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Middle Child
04:06
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Not sure if I’m doing this thing right
My brain and my body constantly fight
Middle child, only girl
Mom says I can’t take off my shirt
Pace around the apartment for hours
Stare at the wall and cry in the shower
I wanna feel special but I know I’m not
Can’t go outside so my insides rot
Psychopath is what you called me
Thank god for the 711 employee
Who told us he would call the police
You’re not as nice as you seem
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2. |
The Dirt
04:04
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Sentimental and stuck
Only reaching out when you’re down on your luck
Telling lies, it’s a crutch
It makes your spine crooked
And keeps you out of touch
And I’ll let this bring me down
Over my dead body in the dirt
It’s all I get, but it’s a nice reminder
That loving something’s always gonna hurt
And I regret all the time I wasted
All the time I spent on you
It’s all I get, but it’s a nice reminder
That this is what you’re always gonna do
Can I go much further
Will I sink or swim or grow gills
And learn to breathe water
Just a problem starter
Addicted to the drama
Don’t know why you even bother
And I’ll let this bring me down
Over my dead body in the dirt
It’s all I get, but it’s a nice reminder
That loving something’s always gonna hurt
And I regret all the time I wasted
All the time I spent on you
It’s all I get, but it’s a nice reminder
That this is what you’re always gonna do
The lumps under your carpet
Show the secrets you keep
Know where the bodies are buried
I know you’re losing sleep
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3. |
Nothing Left
03:38
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There’s nothing left to say
Except “I guess you’re right” and “okay”
You know what I mean
Ripping out all the seams that keep me in place
There’s nothing left to mourn
Except your parents’ lives before you were born
Young and happy
Had no problem with feeding themselves before
Sometimes I wanna throw my arms in the air
Scream “Fuck it! I couldn’t even really care!”
I always die in my dreams
This city is killing me
I’ll try to be kind
But I’m losing my mind as we speak
There’s nothing left to see
Except the lies in my eyes and right through me
I would have tried if you would have tried
I tried
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4. |
Farm Song
04:32
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Standing feet shoulder-width apart
I felt the helium rise slowly to my heart
Withdrawn from drugs and hope
I was naked and you were clothed
Sometimes I don’t think I have a home
You can smell the dive bar in my hair
Ruin everything with impulses we share
Drowning in debt but I
Still go out with friends and get real high
Sometimes I think what would’ve happened if I’d tried?
I can’t explain why I get
Lonely when I’m with all my friends
In a hot, crowded basement
Deep breath, dramatic sigh
I hope this isn’t how it all ends
But sometimes I can’t stop
When I start taking shots
I know how much I’ve lost
I’m as calm as a lion in a cage
Tease me one more time and you’ll see unleashed rage
But it it hurts to get out of bed
And even worse, I’ll just take what’s left
Sometimes I think of all the egos that I’ve fed
When it gets real bad
I call it movie theater mode
Watching myself from the dark of the very last row
God I hate this show
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5. |
Tin Foil Hat
03:14
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Maybe you could be a space invader
Sent to earth to get my information
Maybe you could be a necromancer
Reanimating all my dead feeling
I’m not taking any chances
I’m sweating bullets, I can’t stand it
Paranoia, paralyze me
CIA brain sanitizing
I’ll burn my passport
Tinfoil hat on
Everybody said I’m wrong
But I knew it all along
I think I know the score
I’m going off the grid
You won’t know me anymore
Last night I heard the dog star bark
Poor Tom, raving mad on the lawn
Stale air, unidentified beings
Strange lights at the edge of the city
I’m not taking any chances
I’m sweating bullets, I can’t stand it
Paranoia, paralyze me
CIA brain sanitizing
I’ll burn my passport
Tinfoil hat on
Everybody said I’m wrong
But I knew it all along
I think I know the score
I’m going off the grid
You won’t know me anymore
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6. |
Violent Haiku
04:16
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Here we go again, losing hope with all our friends
Disaster strikes every other wicked minute
Violent haiku streaming by our tired eyelids
Need a hard refresh, even though we don’t deserve it
The problem is the solution
Savior of our creation
Mother nature, I’m begging don’t delay
So bring on the ocean, flood all the streets
Bring on the fire, let it burn every goddamn thing
Let the fish and the insects take over the plan
You know they’ve got a much better chance than we have
To reach the promise land
Here we go again, fighting the same stubborn incidents
Deteriorating on our way to a bleaker oblivion
On paper it’s bad, on the pavement it’s even worse than that
Need a hard refresh, even though we don’t deserve it
Is it our nature to self destruct?
Either way, that’s the ending we have wrought
So bring on the ocean, flood all the streets
Bring on the fire, let it burn every goddamn thing
Let the fish and the insects take over the plan
You know they’ve got a much better chance than we have
To reach the promise land
When all is lost and hope is gone
When you’ve screamed so much
You can’t even breathe anymore
Just hold on
It won’t be long
And we all can drown together
It’ll be fun!
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Off, off with their heads
Wipe down the tools, call in the mess
The floor has never looked this clean before
Steal, steal the gold
The excuse for their horror
I promise it’ll sting them so
Sweet, sweet revenge I long for you again
Even though the last time
Didn’t go so well
Smack, smack the waste
Of a smirk off their face
We’ll turn them ourselves in the grave
Curse, curse their names and their
Sick and cynical games
The time has come to anoint them
In their shame
Sweet, sweet revenge I long for you again
Even though the last time
Didn’t go so well
“No time for empathy,
No time for losing sleep”
We’ll put the flames to their sheets
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8. |
Red String Map
02:50
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I’m craving a distraction
Let’s see some fucking action in this place
Do you remember back when
We said I love you every other day
I don’t wanna have your babies
Expectations I will never meet
I think your family hates me
My upstairs neighbors
Pacing back and forth
I feel less lonely
Red string map of the things that I lack
Pinpoint what went wrong and pick up the slack
I was in a bad way
When you found me I was truly a wreck
Cutting corners, laughing
Concentrating not to jump on the tracks
I wanna make you happy
But counting all the ways it could go wrong
Brain brimming with concrete
Counting down every hour ‘til I can go to sleep
Making promises that I know I will never keep
How many times can I say “Let’s not talk about it”
I feel most like myself when you can’t tell I’m a chick
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9. |
Everything Right
02:24
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You’re doing everything right
I wanna say I’m broke, but I’m just fine
I function every day
But you’re doing everything right
Don’t feel bad
I really think I found myself
And now I wish I hadn’t looked at all
It’s worse than I thought
But you’re doing everything right
Don’t feel bad
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10. |
Good Luck
03:08
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Honey, you’re home now
You’ve wandered far but not too fast
Since the neighbors let you out
Saying you’re jet-lagged
But it felt like a dream
Where everybody hates you right back
But in the dark I’ll always be the charm
You rub for good luck
Well maybe you fucked up
When you finally got happy
Where did your songs go?
You only sing when you’re sad,
Fucked up, drunk, or detached
But in the dark I’ll always be the charm
You rub for good luck
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Brooklyn punk trio Nervous Dater are releasing their second full-length record, Call In The Mess, on February 26 via Counter Intuitive Records.
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