album lyrics.
album lyrics.
SIDE 1
THE EXTRAORDINARY.
i like that i hate
This is exactly what I did not want
But if I hate it, that doesn't matter
For me it's out of the ordinary (To)
Relocate out of the ordinary (Ooh)
I hate that I like this
I like that I hate this
I can't imagine this
I can imagine this
This is exactly what I did not want to
Be educated in a new district
This is not what I wanted to happen
Make it stop
I hate that I like this
I like that I hate this
I can't imagine this
I can imagine this
own room
There's no more 590
No more of those four roundabouts
We're out of the ordinary
We're now all 411
New house, new school, new school – district
'Bout the house; one story – excluding the attic and the basement
There's now a new place I call home
Cause I get a room all to my own
I get my own room
I get my own room
I get my own room to play my GameCube
I get my own room
I get my own room
I get my own room to do what I want to do
I get my own room
Yeah
I'm gonna miss my friends in Irondequoit
I'm gonna have to make new friends
And a fresh new start (Woo)
New WiFi, new yard, new sunroom, and a mudroom (breezeway room)
New office with no walls because it's my own room
I get my own room
I get my own room
I get my own room to watch some YouTube
I get my own room
I get my own room
I get my own room to do what I want to do
I get my own room
Yeah
(I get my own room)
they're, there, their, thair; where, wear, ware, wair
I'm a top 10 WatchMojo list
I include the honorable mentions
I have the facts that sastifies the woahness
While someone narrates the explanation
It's the same, same, same, same
Same pronounciation
It's lame, lame, lame, lame
To give your least attention
Fame, fame, fame, fame
Fame comes all around you
When your song's title
Is a long, long title
They're, there, their, thair
Where, ware, wear, wair
So, sew; No, know
Bo, beau; Tow, toe
They're, there, their, thair
Where, ware, wear, wair
It's pretty much the same word
Over and over again
I'm a king who rules over the whole land
I have that stereotypical shiny crown and red robe
I got that staff that I hold in my own hand
Looking out from the window abode
It's the same, same, same, same
Same pronunciation
It's lame, lame, lame, lame
To give your least attention
Fame, fame, fame, fame
Fame comes all around you
When your song's title
Is a long, long title
They're, there, their, thair
Where, ware, wear, wair
So, sew; No, know
Bo, beau; Tow, toe
They're, there, their, thair
Where, ware, wear, wair
It's pretty much the same word
Over and over again
Over and over again
(And again and again)
Over and over again
(And again and again)
Again
instituted intuition incarcerated infatuation
Instituted intuition incarcerated infatuation
Full of old pianos with a marketing scheme
Out of the ordinary Department of Justice office window
As clouds arise over the Rochester skyline
Ahh look at those clouds over the Rochester skyline Ahh
What was I talking about?
Clouds over the Rochester skyline?
Insituted intuition infatuated incrarcerared?
[SWEAR] I messed up my words again.
later (at... a time)
I'm too tired to sleep
I'll just lay in bed
I'm too hungry to eat
I'll drink water instead
I'm too busy to work
I'll be a lazy sloth
I'm too sweaty to sweat
I'll exercise less for now on
I'll do it later (At... a time)
I'll do it soon (Tomorrow or not)
I'll do it later (At... a time)
I'll do it soon (Tomorrow or not)
I don't wanna go to school
I'll do my IXL at home
I don't wanna win or lose
I just leave the competition
I don't wanna move
Move my body downstairs
I don't wanna move
Move my body downstairs
I'll do it later (At... a time)
I'll do it soon (Tomorrow or not)
I'll do it later (At... a time)
I'll do it soon (Tomorrow or not)
I don't wanna do laundry
I wanna play on my phone
I don't wanna do a chore
I wanna play on my phone
I don't wanna move
Move my body upstairs
I don't wanna move
Move my body upstairs
I'll do it later (At... a time)
I'll do it soon (Tomorrow or not)
I'll do it later (At... a time)
I'll do it soon (Tomorrow or not)
confusive illusive
I am now in off-brand state
From falling off a glass pane
I am in so much confusion
I think this is an illusion
My mouth's now a BFB mouth
No smooth movement when it's south
I am in so much confusion
I think this is an illusion
(Didn't think that this was confusing)
(Nor do I think this was illusive)
(I thought that this would be shitty)
(I thought that this would be shitty)
scientific notation/recapture the recap
scientific notation
Scientific notation
No hesitation
Scientific notation
No hesitation
Got back from the pharmacy
Turns out they don't sell the
Scientific notation that I need
It's just some math stuff
Scientific notation is a hesitation
It's just hard to explain the explanation
When it's 3/4 and you work door-to-door
In the hallway selling your next big single
recapture the recap
Blue like Bravado
Monochrome like the white sun
The yellow of the lions' state
Red as the towel which lays under the glove
Speaking of towels we have the colorful rug rat rat rug
Then we have the purple of the starter box
Red like the stone, Green as the maidenhair
Colourfully in nuance, blue like the puppet head
Then blue yellow pink green
We're out of
the ordinary
(Green like madigans, cassette ep, the many singles, dull ep orange can be)
(The many hours and the many data and the storage, and the many many many advertisments)
complimentary breakfast
Paper cups and java jackets
Half and half creamer and sugar packets
A refrigerator full of cartons of milk
A toaster to put your sliced bread in
Now the Waffle House has lost its new host
Cause the hotel across the street's serving complimentary breakfast
All types of muffins from apple to chocolate
Pancake machines that are automatic
Whipped butter to fruit preserves
A good healthy breakfast is what you deserve
Now the Waffle House has lost its new host
Cause the hotel across the street's serving complimentary breakfast
equipped for battle and ready to rock
Equipped
for battle
and ready
to rock
Equipped
for battle
and ready
to rock
To rock
To rock
To rock
Rock, rock, rock, rock, rkrkrkrkrkrkrkrk
WOO I DID IT!
