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Sugarpea #27 Punches
01:14
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Punch me now
before I go on about
the love that we had
and what it means to me now
And I'll punch you
when you start to exude
those feelings of anger
though it's well understood
We're like brinicles who sink beneath the sea
Freezing every urchin and starfish at this party
This ice it grows until our friends go numb
icicles forming in their plastic gray cups
They're losing feeling in their fingers as they try to comfort us
and if it works for you, it works for you
but I'm still waiting for that punch
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It's gonna be a really fucking cold day
Are you fucking crazy why would you go out today?
I could stay inside but I have to work
and that also means I have to change my shirt
This just fucking sucks
but it beats sitting here and just thinking of her
the world keeps on moving I'm sure, yes I'm sure
Either way I need to get up and move
No there truly ain't rest for wicked men
I've got work to do
If you gave me a call I would gladly come over
and cuddle up close with my head on your shoulders
that would surely beat anything that I have done
Highlight of my year since 01/01
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"Going through these old pages
Seeing all my old angsty phases
Alicia was the girl that I doted on
My old friends are still around but also long gone
I wish I could say it was eye opening
but for the last 7 years I've been a moody kid
Probably longer than that as I recall
I've changed a lot for the better
but my depression hasn't changed at all
Truth be told, I'm so much better here
and I can't believe I chased "my one true love" for so many years
It ended long after it's due date and I shed a lot of tears
and that misery led to The Yeti, and that's the reason why we're here
I know you're thinking "He's doing it again."
But this is different, I'm not chasing after any girls or my ex, I'm not trying to win
What we had is over and I can accept that
but looking back at these old journals I see your love was the best gift I ever had
Will I move on? Sure Will I find someone else? Who knows
Honestly I don't want to. I don't want to get close
I just want to sing these songs about our love and get out all my thoughts, and all my pain
and after the trail of the dead ends , would you smile for me again?
Will I smile again?You know, I think I will
I've dealt with broken hearts and bee stings before
and turned them all into something beautiful"
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Before we start here's your application
Be sure to fill it out, tell us what's your reason
Does no one get your jokes, no one listens to your bands?
Prerequisites you constantly look for in a man...
Yeah you're cute but you've got strange habits
Like sleeping in a bed purely made of blankets
Have you cried recently at any parties?
Its okay if you did, you can join us, darling
Welcome to the Lonely Farts Club,
here's your pin and a poorly timed hug
No, we know its not enough
But it works just fine for the three of us
How'd you go and smash your fingers?
Whys your heart always covered in blisters?
Did you have a threesome with the ginger?
If we knew that, do you think we'd be here?
I'm running out of room to shed these ashes
Issues piling up faster than i can stack them
I cant find, my jacket and gloves,
And isn't it, isn't it cold enough?
On this stage, in this bar
You can count on us to keep you warm
and none of us
lives a phone call too far...
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Sugarpea #31 Triggers
02:03
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"The things I love
become triggers
The things I hate
become triggers
And the hole in my chest
It gets bigger…
Sucking everything out of me
Just to dump it all out inside of this sink
I’d like to see you, but I’d hate to see you
I’d like to see someone, the question is who?
I’ve got no “first call”
But the ER responds to
"Its broken, please make my heart stop"
With a “Sir have you tried turning it on and then off?”
