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White Canvas
03:23
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Dots, noise, in my feet
Lost sense of everything
I watch the cars across the highway
Locked eyes with a bear,
Made me feel fucking scared
And all these colors flashing through my eyes
And all these worries, all these fears
All these Californian beers getting me in over my head
I bought a canvas, I painted it white
It was so blank, I painted it twice
Put it on the wall and called it untitled
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2. |
No2
00:54
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Gemini
02:14
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He's a gemini, he's a gemini, he's a gemini, he's a gemini... guy
(yeah)
He's a Gemini guy
With a lot on his mind
He's got a pickup truck
It's a piece of junk
He wants to be more than he is, right now
He's got a brand new guitar
with expensive strings
but that won't change anything at all
But it makes him happy, but it makes him happy
And he's nicer when he's happy, I guess
He's a Gemini guy
with a lot on his mind
he wants to be someone like
John Lennon or maybe his father
And I'm not happy living in a bunagalow
behind his parents house
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All the hurricanes down south
Everyone's got a dirty mouth sometimes
Wash it off with soap and water
Hide your faults with concealer
Everyone's got a messy life sometimes
And I carry around a piggy bank
I've had for ten to fifteen years
And inside I hide all my hate, my aggression, my sadness, and my angst
And sometimes I think about my family
I don't have one yet, but I'm still learning
How to grow up
And in the future will I use a surrogate
Will I have kids or will I learn how to die alone
And all the men who've done me dirty
I'm not just a twink who's flirty
I'm just a man who wants to be loved
And I carry around a piggy bank
I take it with me as I go upstate
In a rundown pickup truck along the freeway
And all the hurricanes down south
My tongue slips as my life goes south
And i'm trying to work on censoring my tongue
censoring my tongue, censoring my tongue
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5. |
War Hero
02:05
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You told me stories about when you were young
You're not a war hero, but you're well hung
You told me you were seeking an LTR
Pulled down my trousers and got real hard
and I just went with it
Because secretly I hate confrontation
You told me you could play with my ass
I deflected and told you I could play guitar
and then rolled my eyes hypothetically
Because truthfully, I found you crass
And when I told you I was not into it
You got upset and told me to exit
and that really hurt
because I thought I was more than a punchline
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6. |
This House
03:02
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This house has two rooms, including a bathroom
And a wall that separates the kitchen from where I sleep
I don't even have a bed, or a desk to write on
And the tension inside's enough to eat me alive
And every small inconvenience boils my blood,
Like when he moves the shower head, I become a cunt
And we've beaten the dead horse so much, it's decomposed
And I need to propose a way out, I need to propose a way out
'Cuz this house has rage normalized
Hidden behind two different personality types
This house is a passive dynamite
Hidden out of a sight
Ready to ignite, ready to go off out of sight
I need to cut my losses, ring toss me out of here
Ring toss me out of her, cuz
This house is a knot within my soul
This house is a knot within my soul
This house is a knot within my soul
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7. |
West Coast
02:22
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East coast on my brain
West coast territory driving me insane
I don't want to clear my bank, and start a new
I don't have money, and I don't have cash
Life has been a fucking drag
Give a bruise time, and it'll turn blue
Each hour marks a brand new day
I'm the same damn spirit in a different way
I don't know why, but I feel used
And this year taught me more about myself
I guess I'm just a book on an empty shelf
In a big city, in a library, in a bigger world, in the universe
I can't reverse, I can't reverse, I can't reverse
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8. |
Untitled
03:02
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There's no more of the back and forth
I've rode the clock, I've done my course
And all these arbitrary trails are really a loop
This town's filled with a lot of people
High off of their ego
They'll maker art with so much but little to say
And this guy thinks he's Andy Warhol
and this fucker thinks he's Willy Wonka
and I don't even know who I am
So forget this state, forget this city
Forget this world, forget self pity
Forget the poseurs posting on social media
Untitled, Untitled, Untitled, Untitled, Untitled, Untitled
And this man thinks he's Jackson Pollock
And my roommate thinks he's John Lennon
But I'm beginning to know who I am
And I make mistakes, I acknowledge them really
I can admit that I can be shitty
But at least I know who I am
Untitled, Untitled, Untitled
I can't live with a title, I can't live with a title
I can't define with my own life
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9. |
Interstate 40
02:49
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I don't know if I'm relieved
It just feels weird to leave
and maybe I'm just naïve
But I feel like I want to be free
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10. |
Grouse Ct
02:02
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I don't know how to feel
i think I drew a blank
Everything is coming
To my memory
It's so hard to feel
It's so hard to know
It's so scary being here
Looking at the same mountainscape
Maybe if I relax in this car
I'll be able to face, the changing interior
Does it matter where I stand?
