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I Really Don't Care
01:49
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I couldn't care less about how you dress
Every morning you ask and I just have to guess
I really don't care about what you wear
Just as long as you love me
I really don't mind the teeth you grind
It wakes me up and I tell you to stop
It's just an excuse to get closer to you
So you know that I love you
And I can't complain when you cause me pain
It never lasts and I've usually asked for it
I take it in stride, take it as a sign
Of the fact that you act with my best interest in mind
I'm the runt in the club
I'm not worth the gas it takes to blow me up
All I've got it your love
And if you took it away, there would be nothing to write of
I couldn't care less about how you dress
Every morning you ask and I just have to guess
I really don't care about what you wear
Just as long as you love me
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Jupiter
04:10
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You make me jump, jump, jump to Jupiter
Dumb dumb dumb as a stump as I
Run run run straight out of my mind
You make me fly fly fly in the face of a
Lies lies lies that I always have
Tried tried tried to sell myself on
You make me fall fall fall through the cracks
In the crystal ball, I just stare at the
Wall wall wall and await your return
There are fires in the gutters
They have poisoned the waters
There are precious few others
So pure
And if you could know know know know
How exactly the shadow show
That you cast as you’re passing through
Makes the wall come alive
But how could you ever see
All your orbiting ecstasy,
And your magnetic majesty (mastery)?
Without turning into stone?
You are the hill and you are the bean
You are the wind and you are the screen
You are the vespertine and you are the night.
So how can I be of use
How can I be of use
When up to the planet Zeus
I have folded away?
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Jack Frederick Brooklyn, New York
Jack Frederick is a multi-instrumental songwriter from New York.
His music has been featured in MTV's The World of Jenks, Hunger Artist Film's The Fighter, Eric Douglas Ward's Prolix, and others.
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