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There was a girl who would've read to me
There was a girl who would do anything
She doesn't know, I miss her so
She doesn't know, I need her so close
There was a girl who would've run to me
when I shut the door on everything
I couldn't speak, I'm just too weak
No one should know, but she held me so close,
She tried to tell me we were both the same
we shared the very same plague in our brains
I told her "No", I told her "No"
Pushed her away, when she needed me close
She'd tell me "Yes", I'd tell her "No"
She'd let me in, but I was never too close
She'd tell me "Yes", I'd tell her "No"
She'd let me in, but I was never too close
She'd whisper "Yes", I'd holler "No"
She'd let me in, but I was never too close
She'd whimper "Yes", I'd cut her "No"
She'd let me in, but I was never too close
There was a girl who found her happiness
There was a girl who found love for herself
She doesn't know, I miss her so
She doesn't know that I need her so close
But now you know, and now she knows
you'll be better, now you've let me go
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She gave the anesthetic smile and my mouth went dry and my tongue went dumb
I was silent for awhile, as my heart was betrayed, and my words were unsung
I’ve got a reputation, for this ridiculous thing
Where I spend my afternoons, trying not to say anything
And I know its so bad, I know it’s so sad
but I don’t understand, why I don’t want to try again
It’s not that I don’t mean what I say but my heart leaps when I look the other way
And I’d say this song’s for you, but I’ve said it enough to know it shouldn’t be said
I’ve got a reputation, for falling in love, pedantics, romantics, and the occasional tongue
but my interest only seems to last, until you’re bored of me, or I stop having fun
And I know its so bad, I know it’s so sad
but I know I can’t. I don’t want to try again
I know why I always fall to pieces
I never said that it was a good reason
If you tell me that I am a man for all seasons
I’ll tell you why I am an ex for all reasons
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Sugarpea #34 Room 36
04:10
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So what if I kiss her
Will the world explode!?
Well it might
While you're sitting there
Making your jokes
You could be working on that script
Oh, what the hell is this?
Its a mental intervention
And we must insist
You stop spending all your time
On the girl's attention
Yeah, the Yetis writing songs
But only as a reaction
You could be with the greats
Like Dan Slott and Matt Fraction
If you'd retain a sliver
of all of your passion
But every day it hurts
Write it down, every word
I don't wanna leave my bed
Then write it all there instead
But I've got no time
That's a lie you just wasted it
Dreaming of a girl that you can call perfect
Its never gonna happen,
write some beautiful verses
Before they write your eulogy
While you're cruising in hearses
Your music and your prose
Is the woman who knows you
You might not be a looker
But you can write a hook
And if you'd only get out of bed
We could finish that book
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Build a grand monument to the great bastard son
The one in every photo who doesn’t quite belong
The face you could direct your punches at
It helps to know I’m not blood related in fact
Deck me in public when you lose your temper
But you’re the victim here I must always remember
You’re the one she’s leaving
and I’m the one bleeding
Always the nice guy, but looks can be deceiving
I’m leaving for Texas at midnight
Reggie thinks it sounds cool, but it just didn’t sit right
I’m 25 years old and you still make my blood run cold
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When we last left off you still had your clothes on
but I’m working on it
When we last left off I was having this problem
with being honest to myself
I know its a late start
I know I’m a late bloomer
Please don’t remember
the last thing I said to you
I’ve got this list and it never ends
but that’s depending on who you’re asking
I’m waking up, bit by bit
good mistakes like I planned it
I know its a late start
I know I’m a late bloomer
Please don’t remember
the drunken things I said to you
Please don’t take me seriously
Please don’t hate me seriously
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Tuning in to the last conversation
Of unfortunate souls
Who died on the road
What were they thinking as they slipped on the ice?
And their cries and death rattles were recorded by crows
And I'd feel sorry about it more often
But isn't that the death that they chose?
Speeding, speeding, speeding
On the ice, babe
Slow down, slow down
Burning, burning, burning
On the interstate
Its over, its over
I just have to wonder if this could have been avoided
Why does no one ever slow down?
When they're skating on thin ice?
Were they wrapped in heated argument?
Were they simply in a rush?
Could they truly be so oblivious?
Sometimes it just seems ridiculous
Maybe maybe maybe
Its true
That circumstance was waiting there for you
Dreading, dreading, dreading
The news
And I pray every time...
