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They Can't Fix Me
02:31
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I realize the situation at this time can't be verified
But I know if I was you and I was standing in your shoes I'd be terrified
The only thing that I'm good for is pointing the blame
But I have no one to scream at and nobody to blame this time
Got no solutions, all I have is motivation and energy
I feel so powerless, I just wish that I could do anything
And I just and I just and I just and I just wanna help
So that everyone else is prepared when I need it myself, when I need it myself
Oh my god, it's happening, I know, I know
Oh my god, it's happening, I know, I know
And I just wanna kick it, and I just wanna kick it
And I just want to forget it
I can't fix you, they can't fix me
I can't fix you, they can't fix me
I can't fix you, they can't fix me
I can't fix you, and that's terrifying
I can't fix you, they can't fix me
I can't fix you, they can't fix me
I can't fix you, they can't fix me
I can't fix you, and that's terrifying
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I’m getting tired of being put up with
Like I’m not too much of a pain
And I’m getting sick of the passive relationships
Nobody cares either way
And you could go a month without me
Or you could see me everyday
I’m just a lukewarm feeling, an inoffensive gray
I’m getting bored of withholding affection
For anyone other than me
And I’m getting rather annoyed at the way
I’m alone when I go out to eat
Because my heart is overflowing
But no one’s there to catch the spill
I’m just a fire burning that you won’t ever feel
And so I need someone to love me
Like I need someone to love
How convenient that I fit the bill
The only one to plug into
This equation of isolation
This simulation of masturbation
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The Architect
03:21
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Back a long long time ago
Several billion years or so there was a god
He knew all there was to know
He made the universe just so but it was flawed
Maybe he felt a little rushed
Maybe a week was not enough to get it right
Maybe the limits of the limitless
Are cleared if you just give it one more night
It’s such a shame
When the architect lets the building fall to flame
No one can edit so no one takes credit
And no one takes the blame
Back an hour or two ago
Somewhere on an empty road there was a man
Who had a drink and had a smoke
Who had the inside of a joke, who had a plan
With his stable full of friends
Like better means to bitter ends, he headed home
With so much at his fingertips
The good and bad relationships, he was alone
It’s such a shame
When the architect lets the building fall to flame
No one can edit so no one takes credit
And no one takes the blame
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Another night of happy moments
Another morning of regrets
Another week of losing focus
On becoming somebody I can respect
I tell myself that it’s the last time
But I know that I’m going to be here again
Another night of feeling sorry
But you don’t understand what for
Abuse of mind, abuse of body
In an attempt to simply satisfy the soul
I tell myself that it’s the last time
But I know that I’m going to be here again
This pounding punishment
Not sure I deserve this
This pounding punishment
None of this is worth this
Whoa, na na na I can’t break out
Another night of self-indulgence
To reaffirm that I’m a man
One more return to my old weakness
Cuz after all, yeah after all, I’m just a man
I tell myself that it’s the last time
But I know that I’m going to be here again
This pounding punishment
Not sure I deserve this
This pounding punishment
None of this is worth this
Whoa, na na na I can’t break out
Another night of mutilation
Another twisting of the knife
Another night of deprivation
In this day-in, day-out hangover life
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I Have a Thing
02:25
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I have a thing for guys who have a thing for chicks
I swear it’s not intentional, attraction never is
You have a thing I can’t and you love to show it off
You have a thing for playing games like I have a thing for loss
And I’m getting deeper, deeper
I have some things to teach, you have some things I could correct
And you’ll end up a better man and I’ll end up a wreck
I have some things called wounds, you have a thing called salt
It’s either let you rub it in or not talk to you at all
And I’m getting deeper, deeper
You have a thing for me having a thing for you
I have nothing to justify the things we put me through
And I’m getting deeper, deeper
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Oh I can drown my sorrows in the bottom of a glass
I kind of feeling like dying but instead I’m getting smashed
You say that it’s unhealthy, I say blow it out your ass
Tonight I’m getting drunk
Why am I (why am I) unlucky
Kinda sad (kinda wah) I think
No one here (no one here) will fuck me
So give me one more drink (or twelve!)
Cuz I can drown my sorrows in the bottom of a glass
I kind of feeling like dying but instead I’m getting smashed
You say I have a problem, I say no one fucking asked you
Tonight I’m getting drunk
Pour me pour me more tequila
Pour me pour me more tequila
Pour me pour me more tequila
Tonight I’m getting drunk
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Matt Wixson's Flying Circus Detroit, Michigan
Matt Wixson’s Flying Circus are a three-piece band from Detroit, MI, with DNA from every corner of punk gene pool. Since 2010 we have toured extensively both regionally and nationally, and have shared the stage with many top bands, including the Suicide Machines, the Slackers, Mustard Plug, Fishbone, Rx Bandits, PEARS, Screaming Females and We Are The Union. ... more
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