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Stupid Little Girl
03:45
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Why am I the answer to your problems
Surely there’s some task I could not do?
And yet, over time, I get this feeling.
I’m becoming a mother to you.
I’m pretty sure that we’re not lovers.
I’m quite convinced there’s no one new
I’m almost certain that no other
sacrifices as I’ve done for you.
All for you - what should I do?
Stupid Little Girl
Once again my little phone is ringing
My opinion means so much to you
Maybe you could cope, how are you dealing?
Every day it’s always something new?
I wonder how you ever lived without me
when you call and have nothing to say.
Keeping you in line is not so easy:
Your conscience is just a call away
Every hour - every day.
Stupid Little Girl
I don’t mean to be so condescending
But friendship is so very hard to do
When idiocy is never ending
My loneliness will keep me close to you
Maybe it’s my lack of social prowess
that keeps me coming back to you
Somebody with whom I can be honest
Makes me feel smart enough for two
I need to feel like I’m better than you
Like a stupid little girl.
I like a stupid little girl.
Now whose the stupid little girl.
Am I a stupid little girl?
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2. |
Nobody's Fool
03:50
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Just need a little time to - reflect on all my time with you
just need a little time to - slow my heart beat
Things that I didn't want to see the girl I wanted you to be
just need a little time to - parse my feelings
I didn't think that I -- would fill my life with you - but now I
I need to be consoled - when you act like you do - yes I do
I don't need to be somebody's fool
But I want to be yours
I don't want to need you - Why do you control me?
When you are so see throughWhen will you hold me again
I don't need to be your star But I'm beholden to you
To admire from afar - When I'm right here next to you
I just need a little time to clear my head of all my thoughts of you
or else a little time to - feel your heart beat
I know that you could never be-the one to share my life with me
just look how easily you - hurt my feelings
I didn't think I'd be a prisoner of you - no I don't
I don't need to be controlled by anyone but you, no I don't
I don't need to be somebody's fool
But I want to be yours
I gave you another chance - but this time you've gone to far
This will be our last dance this will be our last hour
I don't need you in my life don't deserve this kind of pain
you could never be my wife I won't be seeing you again.
Maybe I'm better off alone
Less pain when I am on my own
I now decline to be your tool
Because I'm nobody's fool
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Today is the first true day of her life
A letter changes on a driver's license card
And with the full support of her wife
Her real-life test is now about to start
So many procedures cosmetic to save mental health
How many times you think you'll go under knife?
Some might not agree I think you are so very brave.
You do what you need to do to start your new life.
She's very becoming, she is becoming... herself
She's very becoming, she is becoming... herself
It's what she's got to do.
To start living the truth.
My Friend, I think you're a beautiful girl.
I know that you've paid and you continue to pay the price.
I hope you're not hiding yourself away from the world.
It's a test that you can't "pass" if nobody looks twice.
Should not there be sacrificed boy-mode as part of the test?
Will your business suffer when they have found out?
Is this really all you are, is this really the best?
If this were about me I'd be so much in doubt.
She's very becoming, she is becoming... herself
She's very becoming, she is becoming... herself
It's naught to do with you.
So stop staring her through.
When I look at you I see so much of myself.
Frankly sometimes that scares the piss out of me.
It makes me wonder about my own mental health.
And hope to god that your path is not the path for me.
The girls all ask me where in the spectrum I am
When I tell them they laugh and they say that I'll come around
My autogynephilia so minor no cause for alarm
So far that's the only thing I dare to think
Cause I'm never becoming, never becoming... myself.
No way of becoming, never becoming... myself.
There's nothing I can do.
Not quite the same as you.
