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Miller High Life
01:27
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Sittin’ in the distance
Ponderin’ existence
Sippin’ on a Miller High Life
Gettin’ kinda nervous
Do I deserve this
Shitty can of Miller High Life
I must admit
I see how it fits
Me drinkin’ Miller High Life
I’m not the best
And am a masochist
Always drinkin’ Miller High Life
I can’t maintain
This thing in my brain
Escape to Miller High Life
Wubba lubba dub dub
A phrase I know and love
And why I drink Miller High Life
I don’t wanna die
I just want peace of mind
I think it’s in Miller High Life
What I do
When life’s so cruel
Just crack another Miller High Life
I can’t be serious
Livin’ like this
Drinkin’ all this Miller High Life
At the end of the day
I think it’s ok
To enjoy a cold Miller High Life
If this is how I cope
With booze and with dope
No one can take away my Miller High Life
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2. |
Lobotomy
02:46
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3. |
I'm
02:20
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I’m an idiot kid
Trying to prove
That degenerates get
Those same
Sophisticated feelings
As philosophers
But with a bit more
Reverb and distortion
I’m a plague on the name
Of writers and musicians
Even stain the status
Of self-loathing narcissists
But nobody can tell
I indulge to resist the shame
Afraid I’ll live past fifty
I’m next gram sham
With a bag full of tricks
To pull sheep from my hat
Over your eyes
Disguised in glitter and doom
So you don’t see
The emotions of a fool
I’m nothing
That’s the truth
Nobody believes
Yet they think my substance
Is stopped by substances
Never understanding
The feelings I bleed
In ink
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4. |
Let's Go to the Pharm
03:14
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Man let’s all go to the pharm
Engage in some psychoactive self-harm
Everybody thinks I need help
But only I know what’s best for myself
“You can be happy or sad”
They say this but they don’t know my head
Don’t wanna be mom or be dad
Don’t wanna be alive or be dead
My feelings aren’t a matter of choice
But I can choose how I voice it
This pill makes thoughts feel small
This one will let you see sounds
But none of them fix anything at all
Eventually I will come down
My brain won’t replace the serotonin I take
But did I really have any in the first place
I don’t know what else to do
Cause day and night feels like shit
When life just feels so cruel
It’s best not to take it so serious
Laugh at some self-deprecating joke
Cause it’s true I have a problem with coke
At the end of the day
I’ve realize
It doesn’t get better
But laugh away
When your umbrella
Dies in bad weather
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5. |
Melting Alien Vampire
02:30
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It feels alien to me
Inviting myself to your home
I’m a vampire sweet thing
I don’t wait to hear com in
So I melt and corrode
You call me stupid
Cause I don’t believe
You wanna love me
I call you stupid
Cause you date me
Though I’m nothing
Wrap your arms around me
And I’ll ask how you hold a puddle
Get your heart away from me
Don’t brush my cheeks and stubble
I can’t help any of me
Yet you try to get a handle
Wrap your arms around me
No stay away from this puddle
You can put me in a bowl
You can smoke all my soul
Don’t leave me alone
I don’t have any control
I’ll never get shit under control
It feels alien that you keep
A lotta me in your purse
I forgot to ask if you got
My heart outta a hearse
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6. |
Lovesick Honey
02:00
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I’m eating a jar of lovesick honey
Cause being irrational has gotta be funny
Drink a beer do a little cocaine
Cause my lovesick honey drives me insane
Others have my lovesick honey
Results in irrational jealousy somehow
But then I wonder if I’m enough for her
And only insecurity remains aroused
My lovesick honey is always by my side
Love or hate it, she’s immersed in my life
Initially I’m trained to fear this commitment
But I’m comforted to have her all my life
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7. |
Crumb
02:10
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She’s cool just very sad
Her mind stays somewhere
On the borderline
Recklessly pushes me away
When she needs more than bars
To stay afloat
Intensely hold her close
When she’s about to lose it
She’s the adversary of the truth
Says love is fake
As she digs her fingers
Into the back of my neck
Presses her face
Into my self-mutilated chest
Balls herself into my veins
Swimming up my arms
Through my blood
Pumping life through my heart
Half the time
I can’t stop thinkin’ about her
Half the time
I don’t know what I’m thinkin’ about
As she silently sips ZZZquil
To sleep comfortably
I don’t know what comfort is
I don’t know how to comfort her
I’m a crumb in her bed
That she can’t brush away
Keeping her awake
From night sweats and nightmares
Keeping her rolling
Won’t let her escape from discomfort
As she continually tries to brush me away
Shaking out the sheets
To send me flying
But I wanna stay
Under her body
I’m already swept away
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8. |
Punk Rock Wife
02:59
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It’s a shame
We had to meet
At such a bad time
In my life
Cause if I’d seen you
Just a few months sooner
Things could’ve gone different
You met me when
Things were fallin’ into place
But nothing made sense
Cause I knew I was just a
Junky writer
That didn’t give a shit
But was regretting my whole life
Afraid I’d live to fifty
You told me that was ok though
Cause we’d both suffer
Not being able to
Cut our lives short
Just too bad
I recently gave up
Being a hopeless romantic
Cause then we could’ve
Suffered together
But I still let you
Use that L-word
To describe our friendship
And from your lips
It didn’t give me panic attacks
And I kept all the
Things you stole for me
Took care of the fake kid
Cause it was yours
And didn’t make you hit me
When I was an ass
Even though we both knew
I deserved it
Even if the feeling you have for me
Weren’t just my delusions
And your flaws
Weren’t just your own delusions
I wouldn’t be able to make it work
Anyways
So I’ll just dream
Of car crashes with you
