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i am Jeff.
i like Music.
i make Music.
b-more forever.
i fucking hate tumblr.
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i want to be cold and i want it to snow so bad i hope your flames don't grow i want to be buried in snow i hope your flames don't grow i just want to be cold i don't want you to know ||| I drove up to the city at night and found the place Where you grew up and then where you stayed And we walked around and stayed up late under city lights I spent the night, next to you in the house where you grew up Next to you I miraculously woke up In your parents' house I laid in bed with you I went back to feel alone there I went back to wipe it clean ||| Is it because this little part of you wants to be dead? Or is it because your life feels empty without some ritual? Or is it because the rebellion against the adults hasn't ended yet? The adults sell cigarettes. And you are young and rich for now. You have the ritual of waking up each day and it will fill you. There's no excuse to start smoking. Where is the rebellion in acting like a fuck-up--when i embrace simple health? It is obvious that there is work to do: strong and deliberately. We are the ones, we have to do it-- no parents or gods. Taking responsibility, living in the world on your own. There's no punishment only knowing what to do, no excuses the time is now, do not wait; go, improve yourself right now. ||| In the night after the bats come out I hear you howling. I know no one and I hold nothing (now that I know you). This is how we howl. ||| When I see rivers tearing hills Finished with mountains with the hill at my back I watch silt sink The river shown by walking downhill Breath becoming clouds, becoming rain Uprooting hillsides, dissolving bones The stone groans an ode To wind and dust clouding In air, the song revealing The standing wave in the stream Bodies assembled of dust Brought temporarily In the river, the rocks groan Oh, water pouring through me, pouring my mouth Trees bend in my sighing and lie down. ||| Oh, these drugs, they play on me these terrible ways They don't pay like they used to pay I used to make it day to day No one cares for me I keep no company I have minimal needs And now they are through with me Now they are through with me . NOW THEY ARE THROUGH WITH ME . ||| This is just a nightmare Soon I'm going to wake up Someone's going to bring me around Running from the bombers Hiding in the forest Running through the field Laying flat on the ground Just like everybody Stepping over heads Running through the underground This is your warning Four minute warning ||| That there That's not me I go Where I please I walk through walls I float down the Liffey I'm not here This isn't happening I'm not here I'm not here In a little while I'll be gone The moment's already passed Yeah it's gone And I'm not here This isn't happening I'm not here I'm not here Strobe lights and blown speakers Fireworks and hurricanes I'm not here This isn't happening I'm not here I'm not here ||| Know you can count on me Know you can count on me Know you can count on me To get so up for it Know you can count on me I'll be so up for it Know at least I'll try ||| run from the pigs, the fuzz, the cops, the heat pass me your gloves, there's crime and it's never complete until you snort it up or shoot it down you're never gonna feel free out on my skateboard the night is just hummin' and the gum smacks are the pulse i'll follow if my walkman fades but i've got absolutely no one, no one but myself to blame don't worry- we're in no hurry school's out, what did you expect? i want a range life, if i could settle down, if i could settle down, then i would settle down ||| strict top with the cross shit crushin' mofuckas like a moss in a mosh pit dollar sense sin shit since i ain't lost it send a fuckin' jar with guitar picks and bar spit bar spat, past tense, warriors of radness fuck lame get it through your brain like yr dad's dick go ahead stab a friend tell 'em that i'm back bitch Earl leave bastards with milkiest asses take a firm standing nod on the track list Earl half the reason the reviews are fantastic niggaz gettin' comfy on the couch i ain't having it kick your gluteus maximus, killin' niggas on accident ||| This criminal Walked into my room He asked me Why do you live this way? Think of all you could have, What I would take Well, have you got a clue? Why do you live this way? Why do you? Think of all I'd take You think that I don't know you think that I don't know You're wrong You're wrong ||| What did you want to see? What did you want to be when you grew up? To go away and not look back and think of what the others say To go ahead and change your life without regard to what is said And everyone must do the same you find yourself lost again forget the things you've left behind through looking back you may go blind ||| I had to prove that I could make it alone But that's not me I wanted to show how independent I'd grown now But that's not me I could try to be big in the eyes of the world What matters to me is what I could be to just one girl I'm a little bit scared Cause I haven't been home in a long time You needed my love And I know that I left at the wrong time My folks when I wrote them Told 'em what I was up to said that's not me I went through all kinds of changes Took a look at myself and said that's not me I miss my pad and the places I've known And every night as I lay there alone I will dream I once had a dream So I packed up and split for the city I soon found out that my lonely life wasn't so pretty I'm glad I went now I'm that much more sure that we're ready I once had a dream So I packed up and split for the city I soon found out that my lonely life wasn't so pretty I once had a dream So I packed up and split for the city I soon found out that my lonely life wasn't so pretty ||| I was born in this town, lived here my whole life Probably come to die in this town, lived here my whole life Never anything to do in this town, lived here my whole life Never anything to do in this town, lived here my whole life Probably learn to die in this town, lived here my whole life Nothing to do, sit around at home Sit around at home, stare at the walls Stare at each other and wait till we die Stare at each other and wait till we die Probably come to die in this town, lived here my whole life There's kerosene around, something to do There's kerosene around, she's something to do There's kerosene around, she's something to do There's kerosene around, we'll find something to do There's kerosene around, she's something to do There's kerosene around, set me on fire! ||| You're living in the middle of nowhere In a town called Exactly Right. It's got a population of you And everyone sleeps well at night. There's a reason for everything here, Can be explained in ten words or less. The wrong people are never right, And there's no room for questions and mess. But there's a Lie and there's a Truth, There's something in between: that's me and you. There's a Lie and there's a Truth, There's something in between: that's what we do. ||| SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG SWAG

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