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Average White Male

by Penny Candy for Billionaires

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1.
Glow 01:16
Now here's the thing I'm just starting to move and my bipolar brain has an agenda to prove And the popcorn explodes while the chao ensues As I peacock my very own ego Then right at the moment when crass becomes calm As I gloat in my tower, reality dawns The twist in my story, now thirty years long The villain turns out to be me So here's what we try: compartmentalize You're calling me honest but choke on my lies If abracadabra is not a real word, maybe Canada isn't The Lord of The Flies I'm sick of your shit, wanting to quit Think about this before slitting your wrist There's millions of people who suffer while you're just comparing yourself to Will Smith This is a story all about how my life got twisted upside-down It'll only take a minute, just sit right there I'll tell you how I became the king of a land called Despair Just then I started to glow Did you hear what he said? Oh no! Always so alarmed at my lack of respect I'm just an average white male with a privilege to check Just then I started to glow
2.
New Shoes 02:36
I'm washed up No one's in my corner now On my way to lonely; I'm already there Trade you spots Your warm bed for my cold cot Though we both are breathing, I'm already dead They can say there's nothing wrong with us... Like new shoes Outside shiny, inside bruised Blisters don't leave scars so no one ever knew No goodbyes I don't deserve to see you cry When I free my soul the sun will finally rise They can say there's nothing wrong with us They can say there's nothing wrong with us But will we be okay?
3.
Wrecked 03:29
The sun is shining on her face this bright-eyed summer's day It's only March Let's not sit around trying to feel it out Let's squeeze out every moment before it's dark Swing crosstown, we're ocean-bound Went naked on the beach and fell in love Then she took too many party favours Couldn't hold her shit, we left the club So I guess I know now, what I wish I'd known then These are people involved Life and death, not pretend When she kissed me that night, and she took me to bed I fell in the palm of her hand, and I took it out on my band (my bad) Don't veto me Don't throw me out I need you by my side, without you guys the songs I write don't count So I guess we know now that I've harnessed my pen That our victory is words, and that we win in the end So when we play here tonight, with the check in our hands And we can't afford beer At least I'm with my best friends When you're right, you're right
4.
Cold 04:23
Sayonara and goodnight You project nothing but pettiness and fright You think your actions are so silent, but they show you lack the strength to say goodbye. Oh-woah oh-oh. Oh... You're the apple of my eye; no.... 'Cuz if I ate you, you're so rotten I would die They would wipe away the bile and see the answer etched inside my lifeless eye: You only steal all that you do not break or buy. You are so cold I guess you're better off alone Oh-woah oh-oh London Bridge has fallen down The monarchy is dead and still you seek the crown For some reason now you're fiending out and we can't keep this shit from going down. Take your heroin, Miss Marilyn, and get lost in the crowd. You are so cold I guess you're better off alone Oh-woah oh-oh Keep hanging on We're not through yet I'll bide my time You make your threats You're such a child But we're all kids You'll find it... You are so cold I guess you're better off alone Oh-woah oh-oh You believe you're the victim, right down to your soul And you can't rise above it Because you're nothing You're cold

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released May 24, 2019

Written, performed, recorded, and produced by Sean Kennedy.
Post-production by Kirk Adair Douglas.
Mastered by Johnny Wildkat.
Additional vocals on "New Shoes" and "Wrecked" by Jake Dawson.
Guitar solo in "Cold" performed by Jake Dawson.

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Alternative/Indie/Post-Rock/Acoustic/Pop-Punk/Ghettostep/Crunk-Hop/Ambient Tribal/Jive-Rock/Sex Music proclaiming all glory to Hypnotoad!

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