SIDE 2
THE ORDINARY.
lunch break!
The lunch line's too long
Can't get my chocolate milk
The lunch line's too long
Can't get my honey roasted sunflower kernels
torus song
I can't ignore them
It's just hard
Negativeness to me
Is positiveness
Why is that?
Why does this have to be this way?
Why the red squiggly lines?
Why the "did you mean"?
Fuck this fuck that
I don't like this
This is getting out of control of my mind
Discipline and chores
Going out and in the torus
I am getting word the chorus
Doesn't start
I am getting really tired
I have tried getting fired up
But calming down and saying in the mirror
I am a good person, I am Nash Neefus
I am pretty anti-social
I am pretty getting unstable
I can't focus on my schoolwork
I can't get some educational numbers
Okay
I can't get my way
Tantrums or calming down
Which one should I pick?
We don't know
We don't know
We don't know
We don't know
We dont know
where echoes bounce
This feels like I'm undergound
In a big rusty pipe where echoes bounce
Where the population is only gnomes
Where all the clocks have no timezone
There's something I have found
But I have lost it in here
Don't know my way home
Don't know my way home
I've climbed the cliffs with sharp dripstones
Where flowers that hang off of them have a colour we can't see
The water here is hydroxide
And the air here is helium
There's something I have found
But I have lost it in here
Don't know my way home
Don't know my way home
What was the thing I lost?
Was it me?
What was the thing I lost?
Was it me?
puddles
Back when the water went around in circles
Back when I used my common sense
Now all I see the water makes are puddles
Now I have fucked up juxtaposition
In the future, my juxtaposed fuck-up will leave the stage
The juxtaposing is now fixed
In the future, I will learn more
In the future, I will grow more
But the puddles are still in the way
Back when the human population gazed
Back when I used my tambourine
Now all I use is plain buckets and spoons
Now all I hear is gossip
In the future, my fuck-ups will leave the stage
Everything is now fixed
In the future, I will learn more
In the future, I will grow more
But the puddles are still in the way
In the way
In the way
broken headphones
Oh how the time rolls up again
Oh how I start and I finish
Oh how I try to synchronize songs
But It can't be perfect with no headphones on
Deal with what you have broken up
Deal with what you have ruined
You can't nor I can't fix it in a jiffy
I has to be this way for sooner or for long
idw2 get yelld @
Lots of energetic force
Is pushing me in the pit of discipline
Where phone calls are made
And time-outs are the king
I don’t wanna get yelled at
I don’t wanna get yelled at
I don’t wanna get yelled at
I don’t wanna get yelled at by the boss
I don’t feel like crying
I don’t feel like crying
I don’t feel like crying
I don’t feel like crying please
I don’t feel like I did anything wrong
Wait, no, maybe I did
I don’t feel like I did anything wrong
I mean right
I don’t feel like I did anything wrong
Wait, no, maybe I did
I don’t feel like I did anything wrong
I mean right
finite lakes
Outside is infinite and inside is finite
Oceans are infinite and lakes are finite
We are all lakes and like the inside
We are all finite, we have ending points
We are all finite, we don't go on forever
Open wide the doors of the castle
I don't know where I am
Am I where time-outs are king?
Am I the juxtaposition that leaves the stage
Am I that gnome cave?
Am I in and out the torus
Am I in the long lunch line?
Am I ready to rock?
Am I at that hotel?
Am I recapturing it now?
Am I so confused now?
Am I doing it later now?
Am I at the office window?
Am I the king of the whole land?
Am I in my own room?
Am I liking what I hate?
For some reason I feel like this has been out of the ordinary for me
like looking out the window in a moving car and seeing a peaceful yet dangerous snowstorm
there is no lyrics, this is to be listened to.
brainwashed idiots
I hear that same 40000 hz screams every day
Cuz it can't stop
No it can't stop no
I hear the peoples say "Stand back" when I'm near them
They have a fear of me, those are the symptoms
Why can't they just shut up?
Why can't they just shut up?
Why can't they just shut up?
Why can't they just shut up?
Why can't they just shut up?
Cause they are brainwashed
Into thinking I'm some sort of virus
I'm no cheese touch
I am a human being who lives on this planet
I see the same disgusted face look on the faces every day
It's déjà vu, it's every day, it's every day
I hear the people run away from me
I'm just passing by, no need to spree
Stop it
Stop it
Stop it
Stop it
I'm begging
I'm begging
Please
Please
Please
Please
Cause they are brainwashed
Into thinking I'm some sort of virus
I'm no cheese touch
I am a human being who lives on this planet
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
queenies, teenies, hollywogs
To the ones that have helped me live
To the ones that have standed up for me
The queenies, the teenies, the hollywogs
The tinieggs, and the nutchucks
Thank you, you out of the ordinary person
Thank you, you out of the ordinary human
Thank you, you out of the ordinary person
Thank you, you out of the ordinary human