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I Don't Sleep A Lot
02:30
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I exist exhausted. I don't sleep a lot
I go to bed at ten, but I wake up at 11 o'clock
My brain refuses to turn off
It'll be at least an hour before I stop staring at my clock
My doctor tells me I stop breathing more than 200 times every evening
I want the energy to make it through the day
I'm worn out in life and my fatigue gets in the way
I don't know if sleep's the only thing it takes
but I'm sure it'd get me more than half the way
I exist exhausted. I don't sleep a lot
At two AM, I toss and turn and wrestle with my thoughts
By five, my cat demands his food
And at that point I just stay up until it hits me around noon
My doctor tells me I stop breathing more than 200 times every evening
I want the energy to make it through the day
I'm worn out in life and my fatigue gets in the way
I don't know if sleep's the only thing it takes
but I'm sure it'd get me more than half the way
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Get In The Van
02:19
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I'm rolling three rows deep, filling up every seat
I keep a modest speed, but I'm not afraid to beep
I got that stow-and-go. Load up and hit the roads
I carry heavy loads, from kids' car pools to Home Depot
No more "I think I can" I traded in my sedan
I finally understand what Henry Rollins meant
Get in the van Get in the van Get in the van Get in the van
I explore parts unknown. Bluetooth connects my phone
Separate climate controls provide comfort for all the zones
I pilot passengers through traffic massacres
While they watch DVDs like affluent ambassadors
No more "I think I can" I traded in my sedan
I finally understand what Henry Rollins meant
Get in the van Get in the van Get in the van Get in the van
His words are so applicable for this functional vehicle
I finally understand
Get in the van Get in the van Get in the van Get in the van
Get in the van
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Solo
02:02
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I was so low, I didn't know who I should be
I was so low, in my car, driving aimlessly
I was so low, I didn't know who I should be
I was so low, trapped inside with no way out
I was so low, all alone, even in a crowd
I was so low, I didn't know who I should be
I was so low, I didn't know who I should be
I was so low, burning hours, always daydreaming
I was so low, I didn't know who I should be
I didn't have many friends or appreciate the ones I did
Nothing in the world could ever live up to my expectations
I was so low. I was so low. I was so low, I didn't know who I should be
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Take Your Feelings
02:04
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We haven't seen each other in months it seems
When everybody appears on the screen
It's barely seconds before you're speaking
Now I'm not how you remember me being
So truthfully we hardly know each other
And I can't understand why you would bother
To animate and feel a need to offer
Your conviction hidden under cover
I don't need your pretext to make me feel like I'm a reject
Take your feelings, write them down, and throw them in the trash
Take your feelings, write them down, and throw them in the trash
Take your feelings, write them down, and throw them in the trash
If I wanted your opinion, I'd be sure to ask
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Worse
02:44
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I read an apology letter
Handwritten on wrinkled paper
One sentence with many misspellings
Given to my son by another first grader
It said "I'm sorry for saying that your dad looks weird"
I guess most dads don't have long hair or unkept beards
I wasn't sure what to say, without the time to rehearse
So I told him to forgive him because I've been called worse
I've been called worse
I've been called worse
I've heard every word in the universe
I've been called worse
I've been called worse. "Weird" doesn't phase me, because I've been called worse
It started a week before
When I walked in the school door
To be the class volunteer
Help kids improve their math scores
It went as expected until the following week
When some kid told my son that I look like a freak
Then he took exception, told his teacher at school
Who later reached out to reassure me I'm cool. I told her I've been called worse
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Broken Barcodes Columbus, Ohio
Three neighborhood dads in need of a hobby, united in a quest to fend off boredom, attain unfulfilled juvenile dreams and
make use of those dusty instruments, all while trying to not piss off the neighbors.
A punk band from Columbus, Ohio. Heavily inspired by 1990’s pop punk, early hardcore and the Ramones.
Broken Barcodes is:
Robb - Vocals/Guitar
Kinsley - Bass/Vocals
Jeff - Drums
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