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Charisma Check!
02:30
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I've been doin this for a thousand years
Raising every single stat that keeps me safe
But I would take a hundred blow darts to the face
If I could try out something new
Every Thursday in your grandma's basement
I try to dazzle you, but I stay complacent
I know it's cliché to make a class change this far in
But I just wanna feel alive again
I wanna work on havin perfect pitch by next week
I wanna tap my foot like an elf metronome
I wanna train real hard to learn how to play
Stairway to Heaven's intro on the piccolo
And if you think you can stop me with sudden enemy spawns
I'll play a tune so sick, they'll forget which side they were on
I am the Lord of the Lute in the Key of C
Hey is the thermostat working?
Is anybody sweating other than me?
I know you're gettin tired of me startin over
I know you wanna see me follow through
Well tonight you're in for a surprise
I bet you've never seen a troubadour shoot fireballs out his eyes
The tremors start in my chest
And work their way to my mouth
The nausea keeps gettin clearer
Like a spirit Geiger count
Can anyone read the needle
Cuz it's startin to shake
Will someone read the goddamn needle
Cuz it's ready to break
I know you're gettin tired of me startin over
It sucks you gotta see me through this hell
Well tonight no one can stop me
Fuck you, yeah, no one can stop me
And if you think you can stop me
Then can we please play something else?
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Terrarium
02:40
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Stale moon and cigarette breath
You pop a quarter in your daydream, write out a list
Of all the times the tank ran dry
Rippin down your heart, it's a close-kept parasite
And the fever's gotten used to you
(It's comin on)
And the fever's gotten used to
(Higher and higher)
And the fever's gotten used to you
(It's comin on)
And the fever's gotten used to
Bobby called you late last night
He forgets what he did but forgives you for callin him a dick
The warm Martian nights like this that forget where you're headed
Hold it back like a parlor trick
You look down at the cold steel hand
That'll warm your tea, that'll sew all the jeans that we ripped
And head back to the Terrarium
A single matrix glitch
And the fever's gotten used to you
(It's comin on)
And the fever's gotten used to
(Higher and higher)
And the fever's gotten used to you
(It's comin on)
It's the fear you're gettin used to
The flood lights came on
While you were cryin in your sleep last night
The dust storm marched up to our door
And begged to come in for the rest of the night
I'm not MARCI lookin down
To see the future when your knuckles turn white
But when your teeth clench hard
I'll be your light.
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