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Let's Go (Take A Ride)
02:03
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These are my Ed Sheeran chords, I use them with excessive force
Strumming, while I sing about a woman
I sound alright I suppose, playing another song I wrote
But in the end, still saying nothing
Well we can't write the songs they sing in bars after they've had a drink
Sad to say, but I can't ignore it
Any day now, we could die, gone in the blink of an eye
I think there are some things more important
Well, I love you and I hope you love me too
If you don't, then what's the point of even playing?
Let's go take a ride down the highway all night,
But really, what the fuck am I saying?
Well, I can use the same four chords you've heard a million times before
And nobody will ever criticize this.
But if the things I shout about are kind of weird to talk about
Then suddenly people just don't like it.
Well, I can't focus on relationships, I'm feeling too old for this shit
And no-one wants to hear about my sex life.
Maybe we should give up after all, or we should just play Wonderwall
Or maybe just play something people like.
Well, I love you and I hope you love me too
If you don't, then what's the point of even playing?
Let's go take a ride down the highway all night,
But really, what the fuck am I saying?
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Netflix And Chill
03:21
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Stood outside your house again, I'm just waiting to come in
I swear this time we'll sort shit out
Spending the cold nights at your place, won't look at each other's face
All that we do is sit around;
Watching shit that I don't even like
I don't want this bullshit to be my life
I cannot talk to you, I'm far too awkward to
So just stare at the screen instead.
How long is Breaking Bad? Hope it doesn't end too fast
Not until we're both dead,
And our relationship is a car wreck
You made me cum during Star Trek
We don't have anything to say,
We stay together anyway;
Netflix and chill our lives away
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Settle
01:46
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There's a folder on my laptop full of old pictures of me
And every time I look at them it just looks like someone I could never be
We used to get pissed in the middle of the afternoon
Now I get drunk alone because I have to go to work soon.
I kissed you because I was lonely as fuck,
But these days I just feel like giving it up,
I'm sick of all of this shit, and I've had enough.
Staring around the street with the sun shining into my eyes,
Hungover as fuck, I didn't go to sleep until at least quarter past five;
And the bed that I found myself in belonged to someone I can't recall
Trying to pull for my self esteem, but I've never felt so small.
Well, I only did what they told me to do,
'Cause I'm still not that much more enlightened than you,
I just want to be loved by somebody, that's the truth
But I'm getting older and facing defeat,
'Cause I'm willing to admit that I've already peaked,
Maybe one day, somebody will settle for me.
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Dead.
04:25
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Wake up every day and I wanna die
I stop to consider and wonder why
I blame it on people I used to know
They couldn't handle it, so they had to go, so:
You don't want me? Well, that's OK
I'll still think about you every day
I'll never get you out of my head
I'll probably feel this way until I'm dead
Yeah, I'll probably feel this way until I'm dead
My friends all moved on, they want better lives,
I stay content with staying inside.
I know I can't blame you for wanting more
Than I've ever come close to having before, so:
I hope you're happy, whatever you've found
But I won't be happy until I'm in the ground
Sleeping forever, safely and sound
Yeah, I won't be happy until I'm in the ground
Yeah, I won't be happy until I'm in the ground;
And I don't mean to sound depressing
But I guess I am
I'd like to apologise
But I don't think I can
Now you're gone, so I have to deal
With the fact that what we had was not even real
I guess it didn't matter much in the end
But still, it felt kind of nice to pretend so:
You don't want me? Well, that's OK
I'll still think about you every day
I'll never get you out of my head
I'll probably feel this way until I'm dead.
Yeah, I'll probably feel this way until I'm dead.
Yeah, I'll probably feel this way until I'm dead.
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Beard Snax Stoke On Trent, UK
Folk-punk from Stoke-on-Trent, England. We write mildly depressing songs and have facial hair. We like a good munch.
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