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lone wolf syndrome.
I don't say much, and when I do, it's not enough.
Jacob Bannon (via skibashapiro)
The Dopamines // Jon Has Anxiety
The drinking hasn’t helped
I’ve become so anti-social
But I completely realize
That nothing’s panned out the way it seems
Talking to you’s like pulling teeth
And I’m sorry but I’ll be stayin’
In my room tonight
Cuz I don’t know what to
Say to you, say to you
What do I
Say to you, say to you
What do I?
Can’t get out of bed today
Lost my motivation
(Fuck my life.)
I did some extra digging. The unreleased Brand New track is called “Out Of Range” and it has apparently been floating around the internet since 2010, although I don’t know anyone who has heard it. The lyrics are amazing, so I’m going to post them here:
Hide in a storks mouth sleep till its dark out All dressed up holding your receipts for the numbers that you picked you in a box full of your mistakes and a leaden crucifix If hearts were all made like they were balls of yarn well they've all got the strings that get tugged on your heart?? some are different lengths some would be stronger than others and some would be the colors of your mothers and fathers Do old structures stand the same as any older man a place where something used to live but in the end just turns cold Am i a torn up tattered worn out piece of fabric not suitable to stitch a beret Cause id like to be tightly braided gold and silver bracelets the type you'd like to wear round your wrist As we're made we start to break And in the places you go you'll find these people you know all sewing patterns into clothing that you've called your own And in these smaller designs theres something larger you might find that peoples hands have worked together to make up the parts of you.
Isn’t it strange that if a child kills an animal, we say that’s a sign they’ll be a psychopath, but when an adult does it, we call it “a hobby”?
Hunting sucks. You suck.
You’re killing me to walk away
So paint your face up something elegant
And this town maybe a darker shade of red
Cause a long night means a fist fight
Against your pillow and my pearly whites
Sometimes people bore the hell out of me. I want to stop them mid-sentence and say, “Listen, great story about you watching American Idol or whatever, but I’m going to set myself on fucking fire if you continue.”
Dear Landlord - Three to the Beach
I’d be lying if I didn’t say
that it’s been getting harder to relate
and keep myself from drowning in the crowd
and I still believe that
we’re not the hopeless, we’re not as fucked as you think
in short lived moments we can do anything
the fucking joke is, we’re winning when you blink
in short lived moments lousy with victory