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Drive Dangerously
02:50
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I’m waiting for someone to tell me
"Do what is best for you"
So I can use it as an out
So I can blame someone else
And I know that I should not be so concerned
with how the future plays out
All that matters is now
All that matters is how
We deal with falling flat on our faces
And how we stay positive in all the same places
When we close our eyes and the inside of our minds
Is a world more dystopian than all the novels on our bookshelves combined
Goddamnit, this has to be it, the last time
I lose a bet with myself
Goddamnit, this has to be last time I break a promise
To drag myself out of hell
Goddamnit
I just needed to hear from someone else
That I’m not all I thought I was
Or even on the right track
Another anxiety attack
I thought I’d glide through life gracefully
I thought where I was was still the place to be
Thought I was paying dues, but I was paying late fees
And now you’re waiting on me
Goddamnit, this has to be it, the last time
I lose a bet with myself
Goddamnit, this has to be last drive away from you
Back to hell
I drive up to you every Friday night after a week of feeling dead
All that comes down on Sunday night are the shreds
I drive up to you every Friday night feeling hopeful and whole again
All that comes down on Sunday night are the shreds
I drive fast when I know you’re waiting
I drive dangerously just to get away
You get mad when I keep you waiting
I’ve come dangerously close to death
I’ve come dangerously close to dying
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Bank of America
01:18
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Old man in a shitty band
Luring teenage girls into a cargo van
You make me want to get a job
Trust fund crust punks with credit cards
For chopping lines and filling shopping carts
You make me want to get a job
Over-the-counter culture
You purchased at the altar
Of our punk forefathers
And most of them were assholes too
You are a caricature
Of a cartoon character
You are not Joe Strummer
You're a bad actor in a sad costume
And your scene will be over soon
Anarchists with rich parents
If that's punk rock
I pledge allegiance to the Bank of America
Circle pits full of hypocrites
If that's punk rock
I pledge allegiance to the Bank of America
And you're a PG-13 GG Allin
Shane McGowan minus talent
And you make me want to get a job
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Tell me your darkest secret
And I swear to keep it
In the back of my mind
Just in case I need it
To ruin your life when you try to leave mine
And you will when you finally realize that I am a fraud
I am a fraud
I am nothing like you thought
I am a fraud
And when you get home I'll be gone
Tell me your deepest fear
And I'll draw your near
And whisper veiled threats in your ear
It's clear you can't see through the tears
And the smoke and the mirrors
When you need me the most I'm not here
I'm a fraud
I am a fraud
I am nothing like you thought
I am a fraud
And when you wake up I'll be gone
'Cause you're mine, any time
And I'm yours, when I'm bored
The man you fell in love with disappeared
And I'm a suspect
Leaving town before I'm found
'Cause I'm a fraud
And my conscience is unconscious
In the trunk with my moral compass
Headed south from here on out
'Cause I'm a fraud
I'm a fraud
I'm a fraud
And when you get home I'll be gone
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Apartment
02:31
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When I listen to my heart I hear nothing
But the cold scrape of steel on steel
And the slow crawl of bad blood pumping
To phantom limbs I could swear I still feel
'Cause I followed my dreams into darkness
And woke up feeling like I'd been drugged
And I reached down deep for the strength to go on
And then realized I had been mugged
So now I'm resigned to regret and resentment
Repressed and predestined to fuck up again
But I don't wanna die alone in an apartment
Undiscovered 'til they come looking for my rent
Call the cops, change the locks and sell all my shit
Repaint the walls and roll me up with the carpet
And I once was the life of the party
Now I just wanna be left alone
'Cause there's nothing on Earth that sickens me worse
Than the sound of a ringing phone
And I trusted my gut and got gutted
And left in a gutter to die
When I looked up to God for the strength to get up
I got nothing but empty sky
Now I got no capacity for empathy
My heart bleeds for no one but me
But I don't wanna die alone in an apartment
Undiscovered 'til they come looking for my rent
Call the cops, change the locks and sell all my shit
Repaint the walls and roll me up with the carpet
And if I never said everything I wish I'd never said
You wouldn't even recognize my voice
But I fully intend to never hurt you again
Pretend I even have a choice
You gotta understand
I will never be a man
But I'm doing almost the best I can
When I feel up to it
'Cause I don't wanna die alone in an apartment
Undiscovered 'til they come looking for my rent
Call the cops, change the locks and sell all my shit
Repaint the walls and roll me up with the carpet
I don't wanna die alone in an apartment
Undiscovered 'til they come looking for my rent
Call the cops, change the locks and sell all my shit
Repaint the walls and roll me up with the carpet
Repaint the walls and roll me up with the carpet
Repaint the walls and roll me up with the carpet
Repaint the walls and roll me up with the carpet
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Corporate Hearts Pennsylvania
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Formed in November 2010, Corporate Hearts is a two-piece,
mainly acoustic punk rock band from Bucks County, Pa.
With influences ranging from Alkaline Trio and the Lawrence Arms to the Replacements and the National, Corporate Hearts play punk rock with a heavy focus on lyrics, harmonies and rippling Danzig-esque physiques.
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