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Ain't Quite With It
02:03
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Calling in ill, send in my replacement; let him fill the mould that I live in.
This world is getting weird, such selfish expectations, feeling like I ain’t quite with it.
Tryna do myself some right, cuz’ I’m feeling like I ain’t quite with it.
Being forced into a life, and I’m feeling like I ain’t quite with it.
Can I stray away awhile, cuz’ I’m feeling like I ain’t quite with it.
Be a stranger for awhile, I’m feeling like I ain’t quite with it.
Ambition’s been killed, body’s in the basement; hide it from the women and children.
My mind stands still, needs some stimulation; feeling like I ain’t quite with it.
Tryna do myself some right, cuz’ I’m feeling like I ain’t quite with it.
Being forced into a life, and I’m feeling like I ain’t quite with it.
Can I stray away awhile, cuz’ I’m feeling like I ain’t quite with it.
Be a stranger for awhile, I’m feeling like I ain’t quite with it.
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Disappear
03:30
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I think I’m leading you on, this silhouette of fire won’t leave me alone.
I’d rather be on my own. I need to breathe a while, It’s been too long.
I can’t romanticize every fight, then apologize every night.
Your past exaggerations and white lies nurtured this mistrust; baby I know you’re so tired of it.
Do I lack self control? Did my skin always feel this uncomfortable?
I wanna sell this face, find someone to replace it, change my name, restart in a different place.
I feel I’m bringing this on, this silhouette of fire won’t leave me alone.
I think it’s leading me wrong, I’ll disappear a while, leave me alone.
I can’t romanticize every fight, then apologize every night.
Your past exaggerations and white lies nurtured this mistrust; baby I know you’re so tired of it.
Do I lack self control? Did my skin always feel this uncomfortable?
I wanna sell this face, find someone to replace it, change my name, restart in a different place.
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3. |
Sucker For Anyone
01:53
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Baby, baby save me if you see me on the street tell me have you heard the new EP?
Why don’t you tell me what you think? It peaks my curiosity, are any changes necessary?
Baby, I would change my whole demeanor for you.
Restart or rearrange any song I sing that bores you.
I’m a sucker for a pretty girl that says a thing.
A sucker for anyone that puts in that time with me.
Save me little lady, tell me exactly who to be.
Pick at my insecurities help me become anything but me.
When I see myself through passing faces,
a stranger's gaze becomes my perspective.
My conscious in the third person narrative,
My short life about who I share it with.
Sucker for a troubled girl that says a thing; a sucker for anyone.
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Loner
02:29
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Hardly known ya, outta getta know you more.
I just hardly shown ya, can’t jump the gun but I so adore ya.
One hundred miles separate my and little lady; that’s nothing.
Couple times said I caught her fancy.
She probably needs someone that I can’t be.
I’m just such a loner, ooh
Soon baby I’m hoping I can convince you over.
Just send me a snap, let’s chat. Kick back? Don’t pass.
Wanna see your face.
Please ya, just squeeze ya, take you where you wanna be.
You just name the place.
You down? I’m down. Take you ‘round town
Any time you’re coming down with a frown.
Swoop ya, give ya little smooch, oh if you wanna cruise ya just let me...
Get to know ya, just four or five minutes more.
Seems I’m always kicking it alone,
but I’ll pretend that your legs are the one’s around my shoulders.
One hundred isles separated by seas of social isolation.
Every time I fall infatuated self sabotage is an understatement.
I’m just such a loner, ooh.
Soon baby I’m hoping I can convince you over.
Just send me a snap, let’s chat. Kick back? Don’t pass.
Wanna see your face.
Please ya, just squeeze ya, take you where you wanna be.
You just name the place.
You down? I’m down. Take you ‘round town
Any time you’re coming down with a frown.
Swoop ya, give ya little smooch, oh if you wanna cruise ya just let me know.
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Outta My League
02:26
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Know I’ve gotta quit before I’ll be with her.
Know I’ve gotta change, I should be changing first.
Each day I choose whether to become someone else.
Each day I choose to remain myself.
She only wants a taste, a piece of me.
What I want is to feel less lonely.
I’d be coming through every night,
For some girl I felt I didn’t disappoint.
I know your other boyfriend is six-foot-five.
Guess I always knew I was just the other guy.
Remember the night you told me you were leaving?
I was feeling you were always outta my league.
From the start you were too good for me.
You were always outta my league.
Ladies pick their mans, it’s outta my hands.
Take back all your feelings, yeah I understand.
Each night I pass out and wish I were someone else.
Each morning I choose to recreate this hell; oh well.
No doubt wanna feel somebody’s into me.
I’d settle for some occasional company.
I’m sure she’s coming through every night,
For some guy she felt fit just right.
I know your other boyfriend he’s six-foot-five.
Guess I always knew I was just the other guy.
Remember the night you told me you were leaving?
I was just thinking you were always outta my league.
From the start you were too good for me.
You were always outta my league.
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The Troubs Pinole, California
Monterey & Bay Area Sound
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