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i wrote some songs lol



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Daniel Faraday

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please, feel free to shit all over them.


This one's kinda about the media capitalizing on violence. It's also kinda about getting eaten by sharks.

SHARKS

All your towers turn to dust
Their bodies drown in rust
You're not getting any younger are you, dear?

You're a do-it-yourself disaster
Proof that people sink faster
After they hit rock bottom
But can you believe this?

Vegas rules only apply to what happens in your head
Vegas rules only apply to what happens in your head
You met a beautiful man he said
Vegas rules are only for what doesn't matter much

You get torn apart by all the sharks
That smelled your salty tears

You get wrenched apart by all the sharks
Who want your green green blood

An old and empty sea
Shallower than me
Is all that you have to look foreward to, baby

Vegas rules only apply to what he said
Vegas rules only apply to what happens in the shed
Vegas rules only apply if no one really cares
Everyone gives their share.


This is about all the people i know who constantly bitch about living in our little suburban wisconsin town. gets ****in annoying, man :<

PEOPLE DON'T CARE ABOUT YOUR PROBLEMS AS MUCH AS YOU THINK THEY DO

Born and raised in a glass jar
You're never gonna get out of here
Rotting creek and antiques
You're never gonna get out of here
[Urghh. I don't know what to do for this lineee]
You're never gonna get out of here

Silver into his blood
Shooting to the stars
Anarchistic hopefuls
Fighting secret wars

Our home
Isn't what it seems
Our home
Is oh so scene
Our home
Doesn't make us who we are

Car crashes and overdoses
Wedding rings and white roses
Sleeping pills and red wine
Silent sirens and a fine
Why should I care, it's just a game
The neighbors don't even know my name

Born and raised in a glass jar
Under a microscopic gaze
Let me count the ways
That I could walk home from here
I don't need no streetlights flashing
I know this place like the back of my hand
 
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