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The brightest light in my life is the TV at 3 in the morning
Sometimes I'm scared to write these songs what if I don't remember how?
I'm pretty great friends with my cat but I'm worried I'll be losing him soon
When I'm hopeful it never lasts too long I always come back too soon
So I'll cut off all my hair and move to Sacramento
It probably won't fix a thing but at least I can say I'm trying
Sometimes it's hard to remember I'm a person
Sometimes it gets too empty to be real
It's so easy for me to be attached to a person
Why is it so easy for them to leave?
I know things are getting better but I'm scared I'll never change
That's why I have to leave this town and make a better name
So I'll cut off all my hair and move to Sacramento
It probably won't fix a thing but at least I can say I'm trying
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Dirty Laundry (Cayetana)
02:38
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Well, I switched back from the yellow to the orange pack
And you shaved your beard
Just to sit and watch it grow back
It’s funny the things we find comfort in
It’s funny the things that make us feel again
And I still want you in a bad way
I wanna see you on your bad days
Oh, I want you in the worst ways
Oh, I want you in the worst ways, yeah
So I’ll lay here with my endless guilt
And you’ll force photos of the life you built
Enough to make you feel better
It’s not enough to make you feel better
And I still want you in a bad way
I wanna see you on your bad days
I never needed you anyways
I never needed you anyway
And to me you are a laundromat
Oh, I picture you like that
Trying to get clean again
Well, just keep spinning
Spinning, my friend
And to me you are a laundromat
Oh, I picture you like that
Trying to get clean again
Well, just keep spinning
Keep spinning, my friend
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I can't stay away from San Francisco
But I'm so afraid the fault line is gonna blow
Was it me or my anxiety
That didn't let me go to the Adult Mom Show
What the hell is wrong with me why can't I just relax
Enjoy this stupid party without feeling like I'm chewing on tacks
If I don't get tired then I'll never fall asleep
Guess then it's a good thing Jones is so god damn steep
Catch the smell of weed as the taxi driver speeds
I don't think I like the way he's looking at me
What the hell is wrong with me
What the hell is wrong with me
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Your Local Cemetery Dixon, California
Greasy rock from a dusty town. Dixon, CA.
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