Lyrics Pt. 2: Electric Boogaloo - Crywank
I
will
often
hold,
the
doubt
that
I'm
the
bad
one
Acussed
of
playing
a
victim
of
your
love
I
can
call
this
home,
but
isn't
where
my
heart
is
Do
I
paint
you
as
a
demon
out
of
shit
and
blood?
You
know
I'm
trying
hard,
you
act
like
this
is
effortless
You
know
is
hard
when
you
call
your
Limbs
the
things
we
mutually
bought
I
find
emotive
scales
exciting
and
frightening
All
my
emotives
scales
contract
viruses
of
thought
I
have
choosen
this
lonely
freedom
Let's
hope
it
works
for
the
both
us
I'm
a
sorry
sap
forever
stunted
ox,
confirmed
Your
flabbergasted
film
speech,
find
the
words
that
hurt
You
tell
me
I
was
born
broken,
that
I
don't
know
how
to
love
You
know
I
think
I
do
agree,
And
that's
why
I've
had
enough
1 A Soreness so Familiar It Soon Becomes Unquestioned
2 Life Is Life and That's so Deep
3 Thoughts on Self-Described DIY Bands Engaging with a Profit-Based Print Media
4 Anti-Capitalism Is a Great Marketing Technique
5 Don't Forget to Like Share and Subscribe
6 (Onion) Garden Fart [Onion]
7 Who Am I???1
8 Roll-on Deoderant
9 Pr8y Boi
10 Fuck You James
11 Fuck You Dan
12 An Academics Lament on Barbie
13 I Think I'm Dying and I'm Doing Nothing About It
14 Goku Is Cool
15 Chomsky-Honk
16 Tin Foil Hat Crew at the Student House Party
17 A Phony in a World of Holden Caulfields
18 Colm Hindsight
19 Everything Is Getting Very Snake 2
20 Woodchuck
21 When You Eat Yourself, First Start with Your Head up Your Arse
22 Pt. 2: Electric Boogaloo
23 The Story of the Lizard and the Sock
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