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all by myself
I came to listen to my favorite band
Sometimes I stutter when I talk to girls

Now I'm back in my room
And I stare at my T.V.
I think I

And he’s banging at the door

Watching my actions, 
Like I’m on a tv
Connected the dots between the choices I make

And it doesn’t hurt me, or tare me

Our shadows touched before I
Ever thought that we would
Dark figures on the wall intertwined
Projected by the TV light

I dreamt of shadow puppets

of the past

In the next room, an old man
Watches TV
Sat in his slippers
Sipping weak tea
Newspapers spread across him
He reads the first pages last
The weight

because
I’m tired of going home
To an empty room
Turn off the TV and you’re stuck there in the silence
Lord, I’m tired of going home
There’s a hotel bar, up

around the room and see what I'm doing
Feels like I lost my mind
Staring up at the ceiling and got me dreaming
Of the good old times
Next day about

The grey of evening fills the room
There's no need to look outside
To see or feel the rain
And I reach across to touch her
But I know that she's not

room watching TV
And father would be in the
Back room fucking her, stupidly
I imagine this like a little child
Oh it feels so good

This pussy's so

hours
After trying to feel something sitting down in the shower, I can't
Admit the fact that maybe I need help
Plus I'm tired of watching TV shows all by

along with no reason to be alone in the room full of liars

I wanna see you fuckers run

--
you better learn how to run

--

yeah I wanna see you run
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you

turn on the tv
And see myself inside the dream
Always surrounded by the darkness inside

Echoes left in empty rooms
And now that’s all we are
Am I awake

scared and I'm paranoid
The darkness and the silence make a lot of noise
Leave the TV on every single night
Hollow blue glow is my guardian light
I could

Release the pressure
Receive the pressure
Receive the pressure
I see the room mouth drop
Receive the pressure
I am the captured
I am the rapture
I aim

I've been sitting in my room
Thinking what we used to do
When it was just me and you
Now you're gone and I miss you
Used to sit and watch TV

I don't need a wrist watch
I just need a bracelet
I'm just by myself all alone in the basement
We were watching TV
Then you got me a replacement
But

wanna be a homebody
With nobody but you 

Verse 2
Order takeout for two, pop the corn, blend the booze, the whole dang world could stop
TV by garage

because
I’m tired of going home
To an empty room
Turn off the TV and you’re stuck there in the silence
Lord, I’m tired of going home
There’s a hotel bar, up

it by noon
Smoke trees in Orlando, that's Orlando Bloom
But I don't be acting there's really no room
These niggas be capping they scared of they doom

Hey, how you're doing?
You don't need to respond
You don't feel like talking, i turn the tv on
Dinner's getting cold, if you still some
Don't worry

Lila & Zach do the crossword together
They love it so that’s what they do
Lila & Zach do the crossword together
And I race them from the other room

I fester here, unwelcome room, just resting gear, no dustpan, broom
No regiment, no kind of hope at all
Thank God for concrete, it broke my fall
I

The Woman Downstairs

The Handsome Family

Through the Trees

1998

wandered through her dusty rooms
One of them stole her TV

And when the wind screamed up Ashland Avenue
The corner bars were full by noon
And the old

in bed with my TV on, but these memories, they won't leave me alone
I guess I'll fall asleep, but then again I won’t, floating in circles, feeling so

And now we've come to that time
Where the legend of Griselda lives forever (ah)
The Butcher comin', nigga
Ayo, y'all niggas should know by now