the one that’s coughin
Now we’re both laughing
At the irony of everything
Are we cursed or lucky? x2

I don’t knoww

I’m not good but, I’ll be fine 

In a year’s time, I’ll see you
Drinking boxed wine, in a bathroom
that we both don’t belong in

I’ll hold your hair while you throw up if you hold mine too,
Like no time passed between us, but that’s not true
and you know that I missed you but I don’t know 
if you missed me too

But I don’t mind, cause we stayed up all night
Laughing, talking, catching up
Sometimes feels like just enough

Catching Up

Alice (she/her)
sometimes jason (he/him)

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