1. |
Your Backyard
02:39
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I’ll stare at the sun
Till I can finally see the stars
The city lights don’t do them justice
And I just miss your backyard
All the nights we used to talk and drive around
Mapping out our sacred hometown
Where the kids armed themselves with
Tommy guns and sticks
Clean needles, rolled up bills,
and enough to do the trick
We fought back all by ourselves
Tearing through a post-high school shaped hell
I’ll warm up the car
While you exit the house cafe
Stop to light a cigarette
Before we made our grand escape
You claim these winters are getting so much colder
We laugh, relaying fears of getting older
My old car stereo kicks on
Playing songs we hand selected
a mixtape for o. I'm mischief
From our own personal collections
Watch subdivisions slowly turn to fields
Feel a little better about being stuck here
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2. |
Autonomy Shop
02:21
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I’m not running, I just don’t know what to say
And I’m not leaving yet but I’m not sure
if I want to stay
I’m staring at your picture but I don’t think
I like the frame
While I’m watching your favorite movies
but the scenes don’t feel the same
And you’re not sorry.
You just don’t like that I’m upset
I dare you to tell me I’m playing victim and
it’s just in my head
Tell me I’m making this all up
it doesn’t matter that much
I guess you’re right, you never fuck things up
So fuck your problems,
it's not my deal to make you feel good
maybe treat me like I'm a person,
I’m sure that you could
I'm sick of your excuses,
they all make me feel like shit
you keep me drowning in the deep end
and I'm fucking over it
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3. |
Brain Empty
03:23
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I'm lacing up my boots tonight
Minidress on and I feel alright
Call up my friends tell them we're going out
Losing my voice, I'll scream and I'll shout
Done spending this week crying
Brain empty but fuck I'm trying
pull myself out of bed
get out, get out of my head
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4. |
Mirror
02:35
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I’m sick of staring in the mirror, trying to figure out
What I should fix next
I wasn’t always like this,
obsessed with appearances
I guess
Is this just growing up?
A constant state of over analysis
And if that’s what this is, I don’t think I’m into it
Fuck I’m getting stuck again
Can’t get out of my own head,
I want to run and hide
I hate looking at myself
I can’t see anything I like
In what’s staring back
I’m sick of cursing at clouds
as they follow me home
I just want some space,
but they won’t leave me alone
And it’s not fair this feeling that they won’t
leave me be
Feels like anytime I leave my house
I struggle to be me
Fuck I’m getting stuck again
Can’t get out of my own head,
I want to run and hide
I hate looking at myself
I can’t see anything I like
In what’s staring back
At me
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5. |
Self Improvement
02:39
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Tried to sleep, let my brain shut off
Leave me be, really all I want
Is some time to be alone,
I do better on my own
The constant ringing in my ears
Echoes through my telephone
Are you there, god
Do you see me tryin
To feel better about the days
The things I do and say
The way I treat my friends
Tying up my loose ends
Brush my teeth twice a day
Fold and put my laundry away
I count to ten when I’m upset
Try to not be such a wreck
God I swear, man
It’s all I do
Self improvement has proved
Itself hard to do
Will it feel better the harder I try
Or will I still be stuck on the outside
The pictures clear of who I want to be
But I just don't see it in me
Is this really even worth
A try
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6. |
Interlude
01:09
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7. |
Train Car
03:25
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Saw you on the other side of the train car
I could have sworn you were a ghost
Sink into my seat a little further
Try to hide inside my coat
Close my eyes and try to drown you out
Or run like I’m a little kid
You know just how to get under my skin
But when I try, you won't let me in
I'm not trying to
Get lost in you
Clawed my way from the ground
Hands bloody and browned
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8. |
Chronically Online
02:53
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Locked my phone and threw it away
I don’t want to be online today
Assigned too much meaning in my life
To retweets and follow backs
What a sad excuse for getting by
120 characters won’t fill the void
And if I read another subtweet I’ll spend
The whole day annoyed
I have to get a hobby
Really need to go outside
I swear to god I can’t spend another day
Chronically online
I need some time away from the internet
I'm too scared I'll lose touch, be out of it
I need some time away from the internet
It’s got me feeling fake, like I’m full of it
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9. |
Head Climbing
02:07
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How does it feel spending all your time
Wondering what I do with mine
And does it eat you alive
Knowing that I wouldn’t even try
To switch your spot with mine
Oh I should have known it from before
You’re just a kid crawling on the floor
Climbing onto things, calling yourself tall
And oh it must be so high up there
But you should notice the airs
Getting thinner, And you’re gonna fall,
Oh you’re gonna fall
Honey, I’m not impressed
With your performative identity
If I’m really such a mess
You’d stay the hell away from me
Oh I should have known it from before
You’re just a kid crawling on the floor
Climbing onto things, calling yourself tall
And oh it must be so high up there
But you should notice the airs
Getting thinner, And you’re gonna fall,
Oh you’re gonna fall
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10. |
This House
01:58
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All I wanna do
Is get high in my room
finally get some sleep,
I know I’ll wake up late
I can hear you saying
That’s such a useless way
To spend your day
But the world outside terrifies me
And I always feel like I’m crazy
Every time I leave my house
I can’t get the real world figured out
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11. |
Parking Lots
02:17
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Crash my car to kiss you on the highway
I want to be your favorite forever and always
Curl up close in empty late night parking lots
You ask me what I’m thinking about
but I already forgot`
You run your fingers through my hair
I take in a breath of shared air
The sun peaks out
You’re still smiling
You kiss my forehead and my cheeks
Days with you feel like weeks
But I’m happy here and it feels like you are too
Stayed up all night watching High Fidelity
Just because you know it’s my favorite movie
It feels safe to share my special things with you
then fall asleep on the couch cause
We’re too lazy to move
You make me feel like I’m someone
Who is deserving of love
Something that I’ve never had before
Call my anxious smiles cute
You’re always in a better mood
But I’m just glad you’re sticking around
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12. |
Lleeny Hut Jr
02:41
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I’m sick of waiting by the phone
You never call me when you get home
I’m sick of staying up all night worried about you
And when I try to text you back
The messages never go through
I’m sick of spending all my weekend waiting on you
I’m deleting your number
I never thought you’d be such a bummer
But this whole fucking summer you’ve been on something
Lie through your teeth to me again
And I’m over it, I’m over it
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13. |
As I Should Be
02:47
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Maybe I’m not as bad as I feel like I might be
Lately I’m starting to enjoy my own company
Maybe I’m not as mad as I feel like I should be
Feels like I can finally breathe, finally stop worrying
Maybe I’m not as bad as I feel like I might be
Lately I’m starting to,
Enjoy things I never thought I could do
Maybe I’m not as sad as I feel like I should be
Feels like I can finally accept that
I’m allowed to be happy
If this is growth, I’m growing up
I’m moving on and making up
I don’t have time to be distracted by
What once defined my life
Maybe I’m not as bad as I feel like I might be
Lately I’m starting to enjoy my own company
Maybe I’m not as mad as I feel like I should be
Feels like I can finally breathe, finally stop worrying
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thank you, im sorry Minneapolis, Minnesota
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Colleen Dow (they/them) - Guitar and
Vocals
Bethunni Schreiner (they/them) - Bass
Sage Livergood (they/them) - Drums
Abe Anderson
(he/him) - Guitar
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