1. |
The Whole World
04:15
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The whole world wanted a text back from me
So I said sorry babe, I was asleep
The whole world wanted to sit next to me
So I put my feet up on the seat
And they moved on
I was alright
If you hit me where it counts
One day you’ll knock me out
It’s a fair fight
Yeah me vs. myself
Always too close to tell
The whole world used to revolve just for me
But come on Avery, nothing is free
The whole world wanted to sit next to me
So I’d rather complain that I’m so lonely
And they moved on
Hey where’d you go?
So I call you
It know, it’s all my fault
But maybe you forgot
Then you hung up
When it doesn’t work out
I sink back to the couch
The whole world’s staring and laughing at me
I got what I wanted and there’s no receipt
The whole world wanted to sit next to me
So I got up and I started to leave
And they moved on
And they moved on
The whole world wanted to sit next to me
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2. |
Cherry
03:59
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You were my favorite vice
I replaced you with another, and another and, another one
I’m not even good at smoking anymore
It’s making me cough
I feel stupid as hell
I should be going to the gym
And take care of myself
I should be praying off my sins
But I’m so in denial, baby
Parting oceans with my hands
Take a match to my whole city
Text my friends like, “What's the plan?”
Waiting for the big bad thoughts to stop
Play dead when I’m depressed
I’m melting, I’m a mess
You’re the cherry on top
That was my favorite night
Spilling whiskey in my lap
Just to buy me another one
I’m not really good at talking anymore
Don’t make me laugh
I feel lonesome as hell
I should text you, “How you been?”
Take my lipstick off the shelf
I should be writing my next hit
But I don’t want another, baby
I want you to hold my hand
Throw my old name in the fire
Pretend that I’ve got a plan
Waiting for the other shoe to drop
Like a damsel in distress
I’m melting, I’m a mess
You’re the cherry on top
Living like you’d notice if I stopped
I’m posing statuesque
I’m settling for less
You’re the cherry on top
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3. |
Blood
03:01
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I bought a pregnancy test
and rainbow hair clips
At the Rite Aid on Saturday night
I was so distressed
I could cry
And if I don't see some red
I might
Spent the morning in court
Cause I ran a light
The cop told me to smile
How nice
I go back next week
The power of attorney
in my veins
What a sight
I better see some blood
I better see some blood
I better see some blood
Run on empty again
Like my car does
Trying to count sheep
Since I woke up
Boyfriend's texting me
"Hey baby what's up"
Well, work just kicked my ass
I wish it kicked my guts
I better see some blood
I better see some blood
I better see some blood
I better see some blood
I might take a selfie
In the mirror tonight
If my hair looks good
If my outfit's tight
But this one thing's
Gonna kill the vibes
I might hit someone
Just to see some blood
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4. |
Leash
03:07
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Scrappy puppy, running all around
Scrappy puppy, he just can’t calm down
You better learn
To walk the walk
Who’s got your leash?
You drag me on
See him growing, now I’m too involved
Owners start to look just like their dogs
Who’s got my leash
If I’m not smart
Then I just might
Look like my thoughts
He barks and says
I should just stay in bed
Well that’s okay
Yeah who am I to disobey?
Getting worse and no, I don’t need help
I can ruin my day by myself
Apply white lies
To yellow teeth
See how it looks
And smile for me
If you want an out
I’ll give you one right now
Don’t be ashamed
You ordered it so eat your pain
Scrappy puppy, running all around
Little puppy, get back in the house
You better learn
To walk the walk
Who’s got your leash?
You drag me on
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5. |
Red
05:23
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Sent out a mass text
Like, can somebody hold my hand?
I’ll go see the waitress
She always understands
How it gets out here
Streets are packed but everyone’s in bed
And red is the fire
I wanna start instead
Man I feel disgusted
With everyone I’ve met
Tracing the nightmare
To it’s logical end
Only then can I rest
My weary little head
And red is the fire
I wanna start instead
If you’re gonna scream
Make sure that it hurts
Chewing a hangnail
The most stubborn of all
Pulling my sweater
Whenever it gets caught
Hoping, this is it
And I can rip you off
And red is the nail bed
When I get what I want
If you’re gonna sing
Make sure that it hurts
Red flags can be white
And red flags can be blue
Any flag that you hold
Is red to me, too
I look left, I look right
But I’m blind to the truth
And red is the stoplight
I’m always running through
Red is the fire
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6. |
My Last Name
03:30
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The past comes around
Showing itself to me again
Asking about
How badly I want this day to end
Imagine all the times I should’ve died
Letting a drunkard drive he’s
Actually a good guy he
Just wanted to give the girls a ride
I think about you, it makes
A thirty car pile-up of my day
Traffic for miles, traffic for miles
I think about you
Another roadblock in my way
Traffic for miles, traffic for miles
So if you find
a red hair on your pillow,
Remember dirty bars and
footprints in the snow
Remember snooze alarms and
Me, without my clothes
Then make a wish and blow it away
I think about you, it makes
A thirty car pile-up of my day
Traffic for miles, traffic for miles
I think about you
Another crash on the highway
Traffic for miles, traffic for miles
I’ll never know
Just what could have been
My last name
Traffic for miles, traffic for miles
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7. |
Get Real!
