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When I look outside I don't see the sun, it's always raining down on everyone
I love my friends but I get tired of words, cause I'm a happy pessimistic people person introvert
Got a zest for life but I can't get out of bed, I haven't replied to that message that you sent
There's a party but I think my throat hurts
Cause’ I'm a happy pessimistic people person introvert
I'm a happy pessimistic people person introvert
I don't know why, I'm like this
I feel like the world is water and I'm a not a little fish
But I'm proud, of my best and worst
Cause’ I'm a happy pessimistic people person introvert
I've got a crush but I need time alone, it's easier to repeat the same shows on TV
I said I'm almost there but I'm still getting dressed, I cleaned my car but still my brain's a mess
I don't know why, I'm like this
I can't wait to leave at 10pm and surf the internet
But I'm proud, of my best and worst
Cause’ I'm a happy pessimistic people person introvert
I love my life but sometimes it sucks, and I stay inside when it gets too much
And you love me despite my best and worst,
Cause’ I'm a happy pessimistic people person introvert
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My legs feel good in my pants, the sun it feels good on my body
Your hair feels good in my hands, everything is so lovely
My legs feel good in my pants, like angels they flew down and hugged me
My toes feel good in the sand
My brain feels good in my life
And my legs feel good in my pants
My heart it beats like a drum, waving goodbye to sorrow and worry
All of that past pain is done, gone since you reached out and touched me
I've won a lottery of joy, and I'm shouting my friends for the summer
My heart asked the moon for a dance
My brain feels good in my life
And my legs feel good in my pants
Hey hey yeah
It feels good, yeah it feels so good
Next morning I open my eyes, so hungover I'm nearly crying
You're lying there by my side, I'm hurting but I can't stop smiling
I'll make a big pot of joe and sleep in with you till forever
My body feels good in your arms
My brain feels good in my life
And my legs feel good in my pants
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Love is Free
03:03
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If love is free that's good for me
If love is free that's all I need
Lost track of time, I've had too much wine
Yeah I'm feeling fine, yeah you feeling fine?
Let’s go out tonight, I got sixty bucks to my name
No no no don't worry I'm happy to pay
Killing time with you, is all I ever want to do
If love is free that's good for me, cause’ I've got no money I got you
If love is free that's all I need, I'm broke but my heart won't be again
Midday we wake, yeah my brain cells ache
Who could be to blame?
Stop the noises I’m in pain
Yeah I need a pick me up and I'd kill for a bite
I'm on a moccona budget but that's alright
The best things are free, like university used to be
If love is free that's good for me, cause’ I've got no money I got you
If love is free that's all I need, I'm broke but my heart won't be again
And you make me feel like a bee on a sunflower
If love is free that's all I need, I'm broke but my heart won't be again
If I've got you and you've got me, we'll always have what we need
We'll be broke but our hearts won't be
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Shit for Brains
02:36
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I got shit for brains and that's okay, everybody's going to know my name
I've been singing songs and my nine-to-five, everybody thinks I'm wasting time
woah woah, everybody's going to know my name
woah woah, everybody's going to know my name
I can see my mate in the old bar line
Do you wanna’ smoke a joint outside?
I've been getting gigs but I'm not great, please go easy I got shit for brains
woah woah everybody's going to know my name
woah woah everybody's got shit for brains
I send emails I'm online
The little screens hurt my mind
but my friends are there for me, as dumb as I can be
look right through my ears guess what you'll see
I got shit for brains and that's okay, everybody's going to know my name
I got dancing pants and real cheap rent, I'm okay if this is where it ends
woah woah everybody's going to know my name
woah woah, everybody's got shit for brains
I got shit for brains and that's okay, it's got me thinking that we're all the same
woah woah, everybody's going to know my name
woah woah, everybody's got shit for brains
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Sticky Tape
03:11
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I've been wearing the same shirt for three days, nothing's gonna’ change so why should I
The weeks are short before you know it you're, twenty-eight still drinking cheap wine
And I can help you find yourself
If you can help me find myself
And I can help you find yourself
We all got shit we need to quit, we all got shit we need to start
We all got sticky tape around our broken hearts
We all got dreams we wanna’ live, we all got friends we need to call
We all need somebody to be there when it all goes to shit
I've been holding it together, with sticky tape but I need you
I did what everyone else wanted, but now I'm in debt and confused
And I can help you find yourself, if you can help me find myself
If we're both chasing a dream, why don't we split a taxi?
We all got pills we need to quit, we all got plans we need to start
We've all got sticky tape around our fragile hearts
We've all been too busy to live, we all got grandma's we should call
We all need somebody to be there when it all goes to shit
I can help you find yourself
If you can help me find myself
I can help you find yourself
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Sick Visor Melbourne, Australia
Sick Visor are your new favourite feel-alright bouncy rock band and they’re here for a good time, unless their tummies hurt and they need a rest. Running on the fumes of mindless childhood joy, Melbourne based dynamic duo Alex Moses (Guitar/Vocals) and Katie Lovelock (Drums/Vocals) crush fragile adult maturity in 3 minutes with bouncy bing bang instrumentals, soaring choruses and juvenile folly ... more
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