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Tickled
03:01
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You get me,
you really get me,
you really get me,
you get me,
you really get me.
You get me right above the shins.
Try to hold back but I flinch.
You're testing me, testing me, testing me
to see what I'll do.
Yeah, well I'm trying not to lose respect for you.
You trigger the nerve 'til I twich,
like a finger lingering a little too long at an itch.
I go completely red.
You keep it up until I wish I were dead.
I wanna get you back,
but there's a part of me that never even really wants to be like that.
If I don't play nice, say nice things
I'll have to explain myself and that's one I never win.
You've got the David advantage
'cause you're the little one that nobody ever wants to see get beat.
And I'm trying not to fight like Goliath
and slap, slap you for touching my feet.
😠
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Madeline
03:18
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Won't mind if you find a label
if it optimizes me.
I'd like to be signed to cable,
late-night talk showing my CD.
'Cause I've been on my own for years now;
I've been buying my own wine for weeks.
And if I'm out of luck then I guess you're in some
and you'll get me back up on my feet.
'Cause I've been trying to find and to sign at the site
of the little 'X' and the line.
And if you'd like to decide all my life in the lines,
like a book, I'll be Madeline.
Woah, if you want
I can be Madeline.
With agency like yours,
it'd be fine if the bottom fell out.
I'll embrace the name, 'cause you've gotta be famous
to truly win the label of sell-out.
You've got the finest print, you're the best I've been with
and you'll stand right by my side,
to have my back and my interests at heart,
you're contractually obliged to.
'Cause I've been on my own for years now;
I've been buying my own wine for weeks.
And if I'm out of luck then I guess you're in some
and you'll get me back up on my feet.
'Cause I've been trying to find and to sign at the site
of the little 'X' and the line.
And if you'd like to decide all my life in the lines,
like a book, I'll be Madeline.
Woah, if you want
I can be Madeline.
'Cause I've been trying to find and to sign at the site
of the little 'X' and the line.
And if you'd like to decide all my life in the lines,
I'll be your Madeline.
Woah you bet I neglected to check all the rest
I don't expect you to be out of line.
And if you'd like to decide all my life in the lines,
I'll be Madeline
Woah, if you want
I can be Madeline.
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Incomparable
03:04
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You're not really like the night sky.
You're not really like the tall grass.
You're not really like a first love.
And you're not really much like the last.
I don't wanna sound like a tool,
'cause you might not like what I've said.
But I never saw you as a screw
and it's hard to hit the nail right on the head.
But there are so many things to compare you to
but they don't have your qualities 'cause
it's not in the roses, it's not in the moon and
it's not in me.
'Cause you've got something,
yeah something.
It's something like incomparability.
I don't like you the way I like my coffee
'cause I don't like coffee but I like you.
And it's hard to put the way you feel into words
'cause a soundbite might not sound like it's true
and you can't be described simply, you're not really like a simile
you're a lot more like a malaphor.
You're kind of a cakewalk in the park.
Won't judge your book before it's accounted for
and there are so many things to compare you to
but not one of them has your qualities
'cause they're not there the whole time,
and it's hard to believe your multiplicity.
'Cause you've got something,
an indescribable something.
It's something like incomparability.
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Skeleton
03:44
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I wanna be intimidated just a little.
I wanna feel incinerated in the middle of my chest.
And whenever you catch me staring, just a little,
at your diamond pendant necklace with the skull right in the middle,
I go breathless.
And I don't mind the way it seems like
you don't care if I exist
and the only reason you like my body
is there's a skeleton inside of it,
yeah.
I never got my confirmation; I'm a sinner.
When it comes to wearing eyeshadow I'm still a beginner but I'll try,
I'll try.
I wanna be assimilated. Please consider,
we can eat bat heads if you come over for dinner.
Is that alright?
I'm everything you've ever wanted.
You're everything I've ever wanted to need.
And if you've got a plan to get me gothic,
I'll be the dirty little garden to plant that seed.
Yeah if you've got a plan to get me gothic
I'm the dirty little garden to plant that seed.
I read all of your poetry; it's clever and discerning,
but the one about the Manson's is a little disconcerting.
But that's fine, that's fine.
I painted all my fingers black so you can see I'm learning.
I'm not that hardcore, but I started taking German.
Count to eins, zwei, drei.
And I don't mind the way it kinda seems like
if I dropped dead you wouldn't lose sleep
and the only reason this ever happened
is there's a skeleton inside of me,
yeah, I don't mind the way it seems like
you don't care if I exist
and the only reason you like my body
is there's a skeleton inside of it.
Yeah the only reason you like my body
is there's a skeleton inside of it, yeah.
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Evan Diem Syracuse, New York
Relatable songs on overly-specific subjects.
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