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Just like an old polo, I fit well tucked
Rain drops cleanse my fair face at the parade
All crowds cheer on the dogs claiming their days
I seek true beauty in the masquerade
But, oh my God, it's Elio
Grip specific and metal flow
Somewhere in Northern Italy
Lovers rise to light from tree to tree
So, now may I ask your blessing?
It's time to set me free
I've gone fishing over decades
Now moving to the country
He's handsome, he's funny
He's wrapped up for me
So, now I break off engagements and misery
Ugly on the inside is but a choice
Under the rainbow croaks a broken voice
Racing the night like there's no vacancy
Bearing the needy in complacency
But, oh my God, he's changed the song
Fruit and fate left to prolong
Somewhere in Northern Italy
Lovers fight the flight of verity
So, now may I ask your blessing?
It's time to set me free
I've gone fishing over decades
Now moving to the country
He's handsome, he's funny
He's wrapped up for me
So, now I break off engagements and misery
What is the upset? I have loved today
Is the peach rotten? No way, Chalamet
And now, I make my final vow
No more tears on the last "Ciao!"
So, now may I ask your blessing?
It's time to set me free
I've gone fishing over decades
Now moving to the country
He's handsome, he's funny
He's all that I need
So, now I break off the fear and I
Move along
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I Think I Need a Haircut
03:11
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If I told you that I would be the biggest help in making you feel strong
Would I tell you what I think's wrong?
If I had the mind to be confident of all my different ways
Would I let it go on for days?
I'm looking through pictures of sun-kissed freckles
Of shirts I loved before the speckles
I'm loving and laughing and lacking worry
I think I need a haircut
My OTP has been MIA
Wish I could find them, but I'm stuck in the south
I'll give them hugs by word of mouth
My grades falter from expectations
I'm editing out the biggest blemish
But my likes will not replenish
I'm feeling my fire begin to burn out
I'm disappointed by the turn out
I used to play party like I was Diddy
I think I need a haircut
I'm looking through pictures of sun-kissed freckles
Of shirts I loved before the speckles
I'm loving and laughing and lacking worry
I think I need a haircut
If I told you that I'm not in the best shape that I can be
Would you be so honest with me?
Do you think I need a haircut?
I think I need a haircut
(I'm gonna schedule one right now)
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Soccer
02:56
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All my friends are back at home
I can't shake that I'm all alone
But it's not to fret
They haven't met me
Don't hold it against me, I'm just playing soccer
One day, I'll be the neighborhood rocker
Like a ball, I'll be caught in net
Cause they haven't met the likes of me yet
People think that I'm kind of dense
My conclusive mind makes no sense
I'm just unique
Quit that antique jibe
Don't hold it against me, I'm just playing soccer
One day, I'll be the neighborhood rocker
Like a ball, I'll be caught in net
Cause they haven't met the likes of me yet
I'm tired of writing this song, doubting myself like I do
It's cliche to think that I'm wrong, but how can you see I'm like you?
Maybe I'll show them exactly who I'm meant to be
Maybe that's the key to be free
Don't hold it against me, I'm just being fruity
One day, they'll be my punk rocker groupies
Like a friend, they'll have my back end
Cause the likes of me they cannot forget
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Handsome Boy
04:50
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There's a feeling in your gaze, I swear
Just a mood for everyday together
Does it feel you've wrapped yourself in silk?
Does the warmth die out without his voice?
Does the warmth die out without my voice?
My heart speeds up the beat for you
Lifting dumbbells in the air, I stare
And I feel the silk wrap around my skin
Had you pierced my very soul, I'd feel gold
Oh, handsome boy, may I say how
I've felt your embrace since last Halloween
Of the fucked up ways I've congregated my thoughts
I'm sure of this
Oh, handsome boy, I do feel I love you
In the city we detoured from home
Navigating the subways like natives
Is the reason I am here so clear?
And Times Square the where to share how I care?
Oh, handsome boy, may I say how
I've felt your embrace since last Halloween
Of the fucked up ways I've congregated my thoughts
I'm sure of this
Oh, handsome boy, I do feel I
I do feel I
I do feel I love you
Love you
Love you
Love you
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Motherway Sayreville, New Jersey
Playing indie rock in and around New Jersey, hoping to touch hearts, and yes, we will play your show
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