that's not the last place I see you
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I’ve got technical issues
Let’s be honest I’ve got more than a few
Let’s start with “Why I cant get over you”
I’m not sleeping, this machine is keeping me up
Can’t do anything, this machine keeps fucking it up
I’ve got technical issues
I’ve got the literal ones too
Lets start with “I cant stop thinking about you”
If I don’t throw this stupid fucking computer away before I tell you
I’m trying, I’m trying, I’m trying
But I’ve got a big head
And these little arms
Nothing I could do to defuse these bombs
And if you can move I suggest you run along
I’m about to set this motherfucker off
At the fucking pawn shop
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I could just die here
(If you’d just stay here)
On this porch
(In that light)
She was the smoker
(I was smoldering)
But I lit the torch
(And a fire begins)
And I’ve spent too many evenings
Feeling quite absurd
Hitting on girls
And taking hits in return
Just tolerate me
(you’re not out of my mind)
Just tolerate me
(Can’t leave this behind)
Just don’t forget me
(Holding it inside)
I keep forgetting
(Waiting for better times)
On this stage
(Out the door)
I pretend I’m somewhere else
(I’m going somewhere else)
I’m not sorry I miss her
(God I left you)
It just can’t be helped
(But it can’t be helped)
And I’ve spent far too many nights
Coming up with what ifs
And you’re with some new guy
But that’s enough, lets forget it
Just tolerate me
(you’re not out of my mind)
Just tolerate me
(Can’t leave this behind)
Just don’t forget me
(Holding it inside)
I keep forgetting
(Waiting for better times)
I was crap at imagery
I imagined us together every day
It’s a dilapidated memory
I touch base with when I need to feel some pain
Just tolerate me
(you’re not out of my mind)
Just tolerate me
(Can’t leave this behind)
Just please, forget me
(Holding it inside)
Cuz I’ve been forgetting
(Waiting for better times)
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This shoddy gift
It represents
How you treat your friends
If you can call them that
There’s an elephant in the room
Beating a dead horse
And I can’t wait, no,
For it to go its course
Pawning your crap
On us like its a gift
When do you think of anyone else
I don’t think you ever did
You’re living in a dream, you need some help
Is this for me?
I don’t need that
Why don’t you give
me some respect
If I have to hear
More of your lectures
On why you think I should be
Smiling in pictures
As if it has anything
To do with you
You say I’m sad when I’m happy
But don’t do
what you want me to
Your head is unscrewed
So go get fucked
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If I fell any harder
I’d be dead
and if I wait any longer
I’ll surely ruin this
but If I tell her I love her, I tell her I want her
I tell her that all of these songs are about her
She’d flip (and not in a good way)
She’d say I’m not too sure what you’re getting at here
Is this an exercise in being insincere
No you’re not legit and so you must quit
Come back when you’re not full of shit
If I tell her the truth
I’m just some guy
yeah, she’d look really cute
as she looks me in the eye
So I tell her I like her, I might like to date her
She’s been on my mind like a space invader
I swear I’m not crazy, at least not completely
I like what you do and I think it’s amazing
I’m not too sure what I’m getting at here
I’ve got to debunk these feelings make them all just disappear
I don’t trust my heart, is it legit
I won’t waste your time, I’m calling it quits
Despite my own advice, I wrote you this song
Falling in love with you would be nice, but probably wrong
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Throw out your dictionary
And ask yourself why are you carrying
Outdated definitions from an outdated society
To define the words "like", "love", and "lust"
You'll have to feel it yourself and just...
Start living
And I dont think its love if shes asking for your resume
A silly little crush becomes a metric ton of misery
If you're wondering if she likes you, then you better become a mind reader
Or you could ask her on that pedestal, climbing over bottom feeders
You may point the finger at me
And sneer "but look whos talking"
I suffer less, from lack of confidence
But abundance of self loathing
She said youre too self deprecating
And Ryan asked me what that means
It means I suck, but most of all
You should pick up a dictionary
I know its hard to understand
You're still sitting here and wondering
What Im trying to tell you is
It wont matter once you start living
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Sugarpea #44 44 Days
02:29
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Its been 44 days since I
Just laid in the dark and cried
Tried to convince myself
I'm fine the way I am
Theres no need to compare
myself to your new man
Its been 44 days and I
see theres hardly a cloud in the sky
But I'm standing in
the center of the cyclone's eye
Still hate myself but from here
I have to wonder why
Its been 44 days since I
Counted the rest of my days
Still tired every time
I shut my eyes
I saw you in a dream
But I turned to the side
I couldnt bear to watch
As you passed me by
But you still looked like a queen
After all this time
But then I remembered
And felt my mind shift
To our first exchange
and the first gift...
