Stress Eater

by Stress Eater

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I come in from the fields at five And I play my soul as well as my cockeyed fingers can I'm not used to sleeping alone Anyone will do right now, just keep my head from spinning on and on and on It's been hurricane season for years on end I'm stuck in this storm drain and I can't lift the bars Unless someone else comes by and throws their credit card down I'm with the tab and I can't leave the bar Unless someone with a spine reaches down and lifts me out It's been hurricane season for years on end
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Clean Junk 03:46
The sun comes down on a Sunday afternoon But all the light in his veins makes it so this guy can't even move And some neoliberal scumbag in superhero clothes Steals change from a grocery tin where orphans struck a pose But kids in love still leave locks on the Jackson St. bridge What would it have felt like if I never fell for you out on an empty street? Sidewalk bar tabs stacked higher than I get when there nobody to meet And I swore that I would change myself, I'd be a better man But I'm full of hate and dig my feet in the ground on which I stand I called my lucky number and you picked up the phone Now I drive myself back to the bar where I hide out all alone But kids in love still leave locks on the Jackson St. bridge We've got clean junk and poison fish
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Roaring silence from this apartment, my lips haven't moved in days A barren, sterile floor I've given up to empty high lifes This is how I'll bleed now Woke up this morning Already on season 5 A silent cell phone Means no one will miss you when you die Your house is on the way to where I drink all alone I can't shake that it still feels like home The tree lights up your window while to cold March wind blows I wish I couldn't feel this shame rattle in my bones Ignored the warnings I thought I could survive I sat and droned Now I'm praying to survive Walking in alone, I put my head on a shelf I've given up trying to unfuck myself Burning bridges like they're cigarettes that I should've quit Ignore the signs like plans with friends I'll probably skip I'm done with this defeat
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You're not a politician and without a thought You would build a fort defend what you are You're not religious and without Catholicism You would turn to God to save your soul And all I can do is try my best for you With all my indecision And all I can do is try my best for you We can live with indecision You're not superstitious and without charm You would touch wood if you thought it'd do good You're not the sporting type but without gripe You would bet your life if you thought you were right And all I can do is try my best for you With all my indecision And all I can do is try my best for you We can live with indecision All we can do is try our best for you With all our indecision And all that we can do is try our best for you I can live with indecision And all I can do is try my best for you With all of my indecision We all need an attitude

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released July 31, 2017

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Stress Eater Newark, New Jersey

Punk band from Newark, NJ without the band

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