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4. |
Lifegiver
02:59
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lifegiver
we are your pride and joy
we are plea-sure and pain
we are the null and void
how many days do we have left
how many fights to lose
should we stay here? is that best?
right now we've got to choose
It was all that you could do just to give birth
I know so well, just how/hard that can be
the price is/high, but if it dies what is it worth
children grow up, we can't stay your baby
lifegiver
now this is nothing new
oh he can pull your strings
he put a spell on you
55 cents a square foot
won't convince anyone
you let his threats get to you
don't let him get to me
how can we all just stand here and watch this dying
we've got to organize - not get irate
I know the circumstances may be trying
If we don't try, soon it will be too late
lifegiver
do what you need to do
it's you who gave us life
let us give back to you
we need some one to lead us
someone that must be you
if you're not going to lead us
give it to some one new
we can on-ly survive if we/all work to-ge-ther
accept our help or this will surely die
If you can't give directions we can't take them
we/all need to take some re-spon-si-bi-li-ty
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Babydoll
02:42
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I've been living in fear for years
unbalanced here that I might fall
that someone would find out my tears
expose my truth and tell it all.
But I know I would die in their faces, so
that's the reason why I hide my babydoll.
BabyDoll, BabyDoll
When I'm making up my bed
I think about my babydoll
then I wish that I were dead
like I'd never come aware at all.
But my washing is erasing all the traces, so
I can lead a life of crime with my babydoll.
BabyDoll, BabyDoll
When you're in the shower
do you think about the soap?
When you're on the ladder
do you think about the rope?
When you're all alone
you know you've got a hand to hold
and you rub it up and down
and in and out.
Is this all that life's all about?
All these lies are quite the same:
my heart, my soul, my babydoll.
I would flush it down the drain:
my flesh, my brain, my cannonball.
But the addict is engrained in the concious soul,
so I never can be free from my babydoll.
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6. |
Go Slowly
03:23
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When you've been unfairly maligned
and the world seems oh, so unkind
If you're feeling quite so inclined
You could go slowly out of your mind.
Go slowly - sweetness and light
Go slowly - hides from the light
Go slowly - into the night
You could go slowly out of your mind
You could prepare yourself for sorrow
Wallow in you're abject private hell
You don't look forward to tomorrow
That's a pain that only time will tell
When things don't go as you designed
and you're falling farther behind
Just before you run out of time
You could go slowly out of your mind.
Go slowly - things that you said
Go slowly - feelings of dread
Go slowly - raising the dead
You could go slowly out of your head
You could prepare yourself for outrage
anger fills where sorrow's left behind
You know your fear is waiting backstage
bad emotions always intertwined
When you've been unfairly maligned
and the world seems oh, so unkind
If you're feeling quite so inclined
You could go slowly out of your mind.
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7. |
Mo(u)rning You
03:08
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I could be here and I could be alone
I could call you when I wake up in the morning
I could pray that you answer the phone
(you) should be awake but maybe still snoring
I know that you partied last night
I know that we got in a fight
I don't really care who is right
I just don't ever want to wake up and be
Morning You. Grouchy in the Morning You, Hung-over in the Morning You, strungout in the Morning You
I don't know why you mess with that shit
you tell me it's safe and you are exploring
can you get home after too many hits?
You could have died, yet I am "so boring"?
I don't believe in the drinking
I don't believe in the smoking
I don't believe in the toking
I don't ever want to wake up and be
Morning you. Still drunk in the Morning You, Unkind words in the Morning You, never want to be Morning You
o (Your) personality is changing
o (it’s) like I don’t know you
o (Your) priorities rearranging
o Till you’re “(I) don’t know who”
And it feels like I’m not in love with you
(And) I’m glad I’m not waking up with you…
o I don’t like the morning you.
o I’m mourning what was you.
I'm so afraid to leave you alone
you're an adult but I am imploring
Couldn't you leave the tripping at home?
What is it that you find so rewarding?
I don't like you risking your life
even if you won't be my wife
I wouldn't want to live without you
But I'm afraid you won't wake up
and I'll be Mourning You.
What’s wrong with you? Hungover in the morning you?
Disappointment in the evening you? Never want to be Mourning You.
