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What If... Modern Baseball

When I was younger I thought of caring As a reason for some to praise me, in envy So humble and kind No better person Now that I'm older I've seen what I've been Ruthless, ungrateful, always trying to

Coding These To Lukens Modern Baseball

It's not just what you say Or how you've come so far The words that you repeat When time tears us apart That smug look on your face When you have something to hide Or at least that's what I think Maybe

Pothole Modern Baseball

walking you home And the mops of greasy hair Will romanticize my despair But they won't know That I didn't care I like the silence I like the empty streets Crawl down 'em on hands and knees in a heartbeat If

Apple Cider, I Don't Mind Modern Baseball

sound Confirms you're speaking truthfully Concludes everything I thought about Is this past or present I can't seem to make it all out What's truths betrayal I find in the heat of the moment Betrayal, what

Mass Modern Baseball

Massachusetts And all this booze is useless Sunset sing my scratched out sighing soul to sleep And the cashier here is ruthless Jeanette, I wrote your name down But I'd hate that job as much as you do if

Apartment Modern Baseball

do I keep ending up here on starlit evenings I should be home sleeping But this time you sat next to me on the couch dude, nice I stare out the window Hands glued tight and sore Praying to God knows what

Just Another Face Modern Baseball

know how I got here Entering a well known phase I scream get lost I hate everything I can't say how I got here Still I can feel the need to change me from the inside But I can't let anyone know just yet If

Wedding Singer Modern Baseball

tonight In a curiously well kept house built before I was born This year we're gonna stamp out the sorry feeling Rain on summer vacation five blocks from Tasker Morris Station Fucked for the ride home if

Going To Bed Now Modern Baseball

What do you give someone Who's already got one of everything you thought would be the perfect Accoutrement to their unnerving temperament Attention What could a lowly peasant being like myself Offer a

Rock Bottom Modern Baseball

the couch Shut up Make out Do something already I'm waiting After reading that text from your friends I start losing all my confidence So I'll stay tired, I know soon I'll be bailing Then you, you ask if

Notes Modern Baseball

Dear long, dark hair I write cause I know you'll forget You could be Seeing green in a wastebasket tomorrow No repulsion toward my premature indulgences If you can't recall a word I said And I like those

Everyday Modern Baseball

I was starved and you were full I drove back home I drove back home, when you got sicker Disputing claims you still held, the TV clicker And his face was flushed still in my mind The waiter you asked if

Broken Cash Machine Modern Baseball

that I make everything collapse Even when it's glued together Questioning my awkward footing Mixing bitter pills with chocolate pudding Hiding gifted fixtures Trying to not say words out loud Wondering if

Breathing In Stereo Modern Baseball

you Ever aching cause I'm Longing for when I'll be coming back to you Hopeless, I'm fading It's the same damn thing every night Planning our future without you, without me at times But hey, I digress What

The Old Gospel Choir Modern Baseball

as a tack, but in the sense that I'm not smart, just a prick In the fingers and the toes of all of those who show interest in me And from where I'm standing It looks like I'm way long overdue I know what

Your Graduation Modern Baseball

hours, sometimes in passing Saw you from the bottom of the staircase Stood out for hours as you complained About how you haven’t seen your friends yet That you’re too drunk to stand and You not knowing if

Note To Self Modern Baseball

across the stage Wake up and we find new hiding places Trying desperately to escape The glare from our stupid, spineless I don't believe you, you're all the same Words just whining, every fucking day What

Fine, Great Modern Baseball

I hate worrying about the future Cause all my current problems are based around the past And I hate when you call me late at night Just to check in to make sure I got nothing to be sad about But it's ...

Charlie Black Modern Baseball

I'm pretty good at feeling sorry for myself Making up fake lives but nothing like, tangible Daydreaming while watching the TV Intricate combos by myself to fall asleep But alas, none of them come true...

Timmy Bowers Modern Baseball

Wait a minute cause I've been living more like a piece of shit without you and I've been spending all your past killings trying to drink my way out of this groove Wait a minute cause I've been living ...

Two Good Things Modern Baseball

Trying hard not to look like I'm trying that hard Failing miserably at everything, including that Making plans in my head right before I go to sleep Trying to think of who could make a better me than ...

Holy Ghost Modern Baseball

He's been haunting my dreams at night I've been bleeding from tripping in the dark Trying to turn on the light Trying to turn on the light He's been haunting my dreams alright I've been hollering at h...

Hiding Modern Baseball

Take the train to Frankford I won't answer when they call I guess that's just my gift to myself Drank a lot and danced to The Cure Holding on for dear life To the frayed edge of a feeling we misplaced...

Baseball Michael Franks

I hear him yell, "strike", and it's a good call It's so hard to keep my eyes on the ball (chorus) On the baseball Love is just like baseball All it is is baseball Love is just

Baseball 주니토니

What a fun and thrilling game, oh! Juny! Tony! Hey, batter, batter! Hey! Let’s cheer louder! Let’s go! We are one team all the way, oh! Juny! Tony! Go! Go! Shout it out! Base hit! Swing!

Modern Family Modern Family

We will get you. (2X) We just are (modern family) We making are (modern family) we belive are (hope family) this is a lie. what the chcking,bastards. (2X) are you now give up?

Modern Nature Sondre Lerche

The moment has come to face the truth I'm wide awake and so are you Do you have a clue what this is (I don't know) Are you everything that I've missed?

Modern Love All Time Low

Look at you now, super strung out What would your mother say?

Modern Swinger The Pink Spiders

to moonn6pence from shootingstar She's out of luck and I'm hoping out of cigarettes Misundersstod with naked pictures on the internet Her social deviance is teasing me and I know what I want And

Modern Times New Model Army

Modern Times (Sullivan/Nelson) It seems strange to write about these things now but the time has probably come when we should accept whatever is past and gone and never will return . . .