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Well​-​Versed

from Wearing Out My Welcome by Brandon Edge

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D Standard, 1 to C [drop C] [C G C F A D]

well versed in the art of deception, under rehearsed in the art of conception
watch this get like zero views but ha, ha ha ha ha
so anyway like yeah, you are nothing, absolutely nothing at all
in should you be of service to a dancing banana that'll make you more knowledgeable about krog a clyde a snack a smurf ski jumpin' snack
de la rosa, FUENTAHOYA, i am the fucking god of your life
your life is meaningless therefore so am i, or am i?
perhaps this is all a cruel joke playing by me on yourself
because, you see there isn't a reason for me to life
to live my life, there's no reason at all, there's no reason to live or die
only what you want, do what you want, alright
america welcomes you now go home eat nails and die
diecast motorfuel-spitting gumball machines in the penthouse of your shame
welcome to the last day of your first second day thing minute krog
this end is a beginning the moment is the only "thing"
where you are is where you are, an astounding revelation
what you think is where you are, what you want is where you are
location, there is nothing but location
loversale i'm not on sale but you can have me on a day like tomorrow but you see that means never cause there isn't one
no no no yes yes yes back forward left right up down close far here there everything is everything love equals reality
do you understand what i mean, i don't know if you do
you probably just pass it off as some whimsical bullshit that brandon is saying cause he always is saying whimsical bullshit like that
remotely queued hobo hedgehog, multiple investment javelina circle jerk
act your age, distract your rage, you lack a gauge, your advice is not very SAGE
leave this heart as it be, lying in a box filled with misery
lying at the thought of losing sleep
and i'm dying over thoughts of marshmallow peeps
pullover crossover electric, dance whore dance while i chug antiseptic
goldmine is fine, it's a fine fucking design to unwind you
tell the time it's a crime, tell the time it's a time
tell the crime it's a mime, i wanna get with you is that ok
and i'm getting in line with your mind, time to erase it, get it now?
get it now? time to replace it, get it....how? time to displace it
timed to deface it, time to eliminate it, oh oh oh oh oh
dance whore dance, when i'm feeling down
dance whore dance, shake your body around
dance whore dance while you still have time
for soon you will be dead, oh my goodness, oh my
manufacture rivals, worshiping false idols
bow down to high dollar whores, bow down to high dollar whores
ad campaigns become commandments
open your eyes, see the light, god is all around, overhead underground
money is paper, time is infinite, i get uglier by the day
i've never had anything to say, all i want is to disappear
all i want is to hold you near
don't touch me

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from Wearing Out My Welcome, released June 6, 2012

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Brandon Edge Texas

Austin, TX-based songwriter. 30 albums avail. on bandcamp or elsewhere [youtube & mediafire]. All downloads are FREE or name- your-price! See my FB artist page [linked below] for full discog and links to almost all of my music [click the "about" tab then click "see more" under where it says "description"] ... more

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