03:20
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I see these boys
They say to come through
But fuck that noise
Ain’t what I’m into
Get real
Get real
Get real
Get real
Get real
Get real
Get real
Get real
I see these boys
They say I love you
but fuck that noise
Man, I don’t know you
Get real
Get real
Get real
Get real
Get real
Get real
Get real
Get real
And they say nananananananana
Nananananananana
I’m just trying to get paid
For all the hours that I play
Put that money in my hand
Let me watch the other bands
If you think that I’m so nice
Well that’s just the way I write
You’re just saying how you feel
I’m just saying to get real
They say “you’re not like the other girls”
They say “You’re different, yea, you rock my world”
I said
Get real
Get real
Get real
Get real
Get real
Get real
Get real
Just because you need to fill the fill
Fill the bill
Doesn’t mean I’m available
I said
Get real
Get real
Get real
Get real
Get real
Get real
Get real
Get real
And they say nananananananana
Nananananananana
I’m just trying to get paid
For all the hours that I play
Put that money in my hand
Let me watch the other bands
If you think that I’m so nice
Well that’s just the way I write
You’re just saying how you feel
I’m just saying to get real
Look at your scene, see I’m what’s missing
Look at your scene, see I’m what’s missing
Look at your scene, see I’m what’s missing
Look at your scene, see I’m what’s missing
I’m just trying to get paid
For all the hours that I play
Put that money in my hand
Let me watch the other bands
If you think that I’m so nice
Well that’s just the way I write
You’re just saying how you feel
I’m just saying to get real
Ooh la la la
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Ooh la la la
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8. |
Brass Knuckle Keychain
03:20
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Walking with my pepper spray
I dare someone to fuck with me
Man I’ve had the longest day
If you come close, you’re history
Telling me that I look great
As if I care what strangers think
So check out my new pepper spray
I’m not afraid of anything
Weapons are drawn
and they’re hot pink
My eyes are wide
Just incase
(It don’t hurt to be safe)
Get in my face
Speak my name
I’m well equipped
I always carry
My brass knuckle keychain
Crying wolf too many times
No ones surprised when I don’t die
It’s every man for himself
Yeah, even when I ask for help
The moment I let my guard down
That’s when the wolf comes back around
But my knife and my pepper spray
Will blind you for eternity
Weapons are drawn
and they’re hot pink
My eyes are wide
Just incase
(It don’t hurt to be safe)
Get in my face
Speak my name
I’m well equipped
My mom just got me
My brass knuckle keychain
Carry my corpse in the parade
I shouldn’t have been walking late
Alone at night so late
No, no one said that I’m to blame
I’m just a number on a page
The headline of the day
An example to be made
Ain’t it such a shame
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9. |
Schlub
03:38
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Just like cotton candy
You want me cause you can’t have me
Then you grow up and think
How’d I ever stomach this stuff?
I’m at every party
I’m shots and then I’m sorry
Then I throw up and think
I could never stomach this stuff
Which one of you schlubs
am I gonna wind up with?
Mindlessly sipping your Miller High Life
Which one of you schlubs
Am I gonna walk home with
and then love? forever?
’til the day that i die?
The day that i die
Hard not to resent them
The girls with all the money
When I grow up, I think
Maybe I could afford this stuff
But the people need their cocktails
And I need them to tip me
When we close up I think
How can this ever be enough?
Which one of you schlubs
am I gonna wind up with?
The rings and the papers and the whole nine?
Which one of you schlubs
do I think that I’m saving?
with my love? forever?
‘til the day that I die?
The day that I die
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10. |
Devil's Dishes
04:25
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I’m not gonna go and do the devil’s dishes
I’m gonna throw ‘em in the trash
Breaking glass just to teach you a lesson
And get what attention you have left
Am I a ghost to you?
You don’t believe in me either
Watching all this evil on the TV
Sure makes a girl feel mighty fine
Learning just how to not get killed
is taking up all of my time
Am I an alien to you?
Why don’t I go back to where I came from?
I could disappear, too
Your little redhead apparition
I’m not gonna go and do the devil’s dishes
I’m gonna let them pile up
You’ll wonder if I ever lived here
And that is why I’ve had enough
Am I a bitch to you?
You don’t believe in me either
I’ll be immortalized too
Your little shitty bootleg Jesus
You don’t believe in me
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11. |
Wet Brain
04:00
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I can see you in my dreams
We’re drinking at Goldie’s
And I’m 19
You’re laughing until
You’re screaming at me
You want some drug
That I’ve never done
I won’t get there until I’m 23
You’re screaming until
You fall asleep
(1, 2, 3, 4)
Like Hemingway
Spit in my face
The ugly part
Your wet brain
One more sip of
Reality
Until you push
Us all away
Had my hair long past my waist
Something to drag me by
When you were afraid
Nothing can fit
In a life with no frame
Too young to be so diseased
But I was the baby
And you were the king
Sing yourself to sleep
When I crawl away
Like Hemingway
Spit in my face
The ugly part
Your wet brain
One more sip of
Reality
Until you push
Us all away
On holidays
I celebrate
Your final game
Monopoly
Rest in peace
My younger days
Somewhere below
Your kingdom waits
On holidays (Hemingway)
I celebrate (Hemingway)
Your final game (Wet brain)
Monopoly (Wet brain)
Rest in peace (Hemingway)
My younger days (Hemingway)
Somewhere below
Your kingdom waits
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Little Hag New Jersey
Little Hag was conceived in a New Jersey basement and born again during quarantine. Suggested pairings for the new LP "Leash" include Pall Malls, black coffee, pinot grigio, pound cake, an unsatisfying back massage, your ex's Twitter feed, any episode of Six Feet Under, and any other album (such as Midnite Vultures by Beck). ... more
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