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I blame it on the doctor
He surely was a monster
And he surely made a monster out of me
Elias drove me to the diner
I sat right down beside her
And I wished that we would never have to leave
She's so shy and I
Cant believe
The birthday girl isn't
pretending that she doesn't know me
She was so very careful
and her hands seemed very slender
As she fed me her confectionary treats
And my work was very sloppy
My words were all forgotten
As she opened up her present eagerly
She's so shy and I
Cant believe
The birthday girl
Is kissing me
We took her home
I kissed her more
And then we left
For a boring show
I blame it on the doctor
the trite and uptight singer,
We could hardly play a note, I didn't care
My mind of course was elsewhere
And everyone was angered
But I couldn't hide the smile that I bared
She's so shy and I
Cant believe
The birthday girl is mine
"Hello, Sugarpea"
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I hate myself more than you do
I swear I do I swear I do
I'm the one who has to live with it
You dont have to look behind you
To see me, to see me
Its wishful thinking
I swear I'm on my way out
Of your heart and of my mind
I'd say this is the last song
But I keep coming up with lines
To lead you to me
Its wishful thinking
Its wishful thinking
You'd hear me singing
And if you did
You'd knock me dead
For all the stupid shit I've said
Like the time I made you cry on our anniversary dinner.
I was certain you were done with me.
I'm not much of a winner
Or the night I confessed all of my crimes and the two of us ended up crying.
You made me drive the long way home and I nearly drove myself off the road.
Tits up, shit happens, that's just the way it goes
Its wishful thinking
You'd hear me singing
And if you did
You'd knock me dead
For all the stupid shit I've said
Its wishful thinking
You'd hear me singing
And if you did...
Well nothing good
could come from this
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Had a funny feeling you were over my shoulder
Maybe its the frostbite kicking in
Guess there goes all hope I had of winning you over
But its not why I started this
and I'm not about to stop
You were the last muse
At least until the next one
One door closes
And another wound opens
Cut myself on these roses
Sneaking peeks through your window
(Guess its time for me to go)
Its a funny feeling, falling over and over
Like I've never been on the ice, my friends
Too busy wishing I had your voice recorded
Distracted, I roll my ankle again
I've dehumanized so many boys that I envy
They're all selfish pricks, at least if you ask me
But I've dehumanized myself in my bitter frenzy
Because I believe those boys are better than I'll ever be
As I drift like a glacier in foreign water
my last words, in no particular order
I can't swim, I'm sorry, you're scalding hot
I am an ice cube, you didn't mean to step on
I'm never going to see you again, am I?
Glub glub
Glub glub
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Why can't I let this go
I just, I do not know
The muse has shut her door
And drawn the blinds over her window
Guess for a time I should
Write for someone i would like to know
Like that guy in the mirror
Who smiles sometimes
I bet he doesn't miss her
Her voice and her smile
Maybe one day I'll be him
After awhile...
Why can't I let this go
I'm scared I'll never know her
Like the best book you've ever read
Lost it once and its out of print
That's a poor metaphor
But explaining it has become a chore
And I've become a bore
Like that guy in the mirror
Who smiles sometimes
I bet he doesn't miss her
Like I do all the time
Maybe one day I'll be him
After awhile...
But I don't think I want to be
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I'm here
To help
Why can't you see?
Hand me
Your problems
I'll set them free
Of course in return
I need your soul
A small price to pay
For the wonders I perform
Step off
Move on
You couldn't be more wrong could you?
I don't
Owe you
Nothing but a first class attitude
And of course you'll never learn
From your 3rd degree burns
You can't bribe a fire out
But you'll pay what you deserve
Please go
Fuck off
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Sugarpea #50 Shite
02:05
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You want this
Don’t you
Okay I wouldn’t either
And I don’t blame you
I hate myself too
So yeah that’s cool
This is just another day
In the yetis worn out shoes
Number 50
Not quite what I was thinking
But I’m having a good time
Enjoying not sinking
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Rushing out the door today
As I do, its my routine
Didn’t say goodbye, I may
Wish I had when you’re away
Wish I’d spent more time with you
Listening and teaching too
Everything just seems so skewed
Addicted to the things we do
I remember when
We were arguing
I remember when
We weren’t listening
I remember when
Plates were flying
Aren’t we better now?
