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Jordan Shell - No Name
03:52
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Maybe I'm too self conscious to be honest with myself right now
So I'll take someone else' slogans and start screaming them loud
To hide the fact I dont know what Im really against; I'll say its whatever has a pulse
While my real problems lay underneath the surface, waiting endlessly to get out of that hole
And I feel sorry, I'm really sorry for whoever tries to get them out
On nights where I can't get to sleep, I play out perfect conversations in my head
The ones I always want to have but dont have the guts to jump off that ledge
So I buy myself a pharmacy big enough to hide my insecurities
And act like I have a special type of messed up dignity
For never even thinking about leaving my bed
Bokon taught me nothing really matters, so i shouldnt worry for long
We're all going to disappear like we were hit by an atom bomb
All fade away into little particles of dust
So theres not a whole of shame in just giving up
But maybe I want someone to tell me its alright to hang on
And Im a pretentious teenager full of easy answers
To make the world a better place
But I'm full of shit, so full of shit you shouldnt listen to anything I say
I'm a pretentious teenager full of easy answers
To make the world a better place
But I'm full of shit and fucking useless
You shouldnt listen to anything I say
But I hope you can forgive me
For never really trying to change.
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A toddler takes her first steps in a zoo of gypsy magic
Filled with people of all types of undesirable habits
They cant even fight their own flesh
They dont even know their helpless
A teenage girl wearing her mothers hand me downs
As the wolves make their final rounds
They're not human anymore just conduits
For demons that dont fear consequence
Lines and circles on a page
Numbers waiting to be erased
Using faith to find peace
But theyre running a race with no relief
A failing matriarch of a dying tribe
Struggling to stay a live
Scratching at the shawl on her throat
Watching her whole life go up in smoke
Lines and circles on a page
Numbers waiting to be erased
Using faith to find peace
But theyre running a race with no relief
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Jordan Shell - Wax Wings
03:35
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Lately, Ive been trading my friends in for mixed drinks and distorted memories
Put duct tape on my mirror because I couldnt stand who was looking back at me
I cant trust my skin; it gives off a secret code
Letting everyone in on things I dont want them to know
Like my body's made of wax and my minds a circuit board I cannot control
I have mood swings I'll blame on whatever I took tonight
So you dont know my minds always occupied
By the problems I ignore till theyre the last things remaining
But usually theyre the only friends I have left waiting
For me
At the end of the day
I hope you got everything you wanted cause thats what you left me with
Just a selfish boy in charge of a slowly sinking ship
I'm just a passing shadow on a constant stain
But I guess thats as good as anything
Ill ever be
So I should quit my bitching and consider myself lucky
I hope you got everything you wanted cause thats what you left me with
Just a selfish boy in charge of a slowly sinking ship
Thats crumbling into a million little splinters
But I dont notice because of the sweet chemical splendor
I use to comfort my always crying liver
And trust me, it always needs some comfort
I hope you got everything you ever wanted.
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I got your initials, your expectations and a couple times got close to your mistake
How do you feel about your life being on display
In the basement where me and my friends got wasted on shady nights
I wonder if they woke up feeling as lonely as I did
Or like they were living in a movie where the protagonist
Doesnt do anything right
And this is what it comes down too
A gravestone and a tattoo
That I should probably get soon
To let everyone know how much you mean to me
In case they havent already been listening
But I'll never be able to tell you.
I remember when I slapped you in front of all your friends
They were laughing and whistling, waiting for something to happen
You just said dont do that again
I never got to thank you for that
I found scraps of my first journal last night
Your face was peering up at me between every line
Smiling and cringing at each ill advised rhyme
But letting me know I could get better if I kept trying to try
Some nights I wish I had the courage to drive through the railing
Of the bridge near our house and head straight into the river
And when I hit the water, Ill turn into a creature that feels comfortable
Swimming through the muddy stones and casual litter
Ill meet you on the horizon and we can both just disappear
And have wonderful adventures somewhere far away from here
And this is what it comes down to
A gravestone and a tattoo
I should probably get soon
To let everyone know how much you mean to me
In case they havent already been listening
But Ill never be able to tell you
Happy Birthday
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Sitting here, scratching my ass
Thinking of a woman from my past
When I think of her, get full of rage
I blame her for my older age.
There you go walking by.
I see you and my eyes get high.
I cant speak words
It sounds like turds when I try to say goodbye
Now youre gone and Im all alone
Im angry when I get home.
I cry all night
It will be alright
Cause you know how to make it right.
The next day it will be okay
Until I see you walk my way.
Im such a fool, I try not to drool when you ask how was my day.
I dont see how you dont see this now
Standing in front of you any how. You play aloof
Im such a goof
I cant remember if I brushed my tooth. I stay away so you dont say have you brushed your teeth today.
You pass along
I think I said something wrong.
I guess it wouldnt matter anyway
Cause well always be friends until the end.
And thats disappointing I have to say.
Sitting here scratching my ass
Thinking of a woman from my past.
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Could you be a little more fake?
Its so sexy, its so sexy that
I want to hit you
I want to hit you with a fucking baseball bat.
What do you think about that?
Could you be a little more fake
Its so sexy, its so sexy that
I want to kiss you
I want to kiss you with
A fucking baseball bat.
What do you think about that?
Got to get your cigarettes
But dont forget your whitening strips.
Got to get your cigarettes
But dont forget your whitening strips
Alright. Could you be a little more fake
Its so sexy, its so sexy that
I want to love you
I want to love you with
A fucking baseball bat.
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I got this sickness in my veins
And its driving me insane
I just dont know what to do
Dont want to live here without you
Youre black and oh so bittersweet
You make me stumble on my feet
In your presence I must fall
And thats after I drank you all
Jagermiester call my name
Without you I am not the same
I just dont know what to do
Jagermiester I love you
Oh, Jagermiester I love you
Oh Jagermiester please be true
With or without Im an ass
At least this way I cant remember my past
Everything is dark and blue
Jagermiester without you
WIthout you I cant talk to girls
Thered be no reason in this world
So Jagermiester keep me true
And show me what I need to do.
I lost control so long ago
That you are all I know
Love you and your bottle so green
Jagermiester dont make me too mean
Oh Jagermiester I love you
Oh Jagermiester, please be true
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I dont care
That you dont stare
At me
I love you and I know
Youre gone away
Youre gone today
I need to be free
Dont care if you leave me
Least thats what I say
Youre gone away
Youre gone today
Im not that able
To admit when Im feeble
I know youre more than able
To leave today
Youre gone away
You left today
Youre gone away
I dont care that you dont stare at me
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Three Piece from Salem, Va.
Jordan Shell-guitar/vox
Tate Bell-guitar
Alan Connor-Drums
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