Warming up a jail cell, you? Laying in a ditch somewhere, you?
Wrapped around a phone pole, you? Laying in a casket, you?
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8. |
Very Becoming (2nd Mix)
05:10
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Today is the first true day of her life
A letter changes on a driver's license card
And with the full support of her wife
Her real-life test is now about to start
So many procedures cosmetic to save mental health
How many times you think you'll go under knife?
Some might not agree I think you are so very brave.
You do what you need to do to start your new life.
She's very becoming, she is becoming... herself
She's very becoming, she is becoming... herself
It's what she's got to do.
To start living the truth.
My Friend, I think you're a beautiful girl.
I know that you've paid and you continue to pay the price.
I hope you're not hiding yourself away from the world.
It's a test that you can't "pass" if nobody looks twice.
Should not there be sacrificed boy-mode as part of the test?
Will your business suffer when they have found out?
Is this really all you are, is this really the best?
If this were about me I'd be so much in doubt.
She's very becoming, she is becoming... herself
She's very becoming, she is becoming... herself
It's naught to do with you.
So stop staring her through.
When I look at you I see so much of myself.
Frankly sometimes that scares the piss out of me.
It makes me wonder about my own mental health.
And hope to god that your path is not the path for me.
The girls all ask me where in the spectrum I am
When I tell them they laugh and they say that I'll come around
My autogynephilia so minor no cause for alarm
So far that's the only thing I dare to think
Cause I'm never becoming, never becoming... myself.
No way of becoming, never becoming... myself.
There's nothing I can do.
Not quite the same as you.
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9. |
Babydoll (acoustic)
02:41
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I've been living in fear for years
unbalanced here that I might fall
that someone would find out my tears
expose my truth and tell it all.
But I know I would die in their faces, so
that's the reason why I hide my babydoll.
BabyDoll, BabyDoll
When I'm making up my bed
I think about my babydoll
then I wish that I were dead
like I'd never come aware at all.
But my washing is erasing all the traces, so
I can lead a life of crime with my babydoll.
BabyDoll, BabyDoll
When you're in the shower
do you think about the soap?
When you're on the ladder
do you think about the rope?
When you're all alone
you know you've got a hand to hold
and you rub it up and down
and in and out.
Is this all that life's all about?
All these lies are quite the same:
my heart, my soul, my babydoll.
I would flush it down the drain:
my flesh, my brain, my cannonball.
But the addict is engrained in the concious soul,
so I never can be free from my babydoll.
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10. |
Very Becoming (acoustic)
05:40
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Today is the first true day of her life
A letter changes on a driver's license card
And with the full support of her wife
Her real-life test is now about to start
So many procedures cosmetic to save mental health
How many times you think you'll go under knife?
Some might not agree I think you are so very brave.
You do what you need to do to start your new life.
She's very becoming, she is becoming... herself
She's very becoming, she is becoming... herself
It's what she's got to do.
To start living the truth.
My Friend, I think you're a beautiful girl.
I know that you've paid and you continue to pay the price.
I hope you're not hiding yourself away from the world.
It's a test that you can't "pass" if nobody looks twice.
Should not there be sacrificed boy-mode as part of the test?
Will your business suffer when they have found out?
Is this really all you are, is this really the best?
If this were about me I'd be so much in doubt.
She's very becoming, she is becoming... herself
She's very becoming, she is becoming... herself
It's naught to do with you.
So stop staring her through.
When I look at you I see so much of myself.
Frankly sometimes that scares the piss out of me.
It makes me wonder about my own mental health.
And hope to god that your path is not the path for me.
The girls all ask me where in the spectrum I am
When I tell them they laugh and they say that I'll come around
My autogynephilia so minor no cause for alarm
So far that's the only thing I dare to think
Cause I'm never becoming, never becoming... myself.
No way of becoming, never becoming... myself.
There's nothing I can do.
Not quite the same as you.
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