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Cock Party 2 (Better Than The First)

 

Cock Party 2 (Better Than The First)

(album: Why Would I Watch - 2023)


Wanna talk like when we were kids
And every word comes out
It's nothing either of us did

Why'd you let it happen
When did we stop laughing
Feel sorry for us now

Paying rent, calling home again
Routine and tedium now
Holding off for another hit

Why'd I let it happen?
Where are all the trappings?
Feeling sorry for myself

Wonder where you went when we passed and graduated
I could see you out in Portland
Taking class, making cash doing art commissions
Monday morning, painting oceans
Maybe dropped the pen, kill yourself selling health insurance
Never ends, it's not important
Not important
Nothing

Had that thought spinning in my head
What would you say now?
Mackinac just across the bridge

Did you ever see the island?
Probably not invited
I'd go with you sometime

Wonder where you went when we passed and graduated
I could see you out in Portland
Taking class, making cash doing art commissions
Monday morning, painting oceans
Maybe dropped the pen, kill yourself selling health insurance
Never ends, it's not important
Not important
Nothing

So it goes, some things must end
Hope you still keep up with your college friends
Some dead-end job, a fold-out bed
It's not my place to hope the best
Common threads, you felt them pulling
Felt them pulling
Common threads, you felt them pulling
Felt them pulling

Never ends, it's not important

Wonder where you went when we passed and graduated
Shaking class, getting high in a friend's apartment

Why'd we let it happen?
When did we stop laughing?
Feel sorry for us now

Intrusive thought
Shouldn't care where you are, but I can't shake the notion
The Pacific Ocean might look nice with both of us there

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