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Manic Pixie Dream Boy

by Human Kitten

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released March 22, 2014

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Human Kitten Tucson, Arizona

acoustic songs about isolation, crisis, pain, growth, & learning to be alive after years of anticipating death

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Track Name: San Diego
What have punks really done for the world?
Oh, the denim jacket business is booming
But there’s still a war going on from shore to shore
And there’s punks that are being drafted
Into the armies of the working fucking masses

And you say you hate conformity
But you’re not really showing that to me
You’re showing me that you’re desperate and lazy
Just like me

We cry when we need to be fed
We cry when we want to be held
We cry when our complex emotional ropes get all tangled up
Like my N64 controllers did back when I was a kid

It’s depression not conviction that’s consumed us
Punks not dead, it’s just lying in bed

But what have punks really done for the world?
Sure maybe you've clocked in a lot of reblogs on tumblr
But that is nothing to be proud for
Track Name: Horse in the Unstable
We’re starting over and over and over and over and over and over again
We wish stability could be offered to me and you and me and you
But we are not the same kids that we were when we were in high school
We've got responsibilities to our families and our friends and ourselves

Like if I don’t go to a doctor, I might wither away and die
Like if I keep eating junk food, I might feel like I’m gonna die
Like if I don’t reach out to my friends, I'll feel like I want to die
I’ve got to reach out to my friends or I’ll want to die

We’re starting over and over and over and over and over and over again
It’s a chance to recreate ourselves again and again and again
When you are a vagrant, you’re always lonely or maybe that’s just me
When you are a vagrant, you’re always lonely or maybe that’s just me
That's just me
Track Name: Nature v. Nurture
G, C, Am, F
I told my doctor today, that things are getting worse
Taking all these medications isn’t helping my outbursts
I told my doctor today that I am not a man
I am not a woman, hell, I don’t know what I am
I told my doctor today that I need to leave,
Need to find a scene where the people are more friendly

Where I don’t have to be anyone but me
Where I don’t have to scream alone

G, F, C
Where no one has to be judged
For anything but what they’ve created or destroyed
Where no one has to be judged
For who they are or where they came from

Am, C, Am, D/A
Because that shit is way too petty
To even bother acknowledging meaning
Track Name: I Still Don't Want to Be Sad
I wake up with this muggy feeling in my head like
I wish that yesterday, oh yesterday, I had been found dead
From an overdose on vitamins and prescribed medications
I wanted to be healthier, well I guess I overcompensated

And tomorrow I hope I can be better for you
I hope that I can smile and do nothing that bothers you
And I hope I am not broken and I hope one day the pieces of this vase
Can be put together into their perfect stable place

But I am sad most of the time
But you can't see it, cause I keep it inside
And I am sad most of the time
But you can't see it, cause I keep it inside
I am sad most of the time
But you can't see it, cause I keep it inside
And I am sad most of the time
But you can't see it, cause I keep it inside

But something in the stars at night makes me feel like one day I might
Never have to prescribe to another medication for the rest of my life
Track Name: Philadelphia
Depreciate the value, then bring it to my barbecue
You have no clue what you do to me dude
You make my knees weak, you make my heart ache
Then you shove it in my face and blood is all I taste

And I will feel better after you leave
I need you out of my life to maintain my sanity, my sanity

Appreciate my value, then don’t come to my barbecue
I really hate what you do to me dude
You bring out my worst sides, you make me feel like I need to lie
When I see you with other guys, I want to shove fucking knives in my eyes

But I will feel better after you leave
I need you out of my life to maintain my sanity
Because I am not broken, I just need a break
From all the bending and the turning that your wild soul brings
Your soul brings
Track Name: Gender Bronoun
What is unstable and what is real?
This is a question that I ask myself on a daily basis
Are my emotions genuine or are they just the result
Of my neural passages sending my chemicals back and forth

Who am I? Is it that guy?
The one that's standing there smiling, staring the stranger in the eye
Who am I? Is it that guy?
Lying in bed for the third night in a row, saying he wants to die
Who am I? Who am I? Who am I? Who am I?

