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Wunderkind
02:36
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What if me and my oldest friend,
Found a way outside?
Crawl through the doggy door and
I’ll be her guide.
Let’s fall away from here,
Go to the mountainside.
Move through the trees, I’m
Some kind of wunderkind.
Red ivy brush my leg,
Wince once or twice.
A chance to grow up quickly,
Wouldn’t that be nice?
Let’s settle down here,
Rest up for the night.
So glad we found a
Heedless paradise.
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2. |
You Know I Do
03:15
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You think I love chasing after you?
You know I do
Bloody toes along the avenue
Hoping you’ll pass through
I put a record on the stereo
And stayed up for a while
Got some tears on the pillow
Even managed to crack a smile
You’re the only one that I’m ever gonna wanna come home to
Spending all my time
You’re the only one that I’m ever gonna wanna come home to
Spending all of my time
You think I love waiting up for you?
I don’t know if that’s true
Your brother called and he’s on his way
He’ll be here soon
You’re the only one that I’m ever gonna wanna come home to
Spending all my time
You’re the only one that I’m ever gonna wanna come home to
Spending all
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3. |
A Crying Shame
03:14
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I run all day from the weight of the world
What’s it like to live without it?
You can’t tell me it’s not a crying shame to be holed up now from day to day
I wait all day for a sign of life
It’s so hard for me to reach you
I’m telling you now it’s a crying shame to see your face this shade of grey
It’s hard to stop the swaying
And I don’t like my shade either
I could just wait here and see what else is wrong with me
I don’t really know what you're saying
Try to brush it off your shoulder
If it were up to me I’d just cut you free and raise your head to the cold breeze
I miss the life I had before
I can feel it on my fingers
Cause I’m telling you now it’s a crying shame that I still fucking feel this way
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4. |
Give Me A Minute
00:33
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I speak too much.
I hold onto anger.
I'm extremely out of touch,
And I'm blind to certain failure.
I hope this changes,
With age and constant favors.
And for now,
I'll write words,
On my own.
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5. |
Benji
04:36
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Benji loves a night in the breeze,
Loves grinding his teeth,
Loves the scrape on his knee.
Why’d you have to move so slow?
Come on down the road
Let’s carve up the stone
Why’d you have to lose your smile?
Let’s talk for a while,
Barefoot for a mile.
“And who are you to tell me so?
Come on let it go.
No need for a show.”
Some time down the line
When this is far behind
Buddy you’ve been on my mind
Some months have gone by
I’m glad that you’ve tried
Doesn’t it feel so nice,
In this home of mine?
In this home of mine
Some time down the line
When this is far behind
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6. |
I Guess I'm No Different
04:56
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All I hoped for, all i see
Now becomes a memory
Why would I just ditch July?
Nothing’s worse than inside
Moving faster than before
Not just one of my settled scores
Make it easier for me
Do what’s right leave quickly
They love to talk about your experience
And what it means to them
I guess I’m no different
Can’t imagine this was meant to be
Holding up my torn off sleeve
What’s it like to be a friend of mine?
Falling prey to my own design
All I’ve learned and all i know
Still makes me feel hollow
It has to be just you and me
To know this life as it’s meant to be
They love to talk about your experience
And what it means to them
I guess I’m no different
How about letting you speak your mind,
Some of the time?
Just tell me why
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Westhead Chicago, Illinois
speaks too much.
Westhead is Max DiFrisco
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