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Bad Day to be a Zebra
02:51
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The zebra senses something's wrong
Looks over his back
All he sees -
The stripes of his, all black and white
And a patch of tall grass swaying in the wind
He missed the lioness
Obscured by grass he sees too late
When the zebra sees her it's too late
She jumps out -
And he's on his back -
And she's got his neck!
In an open field he could have run
If not that then kicked her away
But she used her wit, concealed herself
Poor dude
He never even got a chance
He won't be running now -
Throat's ripped out, inside of her mouth
A ruthless death for foolishness,
A lesson taught while gnawing on his head.
One more Zebra approaches the lakeside
Looking for shade in the baobab trees
She sets herself up,
This time amongst the clay,
Patience perfected, breath held, waits
His hairs are tingling now
Water's calm in can't be the wind
But he looks the wrong way,
Opens a blindside,
Condemns himself,
Submits his flesh for taste
Bad day to be a Zebra!
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Taxi Man
02:35
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Cause I've been having second thoughts in my Taxi Cab
I wanted to go out but I feel so bad
I don't want you to see me when I look like this
I just want to go home now
Neck is tensing up
My nails pierce my skin
Suddenly my jeans they seem a size too thin
Hairs pulled, teeth clench - oh so painful
I'm tearing myself apart
And I don't feel brave
I never should have gone out
The things I wanna say won't even leave my mouth
And all I wanna do is just run back inside and hide
Life's way better like that
Yknow I really need a hug
But I'm scared you won't wanna touch me
When you see me
And the stain on my t-shirt
So Mr. Taxi Man
I hope you don't get mad
When I ask you to turn this cab around
There's been a change of plans
Anxiety's so bad
Can you please just turn this cab around
Tomorrow we lament another wasted night
Tell them I was tired,
watch the friendships die
Living like a hermit it's all I can cope with
But this loneliness might kill me
Isolation is a feedback loop
The more you cower -
That much more daunting contact gets
So help me run
I wanna never be seen again
In chains inside my home
The only place my nerves will rest.
So Mr. Taxi Man
I hope you don't get mad
When I ask you to turn this cab around
There's been a change of plans
Anxiety's so bad
Can you please just turn this cab around
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Ninjaflowers
02:50
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A nightmare where my future is cast in concrete wakes me up in sweat
The dream that I devote my life to -
pursuit of something new
So never setting roots
And never following through
And never making any promises to anyone
Cause the freedom to move on to something else is irreplaceable to me
This sucker doesn't know when he has it good
Withholds one hald of his soul
He's saving it for something more worthwhile
Misses an adventure that he might have loved so he wouldn't be tied down
For fifty percent effort
Here's fifty percent joy
The trade made perpetually by a man
Allergic to thought of commitment
A miserable compromise for sure
Ninjaflowers plant shallow roots
In endless dream of another garden's soil
They sleep right through the brightest sun of the summer
Weak at base, they're blown away
Don't make me choose
Ninjaflowers plant shallow roots
In endless dream of another garden's soil
They sleep right through the brightest sun of the summer
Weak at base, they're blown away
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Hospo Days
02:56
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Truth is every time one of my workmates moves on
I think they probably just forget about me
I don't forget about them
Like I'd forget about you
Truth is I really treasured that time
Mopping floors, washing dishes, serving bratty fucking customers
It was fun cause I was with you
The early mornings used to be easier when you were here
Like I'd forget about you
Truth is you made me want to be better
I never dance, I did when you got me to
I've never liked being touched
I suppose it felt OK when your hands touched mine
'I'm behind you'
We used to say that to be safe
And in your voice those words sounded good, reassuring
Right now I wish you would say them to me one more time
The best days of my life -
Standing right next to you
Clearing the docket rail
Pure focus, no words
No-one I'd rather be with
Closing up the cafe long after the sky went dark and walking home in your company
Exhausted, and feeling so fucking loved
Truth is I won't forget about you.
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Crying Club Wellington, New Zealand
Happy emo music from Wellington 👉👈
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