If I feel right? If I feel bland?
I got out, I got out, I got out of here
Freedom comes at a price
Freedom comes at a price
Freedom comes at a price
Freedom comes at a price
I learned that the hard way
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11. |
GBF
04:21
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Here's a story
Of a lovely lady
Who watched too many romantic comedies
She was saddened by
The fact she couldn't
Find a gay best friend
Watch me I'm sex crazed
Kiss me I'm covered in glitter
Bet you're thinking I'm a pervert
I'm a twink and you're an observer
Watch me in my animal cage
I'm a master or I'm a slave
Leaned back in a reclining chair
Latex, bondage, I don't care
Because all gays want the same old thing
Straight boys, virgins, your purity
I can't take blood tests because I'm diseased
Hide your boyfriend, 'cuz I want to see
His penis pants down on the floor
Don't have standards, I'm a whore
Penis pants down open wide
My mouth is open, cum inside
I'm myself and I can't pretend
That I love to gossip and I'll be your gay best friend
Here's a story
Of a lovely lady
Who watched too many romantic comedies
To be fair, she also watched the show "Friends"
And she wanted, and she wanted, and she wanted
A gay best friend
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12. |
Slept in the Car
02:45
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I slept in the car
To hide from the scars
Unpeal the band-aid
The wounds i've ignored
And all the stars in this familiar place
and all theses people I was afraid to face
To face
A panic attack in the Maryland suburbs
Was it a mistake to go and dive head first?
Head first.
I slept in the car
To hide from the stars
That hang overtop this familiar yard
And all of these changing interiors
And all these collages with changing pictures
I slept in the car, I slept in the car
It took me all night to sleep in the car
To realize just how far I’ve come
A road trip across the united states
A car crash on the interstate
I can’t believe I’m ready to face
That I’m coming along, I’m coming along
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13. |
Frenzy
02:02
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Frenetic, Kinetic, kind of mind
Explosive, dramatic, and out of line
Feels like when you'd fuck me
Late at night
Tell me I'm that kind of guy
You're an asshole and I'm too kind
Blond hair, and hazel eyes
You want to suck me until your throat is dry
You want to suck me until your throat is dry
You want to suck me until your throat is dry
You can fuck me anywhere
Shut the door, make me sore
Blow out the candle, blow out the candle
Blow out the candle
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14. |
The Porch
02:28
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The Porch feels different
I can't breathe
My feet are going numb
How did October turn into December
and I've done nothing yet
Being unwanted, being a queer
In California, California
My dreams were shattered
Like a fist punched through a window
I didn't think I'd be so fragile
but being unwanted, being a queer
within my parents, within my parents house
This old porch feels different
I can't breathe
My feet are always numb
I didn't expect to make it to this year
and I think I want to throw a fit
Being unwanted, being a f*ggot
A name gifted, a name gifted
By my bigoted father
Ahhhhhhhhhhh, Ahhhhhhhhh, Ahhhhhhh, Ahhhhhhh
I'm not safe here
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15. |
Cancer's Song
03:09
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They say the crab's restrained
Rarely digs itself out
And stays within the shell
Until it hears a sound
Of a trusting voice
A crutch with no way out
The Cancer is built from the foundations
Of loyalty, it comes with frustration
It stems from the pulse of an expectation
That's too profane, and too vindictive
And so toxic
They say the cancer's a water sign
And I guess I relate 'cuz my mood shifts from side to side
I'm as shifting as the tide
I can dispose all my pride, I can dispose all my pride
All my pride
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16. |
Wildfire
01:56
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I left my fury, my rage, on Interstate 40
In El Reno
And even cross country, it still haunts me
I can't get over it, I don't know
I'm a wildfire that burns eternally
And entering a familiar landscape was hard for me, I knew it would
Facing trauma I had forgot existed, my wildfire burns eternally
I've got to remind myself I'm better here, I'm better here
And I'm just a wildfire naturally, no need to extinguish
I'm a wildfire naturally
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Qveery Frederick, Maryland
I'm just a sad twenty-something making songs in his bedroom.
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booking contact: 3dg4r.music@gmail.com
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