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dog days
04:31
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We’re in the Dog days of August…
It hasn’t been this hot in years…
Where in the dark nights upon us…
I’ve never felt this type of fear…
-AhhAhhAhhh
Dog Days passing
Big waves crashing
-and so is my ca-a-ar, Living is hard, but it beats the alternative, I’m turning into-
Someone that I don’t love.
I press my head against your-
Carpet heart and try to start it
I know you’d never go and mean to leave me broken hearted
-AhhAhhAhhh
Dog Days passing
Big waves crashing
-and so is my ca-a-ar, Living is hard, but nothing is permanent, I’m turning into-
Someone that I don’t mind.
We’re in the Dog days of August…
It hasn’t been this hot in years…
Where in the dark nights upon us…
I’ve never felt this type of fear…
The statue of liberty is up to her knees
And please, blue lines line the streets
All cats and dogs and pigs and sheep
All acting like a dog in heat
So tell me please..
Your parents wanna go buy a house by the sea…
I told them that was not. for. Me.
Because in-
10 years probably-
Our house will be-
Beach front property.
I give ‘em 16 months
What’d ya know
Another day walking, and I ain’t. Swim. home.
They say-
I give ‘em 16 months
What’d ya know
Another day walking, and I ain’t. Swim. home.
These are contagious words, so keep in mind, i think these are
The end of times.
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2. |
Unknowns
03:00
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OOh OOh
OOh OOOh
OOh OOh
Oh Oh Oh
Little black dots in the outside of my coffee cup
Little black spots on the outside of my brain
Slowly driving me insane
-baby, I don’t know anything-
But-
OOh OOh Unknowns
We’ll have this moment forever and never more
I know it’s hard to let go.
Little black specks gather on my bedroom floor
Static in my eyes sew them closed
OOh OOh Unknowns
Welcome to the real world son
‘Bout time somebody told ya
Nobody knows what’s going on
OOh OOh you’re on your own
We’ll have this moment forever and nevermore
I’m so alone.
Her friends told her friends to tell my friends to tell me so
I broke my phone, please take me home
Love is Friendship caught fire
and you’ve gone cold.
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3. |
Aidy and the End Times
03:24
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Baby I miss you,
I know I have issues
But this meteor
Seems like an immediate danger
I know sometimes
I act like a stranger
OOhooh, I think it's time
We hide under the covers
We could be lovers just for the night
Close our eyes and wait to die
Ieieie ieieie ieieie
Swimming in circles
Running around
Feeling so down, without youuuu
Don’t know who hurt you, but I know now
I'm leaving this town
-without you
Going far away!
Can’t stay here another day
I know that it’ll be okay
know which road to take
Where the sun is hiding, not afraid of dying
Sorry to tell you in writing but i'm leaving this place
Aidy I miss you
So please, grab me, the tissues
Because this -media is all we’ve got left of this stranger
I know sometimes I act like the manger
-Baby, I think it's time
We hide under the covers
We could be lovers just for the night
Close our eyes and wait to die
Ieieie Solar flares is it me? Or is it hot in here?
Baby I miss you,
I know I have issues
But this meteor
Seems like an immediate danger
I know sometimes
I act like a stranger
OOhooh, I think it's time
We hide under the covers
We could be lovers just for the night
Close our eyes and wait to die
Ieieie ieieie ieieie
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BIG small
03:52
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I hate the sinking feeling I get, whenever I’m inside my bed
With spine of silk and legs of led, I think I’ll shrink into my head
I hate the sinking feeling I get, when you’re inside my head
With a spine of silk, behind my eyes I dread, I can feel you pulling at my thread.
at my thread.
at my thread.
I feel so small
Stuck to the face of this big blue ball
Held down by the space and the weight of it all
‘Til the stars start to fall and you realized it coulda been stalled
But there’s a place in the sky
I don’t know what it’s called, but it's a great excuse to spend your life at the ma-a-all
I hate the sinking feeling I get, whenever I’m inside my bed
With spine of silk and legs of led, I think I’ll shrink into my head
I hate the sinking feeling I get, when you’re inside my head
With a spine of silk, behind my eyes I dread, I can feel you pulling at my thread.
at my thread.
at my thread.
at my thread.
at my thread.
at my thread.
at my thread.
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Aidy Boston, Massachusetts
Aidy is a 20-something artist; singer-songwriter, specializing in bass, and making music for the intoxicated. his music is scientifically proven to increase dopamine in those under the influence while wearing headphones or listening in the car. (aidy does not condone the act of driving under the influence of any mind altering substance) ... more
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