Or were you better then?
I’m not sure what I can say
Make atones, apologies
Fore I start casting the blame
At the men who have no shame
They’re the ones who hurt you worst
If looks could kill, their heads would burst
How could I just let them do?
Idle hands are evil too
How could I just let them do?
I feel guilt and worthless too
Aren’t you better now?
Please keep holding out
Know they wear you down
Please keep holding out
See you’re wearing down
But I never see you around…
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Cleaning house
Before I burn it down
The guest bed always empty
And yet I keep it around
But if you want it
Go ahead and take it
But if you want it
Go ahead and make it
Locking doors
The ones I dont need
But I hear voices behind them
That repeat and repeat
"Why did you leave me?"
"Why did you say that?"
"Ive got it out for you..."
" You're taking advantage"
But if you want it
Go ahead and take it
There's not a lot room for me
But if you want it
Go ahead and make it
Whatever you need it to be
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There's a better guy
With better clothes and better hair
And he's a lucky S.O.B.
Because he gets to hold your hand
Oh no
This sucks
And what the hell am I
I'm just an indie rocker kid
Wearing phones and wearing black
...And I look okay...
But I'm no Denzel Washington
Oh no
This sucks
Go home
Give up
Find something better to do
"Thunderburker", kudos to you...
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Sugarpea #54 Pretending
01:59
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I find myself at a loss for words
Nothing I’ve said that you haven’t heard
Disclaimer read: Yeah, this always hurts
But I drink it down, its what I deserve
I guess I’m fine
As long as we’re pretending
But we all know how this one ends up ending
Its not like i don’t care at all
I cant help but feel I’m playing the villain
Suffering for a silly obsession
So I find myself at a loss for words
I know you know my stupid hurts
You just want
a movie magic ending
its all good and everyone is happy
Its not like I won’t be involved
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Sugarpea #55 Tropes
00:53
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I am the dragon, guarding the tower
Prince got the princess
I’ll send them flowers
I am the Baxter, sad sorry bastard
Roll down the credits
They’re at the altar
I’m trying to
break out from these movie tropes
But some days I just lose all hope
Wish I could be like Leslie Knope
But I’ll be
Swinging from my neck like Moe
Unless I learn to let these go
These self imposed societal tropes
I am the boy in that Spearmint song
I am the cunt who did you wrong
Nothing to see, now move along
I’ll just be writing stupid songs
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He's been spending more time in his head
Looking into the mirror of erised (erised?)
He sees himself just standing there
Happy, stable a very welcome stranger
And there's an old friend at his side
The one he never made time for when he was alive
Of course there's sugarpea
But he can't see her face clearly
He could go mad in here
If only he could disappear
He'd never have to leave his bed
He'd never have to lift his head
And the January frost
Could finally rest
As the vinyl spins again
The yeti enters hibernation
And here we see the yeti in his natural habitat
Sleeping all the time what the fuck is up with that
He wakes up to see his friends thawing him out
Buckshot gets a bit friendly gives him mouth to mouth
We could be dancing, we could be writing
We deserve to be happy, we are the living
I'll find a new muse and keep us amused
Just think of the girls that I haven't sung to
Maybe I haven't had enough, maybe I can still fall in love
Maybe I can just be me, a little weird, a bit silly
I accept what I am but not what ails me
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31. |
Sugarpea #57 Planet Yeti
01:24
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I'm getting off of this planet
I was so lonely
I just couldn't stand it
So I'm moving to a place
Where its only
The planet of the mopes
Population me
These songs are embarrassing
Please don't remember these
When I'm pushing up daisies
Ha!
That's if you find me
On the great Planet Yeti
Where I write the greatest songs
I am never wrong
Never have to wear
Any underwear
Never have to wonder why its empty here
I left you but you left me struggling for air
And this is just a cut I cannot understand
My heart is still intact but beating on your nightstand
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The Yeti Colorado Springs, Colorado
Solo project featuring the frontman of A Bad Night For A Hero.
The Yeti writes deeply personal and melancholy music because he can and because there's no other place to go...
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