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Dipking #3
03:11
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i already wrote one record this year
through a gargantuan effort to
ensure my mind was clear
for the ridiculous task ahead
of figuring out my shit
but unfortunately for me
i ended up deeper in a pit
i listened to dont you worry
so many nights in bed
to ingrain my own positive words
deep into my head
it seems that i did not achieve
the outcome i insisted
instead of empowered
i woke up narcissistic
how many fucking albums
do i have to put on soundcloud
before i can hear my words
in other people's mouths
how many fucking hours
should i reasonably spend
making bedroom indie tunes
till my ambition meets its end
how many fucking singles
do i upload to the net
before i start getting some plays
from people other than my friends
how many fucking minutes
does this album have to be
to meet minimum requirements
for dipking number 3
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2. |
Kanye's Interlude
01:08
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3. |
Look at ME!
02:33
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life comes in chunks of self-definition
from what you wanna be when you grow up to when you finally do
for me every step of the journey involved a spotlight
from screamo singer at 15 to athlete at 22
and while its completely natural to categorize by occupation
its not healthy to fit yourself into a confining quirk
cause you are no more than what you self-describe as
so therefore i'm an over-expressive attention demanding jerk
look at me
i'm an artist
so self involved
i have an uncontrollable need
to express my every problem
the ones i deem
monumental but in reality
are lower on the totem pole
than the medical or dental
i wish i could channel this energy into something else
speak only of personal turmoil to those who are close
but as bukowski wrote in a poem that i'm paraphrasing
dont do it unless it comes bursting out of your soul
i cant help that my unending thoughts seem to reach paper
or that my former ambitions melt into a future cause
so i'm no longer a runner, cartoonist, or screamo singer
i'm an amalgamation of all the things that i once was
-chorus-
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My Vices--
at such a deep bottom id say
my vices are wet paper mache
soon hardening in every place
into solid personality traits
but i dont smoke drug or even booze
gamble till its more than money i lose
or degrade myself through anything interesting
i sit around
browse reddit
eat junk
write self-obsessed songs
and try to sing
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5. |
WELL I
03:30
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well i
am just hiding
behind reverb
and vague lyrical confessionals
that maybe could have happened
but i'll never admit to
no, i'll never admit to
now i'm
just projecting
my made up issues
and obnoxious points of view
on anyone that listens
whos vulnerably naive
oh, how incredibly selfish of me
anyone whos so naive
to believe what i say is true
i'm only looking for some attention
the love of friends and family isnt enough
i need adoration
for my valuation
an exercise in narcissism
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6. |
Jeff's Interlude
00:58
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7. |
Thanks, Clarks
09:58
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after chants for more beer
it became pretty clear
that we werent leaving now or soon
but with company so close
and conversations filled with most
sincerity in the darkening saloon
i posed a simple question
intended as passing mention
as to what in life we deem most valued
to me what most made sense
was artistic relevance
or something similar to being youtube's most viewed
quietly hushed our table
so my companions were able
to adequately respond to my query
bren was first to go
saying he honestly didnt know
till clark spoke up of his personal theory
its not the money that you make
the possestions that you take
or the lustful call of public recognition
its the people that you meet
and the amazing things youll see
on our weary quest to life's definition
its the people that you meet
and the amazing things youll see
along the path to the end of our mortal mission
its the people that youll meet
and the amazing things you see
that defeat any selfish ambition
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i've worked very hard to not depend on others
so i solidified myself in solemn self love
only to realize after chasing ego dreams
that true connections are what fulfillment is made of
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Dipking Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
An almost man who, above all else, tried skoal once and threw up all over his high school parking lot. Since then, not much else has occurred.
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