Quarter Life Crisis

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Two broken strings five desperate songs none of us can sing and we fucking know it. We all have jobs we do our part to keep our shit grounded but we keep hearing : "you want to go but you're going nowhere - nowhere at that speed and it wont get you need you're always telling me what you're not you can't even tell me what you want and all your songs sound all the god damned same to me." A brand new bottle and a clean syringe we've got the shit to keep us going. Broke no promises shed no tears ambition's barely fucking there and we still keep hearing : "you want to go but you're going nowhere - nowhere at that speed and it wont get you need you're always telling me what you're not you can't even tell me what you want and all your songs sound all the god damned same to me." Reread these pages to summon what I need to burn these bridges that have kept me from me. The hardest pill to fucking swallow - all my problems I have caused on my own [sic] step one here we go. Yes I can let it go I know I'm not alone.

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from P U N K D E B U R E A U, released July 26, 2013

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