Rabbit rabbit
Happy birthday
Scorpio season
Fuckin’ hooray
All my friends are texting me to not text you
Speed on 80
Ninety on the highway
Hope the time change will change me in some way
Desert doesn’t adjust
To the winter
I’m not eating enough somehow
I’m still getting thinner
And I can’t believe my luck
Daylight savings is a man-made construct
I can’t believe my luck
I get dark so early, I get dark so early
God what have I done?
Mother has lost her son
I just lost another one I loved
I loved
One year later
Lost in my bed
Unreliable narrator
Telling lies to my head
Fell in love with stories
For me to overanalyze
And I hope she’s nice
The girl I made up for you
And I hope she treats you better
Then I could do
And I can’t believe my luck
Daylight savings is a man-made construct
I can’t believe my luck
I get dark so early, I get dark so early
I get dark so early
Oh god what have I done?
I get dark so early
Mother has lost her son
I get dark so early
I just lost another one I loved
I get dark so early
I loved
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I think it's difficult to write songs about something other than romantic love, and still be able to communicate the intensity with which those feelings can hit a person. Some of the entries on this album are fantastic examples of this niche. dani_bloop