You are now a ghost and soon we all shall follow.
by the freaking unicorns.
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Digital Album
Immediate download of 12-track album in your choice of high-quality MP3, FLAC, or just about any other format you could possibly desire.Free Download
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chocolate milk.
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david brent dancing.
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if i spoke french fries.
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about
more of a "collection of songs" rather than a real "album." the oldest song was written and recorded in 2009 and the last song was finished on january 16, 2012. this is awful music. if you care to call it that.
credits
released 21 January 2012
as one might guess from the both the quality of the recordings and the songs themselves, every aspect of this project was done by me. of course, with the help of the people that made all the instruments and equipment. and mixcraft and audacity.
except for the television clips! thanks to the persons behind the respective shows. and it's okay because of the fair use clause? ^_^
as one might guess from the both the quality of the recordings and the songs themselves, every aspect of this project was done by me. of course, with the help of the people that made all the instruments and equipment. and mixcraft and audacity.
except for the television clips! thanks to the persons behind the respective shows. and it's okay because of the fair use clause? ^_^
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here you might find songs i wrote, preformed, and recorded myself over the years. they are not very good. that is because i am not very good at writing, preforming, or recording.
it's all free, you pirating thieves.
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- Track Name: i flew threw an open window just to get the shit away.
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do you remember when all we'd do was talk about all the shows and things we'd plan to do? and we swore we'd never let go or fall out of touch but...
a few years later, and i haven't heard a thing (or shit) from you. i wonder (and hope) you're happy. are there days when you just sit around and think about me? 'cause all day long i've been sitting here thinking about how you were here and then you flew threw a busted hole in my window. - Track Name: these goddamn commercials.
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i've been fucking up everything lately.
searching for Coke in this goddamn town.
pretty sure i'm not going to see you.
only taker i've found.
they got it all planned out now.
playing hide and go seek under the ground.
i run like an eskimo in a desert.
arizona sun burning me down.
we'll head back in about a week now.
i really hope i see around.
oh. oh.
fucking sick of all the shitty tv shows.
and the crickets falling me around.
fatass coaches yelling at young boys.
little princess without her crown.
you were the only reason for waking.
now you're a bride without a gown.
oh. oh. oh. fuckfuckfuck. - Track Name: chocolate milk.
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i met you in the hallway
three years ago.
when i saw you on the steps
you melt away my snow.
all the people in the way
they would not leave you alone.
birds skipped and they all sang
and then you talked about your home.
you laughed at the people dancing
and rubbed your shoulder against my own.
so come back
'cause i've been thinking about you lately, baby.
i dreamt that you were here
but i woke up alone. - Track Name: the baby birds you killed.
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and it all began...in san jose...
ah katie
i thought this rose would change your mind
ah katie
i thought this rose would make you mine
ah katie
dead birds are free to fly
ah katie
the train is a-waiting
ah katie
true love is what you'll find
ah katie
inside these arms of mine
ah katie
i'll paint this scene for you
ah katie
we're all in love with you
ah katie
how can i make you mine
ah katie
you ran and robbed me blind. - Track Name: david brent dancing.
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and i
was scared back then
i thought it'd never end
the constant bickering over nothing
and all the making up
and i
would call you up
and we'd do something fucked
like making out in the hallway
well everyone was in calls
and i
sometimes do miss you
but i refuse to do that shit again.
and i
was scared back then
i thought we'd never would begin. - Track Name: remember, it was a quater.
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i was listening to Postal Service.
when the water started pouring down.
i walked around and tried to find you.
but you were nowhere to be found.
and then window started blowing.
and knocking all the leaves around.
but i kept listening to Postal Service.
and sang along with Gibbard's nouns.
and twentyfive cents licorice
for me and you and all your friends.
i only hope that i can see you again.
and maybe you'd want to, too.
and maybe i'll call you someday
and we can meet up and share a coke or two. - Track Name: if i spoke french fries.
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madonna was crying
and i saw visions
visions
and we watched london burn
from downtown san jose
and then we learned not
to scratch our heads to hard
or they'll fall off
and then i dressed up
like a model
all pretty
pink
and juicy
and everyone was in love
and lust
was on the way
but your friend
she gave up
and flew away
hey
remember that time
when we were older
and pretended that we'd be married
those days never came
and our feelings
are not the same
like a stain
down the drain
all the pain
is like rain. - Track Name: bed room.
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so i finally cleaned my room today.
things are finally looking alright.
swore i wasn't going to write about you.
but you always seem to seep in at night.
it's like the eulogy i wrote for The Darkness.
before he even died.
i could tell right away we weren't gonna be perfect.
but it didn't stop me from tryin'.
you are all that's left in this room.
you're all i have left inside.
i'd burn all these memories just to have one with you.
this room has been my home since before i met you.
it'll be my home for one more night.
i hope someday "home" is where i'll find you.
i pray our home is where you'll hide.
swore i wasn't going to write about you.
but you always sneak inside.
so i finally cleaned my room today.
things are fin
ally looking alright. - Track Name: i left my heart in san jose.
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you little fucking slut
well i love you so damn much
but i can't get past your touch
and you're wanting so damn much but
you little fucking slut
well i love you damn much
but i can't give you what you want
'cause you're wanting so much more and
you know i could be there for you. - Track Name: alternate universe me is still fucking in love with alternate universe you.
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hey anna,
you never called back.
i said, 'i love you.'
you don't buy that.
you're going to leave me soon.
you're such a
dirty lover.
regardless,
i still love her.
you're going to leave me soon.
hey anna,
you never wrote back.
i said, "i love you..."
but you said, "fuck that!" - Track Name: murder is not funny unless it is a joke.
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i swam down to the ocean
and ran into the sea
no darling, just seagulls
to sing over me
oh but oh no
i'm not out just yet
oh no
i'm not sinking just wet
son accept it you're no one
and you got nowhere to be
if she'd had stayed her you know that
she would agree
oh but oh no
she's not gone just yet
oh no
i've not sunk just wet
it's a lonely ol' road
i'm not the first to walk down
just need someone to hold me
before I’m dead in the ground
oh no
she's not gone just yet
oh no
i've not sunk just wet
i'm not at the bottom of the sea.
