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Model Citizen
02:23
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I wrote this song from memory
I never heard it in my life
Two chords strung together but they struck a chord in me just right
Keys are out of tune so that means we two are in sync
I think if I don't get this off my chest I might go past the brink
Things like "Stupid fucking asshole fucking loser piece of shit. No one gives a shit about you why don't you just fucking quit?"
Well in this battered flesh I wear
My body's broke but I don't care
I can still count up to nine
I guess my life will be just fine
Boy I'd kill for coffee and a smoke
Boy I wish that were a joke
Boy I wish my jokes were funny
Boy I wish I had some money
And my goddamn car stereo
And for world peace
And for my friends to love me and stick around until I die
And, like, an extra-large pepperoni pizza from Papa John's
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Half Of What I Think
03:01
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It's not as complicated as I make it out to be
My heart still changes pace at the mention of your name
If only half of what I think was really worth a goddamn thing
I'd keep it pressed against my chest and wonder
What goes on inside your pretty head
I can't forget those stupid things that I had always said
Your eyes are ropes around my legs
I get tripped up and stumble to the floor
But I'll come back for more
You're such a mystery but any eyes can see
What keeps me singing about the way you turn me on
It's the beauty in your skin
That scheme that's hidden in your grin
It's a lock that I can't pick and so I'll sit and wonder
What goes on inside your pretty head
I can't forget those stupid things I always fucking said
Your eyes are ropes around my legs
I get tripped up and stumble to the floor
But I'll come back for more
I'll keep coming back for more
I still want more
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72 Cubic Feet of Dirt
02:34
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Break break breaking mirrors
Seven years be damned
It's a small price to pay to break out of my skin
And I'll take take take my chances
on finding the other end but take my word
I'll put myself through this again
Stomp the verse I'll find the words to make my motives clear
Salt these wounds with alcohol and whisper in my ear
"Are you worth the space you fill like 72 cubic feet of dirt that hold my body still?"
Well I'm break break breaking mirrors
Seven years be damned
It's a small price to pay to break out of my skin
And I'll take take take my chances
on finding the other end but take my word
I'll put myself through this again
So I stared my shoes dead in the eye
I shook my head and swore to her I try so much harder than it seems
But if I try this hard and I still fuck this up
There's no way I can say it's just bad luck
Maybe I'm just not good enough
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Don't spin your old records baby
This is the new blues
Misery loves company so sit down next to me
and they'll say bad news comes in twos
Drank last night away
Tonight I'll probably do the same
I never asked to feel this way
I never asked to have this brain
So if the world goes up in flames I say we watch that fucker burn
Paul is in the hospital
Won't make it out this time
It's time he found some peace
This piece of me won't let me write that line
Every word is fighting tooth and nail
Not to be last
This curse we have is knowing this won't last
The world is math
Twenty pack
Six pack pass that shit right back
Anything to keep these dreams from mounting their attack
Oh, I am my mother's only one
She deserves a better song
She deserves a better son
I wish I were a little less of a coward
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Corners
03:13
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"Head above water" that's my only refrain
Coffee keeps me company while staring through the rain and I think
If these twelve years have sealed my fate
Then I'm doomed to mediocrity and staring at this page
Give me one reason not to shudder at what comes next
I know what comes next
Every hour I watch shadows pass on the wall
Awkward lines to show this backward thinking
Walls are slowly caving in
Weekday stress leads to this weekend drinking
Patience slowly wearing thin
Where do I begin
Treading water in this state of mind
My chin rests on the water line
My friends are up in mountains while I'm drowning in lakes
I know it's up to me to change
Maybe that's why I'm so afraid
But if this ship is sinking I'll ride it to my grave
I'll ride it to my grave
My thoughts aren't as deep as I think they are
But I somehow manage to drown in them
My thoughts aren't as deep as I think they are
But I somehow manage to drown
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Dustin Ryan Auburn, Washington
Dustin Ryan was born and raised in West Philadelphia. He spent most of his days on the playground, (Chilling out, maxing,
relaxing, and shooting B-Ball outside of the school) until one day a couple of guys started making trouble in his neighborhood. Dustin got in one little fight and got his ass beat.
Now he lives in Auburn, Washington.
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