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Little Tumors
01:19
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You've got seven little tumors on your ribcage
You've got a roommate who can't stand you 'cause you felt up his ex.
There's a girl who screwed you over eighteen months ago
And the only thing you want is her back.
You've got an open pack of cigarettes you can't touch
You've got best friends who you can't even talk to anymore.
There's a girl who screwed around with all your best friends, too
And the only thing you want is her back.
But from pain comes inspiration
And the portrait of Shakespeare on the wall stares in awe of you.
You've got a roommate who can use you to get back at his ex
You've got best friends who forgive you when they need something.
You've got seven little tumors and they're all benign
So it's okay to start smoking again.
Too bad you're boring as shit now
And breasts from eighteen months ago obscure the page in front of you.
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Smoke Crack
02:57
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Smoke crack
Toke pot
Shoot smack
Drink a lot
Don't you
Wish you
Were me?
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Little Tumors (reprise)
01:33
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You've got seven little tumors on your ribcage
You've got a roommate who can't stand you 'cause you felt up his ex.
There's a girl who screwed you over eighteen months ago
And the only thing you want is her back.
You've got an open pack of cigarettes you can't touch
You've got best friends who you can't even talk to anymore.
There's a girl who screwed around with all your best friends, too
And the only thing you want is her back.
But from pain comes inspiration
And the portrait of Shakespeare on the wall stares in awe of you.
You've got a roommate who can use you to get back at his ex
You've got best friends who forgive you when they need something.
You've got seven little tumors and they're all benign
So it's okay to start smoking again.
Too bad you're boring as shit now
And breasts from eighteen months ago obscure the page in front of you
The blank white page in front of you
The empty blank that lies
Right in front of you.
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Dying Proof
02:46
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You need more heat
This is a recurring theme
You die in flames in my dreams
"I need to get more sleep."
This is what you always say
Lying in a junkie's way
Finding you turning blue
It's easy to discern the truth
I can see what not to do
One look at you the dying proof
Pick up your cigarette
Forget what I said
It's so hard to care what you do
You say, "Look at me
Respectfully."
I can't
Finding you turning blue
It's easy to discern the truth
I can see what not to do
One look at you the dying proof
If life is a performance
And I'm not an actor
Am I supposed to lie down and die?
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Jed Davis Syracuse, New York
Song designer; founding member of The Hanslick Rebellion, Skyscape, Collider; oblivious to genre, trends and the passage of time.
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