Untitled: The Album!

by The Bravest Little Toaster

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released June 12, 2016

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Track Name: Christy
Christy
I know you don't know who I am

Christy
I know you don't know who I am

Divorce your husband,
Run away as fast as you can

Christy,
I know just what you want to be

Christy,
I know just what you want to be

Divorce your husband,
Run away, runaway with me
Track Name: Forget Real Fast
I cant seem to remember
the last time I wrote something honest
So honestly speaking i guess most of my recent songs
are just pure horse shit

And you hate it when I drink
and I hate it when I am sober
You hate the sense of resentment on my end
and I hate when your friends come over

So let's all get wasted and forget real fast
the feet in my mouth and the head up my ass
Maybe if we're really lucky we'll witness the end of an era doomed to never last

You hate how i never smoking and that I soon don't intend to
I said I'd quit smoking for someone I love you're just now finding out that it isn't you.

And oh darling, your really not that bad.
It's just that most of the time that I've spent with you make up most of the worst times i've had.

Your like a flower or maybe a tree,
And I am the toxic faceless corporation dedicated to pollute and destroy all it's beauty

So let's all get wasted and forget real fast
the feet in my mouth and the head up my ass
Maybe if we're really lucky we'll witness the end of an era doomed to never last
Track Name: Call Me Stupid
Say something to shut me up
Call me stupid, and I'll call you buttercup
pay for me and yourself, tell me not to pay for anything else
Oh, My God, I think I'm in love

Take my, button up.
You like the color, say you could wear it to work
You love to hate your new job at that old law firm
Where I wouldn't even qualify to be an intern
Where I wouldn't even qualify to be an intern

My parents aren't sure where to stand on you
And your parents aren't sure about me either cause I've yet to hit 22
So lets climb in your gas efficient company car
we can spend the weekend in Chicago
making out in Lincoln Park
Track Name: Last Time
Last time you saw me
I was kissing in a rose bush
Eager to feel older I guess

Last time you called me
I was driving past Lake Michigan
eager with my long pauses and the nausea kicking
I'm so sorry you got the worst end of it

Last time I saw you
You were with another guy
half my height, didn't know you liked his arian stereotype
I'm so sorry guess I never really knew you right?

Last time I called you
the phone just rang rang, it's all my fault
no worries,
And I'm sorry, I'm sorry for everything
Track Name: Untitled: The Song!
Oh,
The miracle of the subconscious
Metaphorically speaking, I thought you knew all of this
I thought you knew what was best
I chalk that up to nostalgia
All these nights of unrest have been leading up to, leading up to

I know your just a wolf in sheeps clothing
Carefully crafted to tear down what I hoped of building
I still love your way of talking
Not knowing but still nodding
Grabbing a sociopathic's hand and calling it something
take hold of my life and crash it darling
take hold of my life and crash it darling
take hold of my life and crash it darling
take hold of my life and crash it darling

Cause I don't wanna be apart
I wanna be close
I wanna cling to the zipper of your open rain coat and kiss you softly
follow me into that sweet goodnight if you still think that I'm worth following
Track Name: Brittany Murphy
How did Brittany Murphy die?
And will she come back sometime soon?
I've been waiting my whole life for someone like her to,
Take my mind of what I said,
What I did and what I meant,
Heal my mind and hold me tight, love me hard, and hate the light.
Track Name: Miss American
Peer pressure pointing out just what you did
After all that shit he said do you still feel like an idiot

Bidding my time and bitting my tongue, I've lost track of the things coming back to haunt me
This shits getting old, somehow I still feel young

Karma killing, show stealing, Miss Americas prime time thrilling new adventure hour, now selling tickets, providing, I have the power
Track Name: An Unfortunate Shady Lane for the Two Headed Boy
Blind date with the chancer
We had oysters and dry lancers
And the check when it arrived we went dutch, dutch, dutch, dutch
A redder shade of neck on a whiter shade of trash
And this emery board is giving me a rash
I'm flat out
You're so beautiful to look at when you cry
Freeze, don't move
You've been chosen as an extra in the movie adaptation of the sequel to your life

A shady lane, everybody wants one
A shady lane, everybody needs one
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
Oh my god, oh your god, oh his god, oh her god
It's everybody's god, it's everybody's god, it's everybody's god, it's everybody's god
The worlds collide, but all that we want is a shady lane

Glance, don't stare
Soon you're being told to recognize your heirs
No, not me
I'm an island of such great complexity
Stress surrounds in the muddy peaceful center of this town
Tell me off in the hotel lobby right in front of all the bellboys and the over-friendly concierge

Two headed boy, she is all you could need
She will feed you tomatoes and radio wires
And retire to sheets safe and clean
But don't hate her when she gets up to leave