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Not Impressed
03:16
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The TV’s on, the TV’s always on
You’re watching Lifetime, baby
And Hallmark again
Well, isn’t it blessed?
Touched By An Angel really got you
Where did the angel touch you again?
You're gonna fail
(I always fail)
I'm not gonna fail
I'm not gonna fail
No, I’m not impressed
that you can find
Such absurdities in such a world
I’m not impressed that you can criticize the world
I’m not impressed!
So fuck you, Edward Currant!
Tearing down the simple faiths
They don’t even get the joke
Yeah, isn’t it great?
I’m not gonna fail
I’m not gonna fail
And I’m not impressed
That you can criticize the world
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2. |
Empty Hands
03:10
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The students vote, the students choose
This is a crown you can’t refuse
There were some losers, true
They can’t get much better than you
I need a boy to be with me, you said
You will be mine—My accessory
I’d ask you to dance
But you’d only leave me empty hands
I haven’t a chance
Oh it’s not up to me
I know you’d agree
Back to the wall is where I’ll be
I wanna be a tragedy
I make a point to not be seen
Ashley, I know why you’re the queen
This royalty always comes in twos
He’ll be the boy to be with you
Surprised? Surprised that
I’d ask you to dance
But you’d only leave me empty hands
I haven’t a chance
I know, I know
I’d ask you to dance
But you’d only leave—
you’d rather leave this dance with class!
I haven’t a chance
Oh it’s not up to me
I know you’d agree
Childhood friends aside
We’ve got such separate lives
This is how it ends for you and me
I want to be, I want to be a
La-la-la-la-la I want to be a tragedy
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3. |
For Yourself
02:10
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You’ve got subscriptions
You’re spending future wealth
You’ve got congratulations
But mostly for yourself
You are a little girl
Lower lip and wrinkled brow
You are a princess
Playing dress-up in a wedding gown
Here comes the bride
Everything will be all right
You’ve got a countdown
You’ve bought the top shelf
You are a spokesperson
But only for yourself
I want to love you on our day
There can’t be a better time,
That’s where you’re wrong
she said, it’s not our day it’s mine
Here comes the bride
Everything will be all right
This day is holy
This day’s a holy mess
and from the sidelines
I envy no one
Here comes the bride
Everything will be all right
It’s only for yourself
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4. |
Red Alert
02:51
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I am the ghost inside you
I am a preview
I can see through you
Caught up with the devils in your head
They’re roaming free, they are
Get this into your head!
You are not yet dead
Your heart still beats, your heart
Still you think each pulse
like a red alert for yourself
You are not dead, you are not dead!
You have friends, don’t pretend
Don’t pretend they’re only memories
Don’t let the time you both have left
Dissolve into only pleasantries
Get this into your head!
You are not yet dead
Your heart still beats oh, your heart…
Still you trade your peace of mind
For simply being right
It’s not worth your peace
Not worth your peace
I see you, we argue
I’ve been through this
a thousand times
When you are down
How can you pick yourself up?
It isn’t that easy
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