And overdose next to you
Since I promised
We’d suffer
As we bar hop
Looking for my
Punk rock wife
Even though you’re the one
Putting the “hot”
In psychotic
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9. |
I Wanna Replace You
02:48
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I wanna replace you
With her
Even though
We didn’t go as you
Planned
But I want her
To be as delusional
Over us
As you were
I want her to
Catch me screenshotting
Her semi-sensual selfies
Trying to replace
The pictures
You sent me
That I never used to feel
Guilty about
I wanna hear the doom
Of Father John Misty
When I’m on acid
And think of her
Mascara and suicide attempts
And our eventual doom
Instead of thinking
About you fading out
On honeybear
I wanna drunk text you
Everything I feel
About how I want
Your mess
Even though
We’re doing awful
And can’t feel
And I wanna drunk text her
Saying I wouldn’t change
How little I cared
For her
Only wish I could go back
And replace her
With you
I wanna think of you
And I do think of you
When I get lost
In my own terror
And need someone
To remind me
You can still be
Ashamed of yourself
And in love
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10. |
Vague Glimpses of Beauty
02:08
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The man teaching
Poetry asks
If a fish can be sullen
And I got withdrawals
In the middle of class
Wondering what the hell
A fish has
To be sullen about
Seven deadly hooks hangin’
Outta my lip
Poppers so divine they should
Be unholy
Cause nobody should have
To see Death
Reeling in the line
Thinkin’ ‘bout the tire tracks
That end abruptly
On the shoulder of
The freeway
Only goin’ one way
Without a sign
Anyone made it back
Makes you wonder
About New York losin’
Power for three days
And if the dark city could
Finally see all the
Stars
Sure
A fish can be sullen
Same way life only gives
Lemons
But not everybody
Can make lemonade
It’s the fact we all
Face the same existential
Doom
That provides life some
Vague glimpses
Of beauty
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11. |
Crash
02:22
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In the car
Doin’ about fifty
In a school zone
Half a tank of gas
Half pint of Canadian Club
As my gas
And your car is in the
Opposite lane
I wanna accelerate towards you
Kiss your headlights with mine
Feel up the wheel before I grab it
Real tight
Undo my belt cause
I don’t wanna be protected from
Your vehicle
Penetrate your windshield
My body heavin’ through the wind
Bust my skull
On the pavement
In front of you
I want us
To collide
Cause we can’t take this
Any further down the road
Anything more wouldn’t work
So I’d rather wreck myself
Tryin’ to make some sorta
Contact
Than just
Drive on past you
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12. |
Mr. Almost Right
03:49
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It’s pretty clear that I’m sick
Nowhere close to bein’ rich
Being with me won’t give you clout
But once you start you’ll never want out
What I do might seem dumb
My name’s synonymous with scum
Everyone will call you a fool
But no one will love you like I do
They could buy you fancy things
Get on their knee with a ring
Only I can fill your wildest dreams
And on my knees make you moan and scream
Mr. Almost Right or “Ok Sure”
The only one to love you how you deserve
Compared to others I seem pathetic
But with me you’ll feel worth it
They might send cute texts and snaps
But they don’t deserve ass or class
Once you read my book of love
Feelin’ high, feelin’ blissfully numb
I’ll sing you beautiful songs
And we can fuck all night long
You’ll never worry your pretty head
I’m only leavin’ when I’m dead
But if I die before I wake
I pray to God that he’ll take
Good care of you when I’m gone
Cause everyone else will treat you wrong
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13. |
It's Ok
02:08
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I wanna know it’s ok
That I always wanna fuckin’ get high
I wanna hear you say
You think I’m fine
I don’t want anything to be wrong
I don’t wanna destroy my brain
I wanna write a beautiful song
Without goin’ insane
I wanna know you understand
I wanna feel worth somethin’
I wanna hear you say I’m your man
I wish I could find the words to say
I wanna know you think I’m ok
I wanna stop the singing
You find the lost piece of my brain
I want to feel I am something
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14. |
Vege-tables
02:25
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Vegetables
I’ve never been a fan personally
If it’s good for me it’s not worth my time
I hope that doesn’t sound cliche
Or as you might say
A bit
Corny
Cause corn is in everything
Pretty much every ingredient comes from corn
Especially alcohol
They tried to convince me
To convert my ethanol to power my car
Instead of gas
Cause it’s greener
But I’m green
Pot green
And who needs gas
When you got cola and amphetamines
An apple a day keeps the doctor away
But copious amounts of acid
Keeps the sleep away
And makes the nightmares real
So I can live in the terror
Of trying to scarf down my vegetables
As a last ditch attempt to stay
Healthy and alive
Cause life may be shit
But I wanna live
I wanna fuckin’ live
But they always smell like
Cottage cheese
And sweat
Oh wait
That’s just me
Cause I haven’t slept in almost a week
And even though I’m eating my vegetables now
I’ll run outta them
Like my ethanol power
Amphetamine gasoline
And crash like Brian Wilson
When he dropped while makin’ the Smile Sessions song
“Vege-tables”
And I’ll wake up
I’ll wipe the slugs off my face
And start my day new
Brand spankin’ new
Glowin’ in the slime
Rockin’ in the fetal position
Singin’
I’m gonna round my vegetables
I’m gonna chow down my vegetables
I love you most of all
My favorite vegetables
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16. |
I Don't Need Advice
02:01
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17. |
Wild Lifestyle
02:49
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Just Guys Being Dudes Detroit, Michigan
Michael "Nips" Kolesky on vocals and guitar. Jordan Teets on drums and violin. Psycho-delic funk punk. Kinda trippy. Kinda punk. A fuck ton of batshit guaranteed. See @nipskoleppi on Facebook for my artwork. Contact me to purchase prints.
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