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I write a lot. It's mostly lies. I fall in love to pass the time. I never fit. I never tried. I need the struggle to feel alive. All I want are records on my stereo. I'm better off, baby, when I'm all alone. That's a lie. Dirty cigarettes and a dirty soul. Tell me I'm enough. I am dying to know what it's like. This sound is fucked, but I don't mind. It's wrong enough to feel alright. I think a lot, like all the time. I get in trouble when things get quiet. All I want are records on my stereo. I'm better off, baby, when I'm all alone. That's a lie. Dirty cigarettes and a dirty soul. Tell me I'm enough. I am dying to know what it's like.

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from Cheap Thrills On A Dead End Street, released September 25, 2014

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Beach Slang Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

Guitar, bass and drums. Played loudly.

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