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Bootleg
01:43
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My head is sealed up airtight
Screwed on right
Dying for a slice of my life
Y’all can’t have what’s up in here
My checkered past, my secret fears
Stole the parts but can’t make em fit
And your bootleg shit gets smashed to bits
Everybody wanna know what the sauce it
Everybody want another piece of gossip
Say what
Does it take
To keep all these vultures far away
Say who
Can’t be me
Better rethink what you think you mean
Say why
Am I the guy
That you try so hard to see inside
Say how
Now you know
And that’s why I star in every show
Threw all my effort in
When I was talentless
I tried to make something
That I could call my own
Then someone caught a glimpse
And thought they wanted it
Without the struggle it just don’t mean shit, no
You look like everyone
You take out all the fun
Squeeze every dollar out of someone else’s heart
But it’s a changing tide
You’ll claim your final prize
Then leave the corpse behind for AI art, oh
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Motorola Razr
02:29
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I can’t take my thoughts off you
There’s something bout the things you do
Illuminate the room, a lightbulb breakthrough
I can’t shake you
I gotta ask, what song is playing on your phone?
I wanna take it and use it as my ringtone
I never knew, that me and you were so alike
I think it’s love at second sight
I gotta ask, you doing anything tonight?
I wanna take you to all the spots we both like
I never knew, that meeting you would change my life
Just call it love at second sight
One more time, run it over in my mind
Got the number dialed in and I’m rehearsing my lines, I’m like
Just give it a try, no time to decide
Just feels right
Sitting right next to me, pulling all my heartstrings
How do I set the scene, back when it started
Once you start seeing the glow,
It’s already out of control
Just fanning the flames to grow
I can read your mind like my name in your notebook
Stare into your eyes knowing you got the same look
Got me hypnotized, hanging off of your fish hook
I’m swimming upstream just hoping to be the one that you let cook
I don’t like this class but you’re making it worth it
I know you forget all your pencils on purpose
I know that you think attaching labels is worthless
But if we’re so in sync maybe you’ll be my girlfriend
I can’t take my thoughts off you
There’s something bout the things you do
Illuminate the room, a lightbulb breakthrough
I can’t shake you
I need a way to breach these walls
I need a couple more missed calls
Quiet in the lecture hall
But your ringer was on, and the sound of the song said it all
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3. |
Charm Bracelet
01:47
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I never gave you a charm for your stupid charm bracelet
Cuz when we were wasted you told me you hate it
Then he gave you one so you started to wear it
I can’t help comparing, you look so embarrassed
I said “I’m sure he’s nice”
You looked away and said “yeah, maybe sometimes”
How have I been? Well I’m doing fine
Now that neither of us get fucked up every night
So let’s pretend we’re feeling nothing
You’re pretty sure he’s looking for a ring
Please don’t invite me to the wedding
You never liked expensive things
That’s why I never gave you a charm for your stupid charm bracelet
Cuz when we were wasted you told me you hate it
Then he gave you one so you started to wear it
I can’t help comparing, you look so embarrassed
Maybe I should have gave you a charm for your stupid charm bracelet
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4. |
Jock Horror
02:26
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Something strange going on with me
Nothing feels right this time, it’s like
I try to play but you’re onto me
No one else sees that side
Something strange going on with me
It’s a new face every day, back to back
It’s a wrap, I admit defeat
I’ll abandon my past
I got to know, do you feel it now?
Do you think all good things must end?
Cuz I don’t wanna be the boy that you forget about
But I don’t wanna tell you where I’ve been
If I don’t leave, you’ll have to see, how I can be
The very worst version of me
How could you still believe
I’m up to anything good?
Kickback at somebody’s house I never met
I encountered a vision that I could never forget
And if I know I gotta have you then I know that I will
I’m thinking one and done until I wake up and feel it still
Too stubborn to think it’s genuine till the end of it
I got no defense mechanism for tenderness
And even if I could get myself to open up
I’d be testing your trust the second I’m drunk enough
Do you feel it now?
Do you think all good things must end?
Cuz I don’t wanna be the boy that you forget about
But I don’t wanna tell you where I’ve been
If I don’t leave, you’ll have to see, how I can be
The very worst version of me
How could you still believe
I’m up to anything good?
Something strange going on with me
Nothing feels right this time, it’s like
I try to play but you’re onto me
No one else sees that side
Something strange going on with me
It’s the same face every day, back to back
It’s too bad history repeats,
Can’t abandon my past
Ooh girl, I’m tryna be down with ya,
New girl, I’m tryna hit town with ya
There’s nothing like the taste of wine, yeah
There’s nothing like a waste of time
Ooh girl, you tryna be down with me?
New girl, you tryna come round early?
There’s nothing like the taste of wine, yeah
There’s nothing like a place to hide
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5. |
Fake Fans
03:17
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You’re a fake fan
You don’t even know who I am
You just know what you want
And how to get it fast
I don’t know why
I give so much to see you smile
While you count down the days
Till I go out of style
You been dancing around
All of my questions about
How I don’t feel free right now
I feel like I lose myself in your arms
And forget that I’m supposed to be standing up for me
Before you break my heart
Oh it’s no big deal, I’m just in love with you
You’re not sure how you feel, might as well tell the truth
And that’s exactly what I’m saying now
You got me thinking I’m insane now
And as a matter of fact, before you talk that smack,
Lemme give you something to think about
You’re a fake fan
You don’t even know who I am
You just know what you want
And how to get it fast
I don’t know why
I give so much to see you smile
While you count down the days
Till I go out of style
You’re a fake fan
You don’t even know who I am
You just keep up the act
Till you get cast again
I don’t know why
I let it go on in denial
While you count down the days
Till I go out of style
Put the camera away, I’m not posing for another selfie today
Can we do a single thing without you taking a pic?
Why can’t I take you out without you bringing your clique?
Have you ever thought maybe people don’t need to see
Every minute of the hours that you spend with me?
And when the screen goes dark, it’s like a change occurs
Where’s the person from before and could I speak to her?
Because she started something that you don’t wanna finish
I fell in love with a person, you fell in love with an image
And now you realize maybe I ain’t fitting the frame
A part of me you’ll never see that no filter could change
Oh, it’s no big deal, you never cared at all
I wish I knew then what I know now
I’m all torn up, it’s all your fault
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