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Unseen
03:10
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I'm driving those 500 miles again
I'm driving 'til I get to where the East Bay ends
Oh you call me, like you always do, you fucking call me
The rain starts pouring down, there seems to be no end in sight
While you chew me out, I wonder if our friendship will last the night
You won't listen, you never do, you never listen
It sucks to be walking on all these thin eggshells
While you're in your own world, you're so fucking careless
Baby, you're just lacking so much self-awareness
Been 10 years, you shoot your poison never caring about me
You've got a special way of making me feel so unseen
So unseen (unseen!), like I've always been, I'm so unseen
It seems every time we have the same conversation-
You complain 'bout people making these situations
You're the problem, like it's always been, you're the problem
It sucks to be walking on all these thin eggshells
While you're in your own world, you're so fucking careless
Baby, you're just lacking so much self-awareness
You always complain about failed social sitches
And always look over the common thread in this
Fix your own glasses- I can't fucking stand it
How you hurt yourself and harm others while you're at it
You always complain about failed social sitches
And always look over the common thread in this
Take a good look in the fucking mirror
'Cause everyone seems to be seeing it clearer
You lack self awareness!
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Clout
03:01
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Stuck right in this landscape, in a culture that deceives
Obsessed how we're perceived by everyone we'll ever meet-
Exhausted in this landscape while reading social cues
Forgoing what we want just to fit with what we should
Who'd think we'd ever have such divisive damn disputes
Over who to call, what's on the line, or even what is truth-
We'd rather film the suffer, fake the helping of the matter
Just for bits of validation, the illusion of our stature
Connecting and consuming for the data mines abusing
Clout-chasers and algorithms, followings of our choosing
How are you gonna leave your friends out in the cold?
While you get the spotlight, relationships start to decompose
Your ego's grown and now it shows,
When someone calls, no one's home
Throw out your own integrity, losing your own humanity
I give no fucks for follow counts, so go ahead and call me out-
You're just another fool resting on your clout
I'm dying from the screen time like degenerate disease
Charlatans masquerading flex for expertise-
You take their every single word to be true
But the truth is THEY DONT EVEN GIVE A SHIT ABOUT YOU
Remember- RESPECT means to use empathy
Not some alpha shit used to display your apathy-
Poisoning youth saying caring's uncouth
And I don't think I have your own words misconstrued
Connecting and consuming for the data mines abusing
Clout-chasers and algorithms, followings of our choosing
How are you gonna leave your friends out in the cold?
While you get the spotlight, relationships start to decompose
Your ego's grown and now it shows,
When someone calls, no one's home
Throw out your own integrity, losing your own humanity
I give no fucks for follow counts, so go ahead and call me out-
You're just another fool resting on your
Clout! Clout!
Clout! Clout!
You step on the backs of the people who've helped you
And paved the way for your own route
For you everything will remain your own pipe dream
'Cause you always will be chasing clout
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Hey
04:19
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Lies- so many bullshit-ass lies
Come on all together, get in on this fight
Chaos and mayhem ravaging mad, destruction and horror- aren’t you glad?
Deceived by the puppet and fucked by the man, brainwashed and tortured in a horrible trance
Lies- such a beautiful lie
Come on all together, get in on this fight
Hey! Hey! Hey!
We are the youth, so put up a fist, why don’t you skank and start up the pit
Oi!
Running in circles and causing a riot
Punching and kicking now that is for fun
Pick up your friend when he hits the ground
Continue to throw your fists around so pit!
We are the youth and oh we shall win!
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4. |
Rewind
03:04
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If I'm laying on my deathbed will I cry myself to sleep?
Will I count all the sheep that I just couldn't keep?
If my pulse is wearing thin, and my eyelids stay sheltered down
What memories will come around?
Will I rewind to those times that I fucked up?
Or those times where I lived my life up?
Will I hate myself when it's my time to move on?
Will that movie in my head keep playing all the little reruns of
Little bits of childhood or all the forbidden loves?
Will I be tortured for running away, scared from all the joys I've never even figured out?
Will purgatory put me in front of my friends, the ones I've let down?
Will I rewind to those times that I fucked up?
Or those times where I lived my life up?
Will I hate myself when it's my time to move on?
The waning days of summertime, stillness setting but stomach tied
Will I hate myself when it's my time to move on?
Will I rewind to those times that I fucked up?
Or those times where I lived my life up?
Will I hate myself when it's my time to move on?
The waning days of summertime, stillness setting but stomach tied
Will I hate myself when it's my time to move on?
Will I hate myself when it's my time to go home?
Will I hate myself when it's my time to move on?
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Nate Funk San Bernardino, California
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