Cause I’m caught in between two completely separate identities
Who can’t agree on anything
Cause I’m caught in between two completely separate identities
And I can’t even decide on which one’s me
No, I can't even decide on which one's me
No, I can't even decide on which one's me
Track Name: Feminist Girl (Interlude)
I’m in love with a feminist girl
I’m in love with her self respect
She’s stronger than me, she’s stronger than me
I wish I could be, I wish I could be, I wish I could be
A feminist girl
Track Name: Annapolis
It felt so, so lonely moving back to Maryland from Chicago
I miss the tall buildings, the pretty faces I’ll never see again, again

And I know, wherever I go, I’ll always be alone
Just a sad punk kid with a bunch of sad sounding songs

It felt so, so lonely hitchhiking from Maryland to Chicago
I sat in the back of a truck with people that didn’t speak any English
Only Spanish, I don’t speak Spanish, I don’t speak Spanish

But they left me on the side of the highway
With a 50 pound pack on my back, I walked five miles in the rain
To my brothers place in Annapolis

I thought I was running away from a life I didn’t wanna lead
But I was just running away from a brain I didn’t wanna think
Track Name: Call Yr Friends
I think to be a good person
You’ve got to admit that you’re often wrong
I think to be a good person
You’ve got to admit that you’re often wrong

And I am wrong all the time
I am wrong all the time
I am wrong all the time
I am wrong all the time

You’ve got to back down from the argument
And reevaluate your reasoning
Before putting yourself in their shoes
And deciding on what is right and just and
I fuck it up all the time
Yes, I fuck it up all the time
Yes, I fuck it up all the time
Yes, I fuck it up all the time

But there's redemption in the mirror
And on the faces of your friend and family
It’s never too late to say sorry
For the moral missteps that you’ve made
But I forget that all the time
Yes, I forget that all the time
Yes, I forget that all the time
Yes, I forget that all the time

You’ve got to call your friends more often
Track Name: Three Hours of Sleep
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I hate having to say I’m sorry
So I try saying nothing at all
I could’ve kissed you, I should have kissed you
Oh god, I wish I wouldn’t have kissed you
You said I was too charming
That I had to stay away
And if your heart were a bowling ball
My pins were lanes away

I’m sorry that all I said was ok
I’m sorry I made you stay awake so late
And I’m sorry fossil fuels were wasted on me
I’m sorry that this is the man who I have grown up to be
And if your heart were the exit home
My speeding van was highways away

I pumped the breaks, I spun the wheel too tight
Our silly little crushes cooked in the woods all night
And I know you didn’t need it, but I'd hope you would understand
That when you said you liked me
I was shocked into submission

And sometimes I need to feel loved
And sometimes I need to feel desired
And sometimes I just need someone like you
And sometimes that is all the time
Track Name: Imperfect Stranger
You've got to love yourself the way you love your favorite song
You've got to love yourself the way you love sleeping in til 2pm
You've got to love yourself the way you love pita chips with hummus
You've got to love yourself the way you'd love anyone else

Because you deserve it, yes you do
You deserve to be satisfied, happy, and successful too

You've got treat yourself the way you'd treat your grandmother
You've got to treat yourself the way you’d treat your favorite author
You've got to treat yourself the way you'd would treat a perfect stranger

With respect and innate forgiveness
You've got to give yourself a break and trust me when I say this

We all screw up sometimes
We all accidentally cross the line
We all make fools of ourselves
But hey man, at least we’re still alive

And I assure to each and every one of you
That love can conquer any single thing that’s troubling you

You've got to love yourself the way you love everybody else x3

Because you deserve it, yes you do
You deserve to be satisfied, happy, and successful too
Track Name: London
I’ve been shoplifting too much lately
I've been gambling my own sense of security
Because we live in the kind a society
Where that’s the kind of shit ya gotta do to feel free

I’ve been arguing with my Mom about the morality
Of stealing from big box stores
She says that it’s wrong and I say mom you’re kinda dumb
But I know I’m an ungrateful little brat, I’m sorry Mom

We talk all about how we hate the system
We talk all about how we hate capitalism
But we still buy their products, yeah we still want their products,
We still need their products and we talk about their products
We still take pictures of their products with our iPhones
And post it on Instagram
And pay our monthly data plans
And pray that becoming part of the system doesn’t kill us

Cause there’s a government in your head telling you to stay in bed
Yes there’s a government in your head telling you to stay in bed
So smash the state, so smash the state, so smash the state
Smash the fucking state
Track Name: Share What Ya Got
G, C, Am, D
There’s no such thing as talent
So scream what you feel and offer what you think
Cause nothing you can make will be wrong

Ignore the advertisements
You don’t need to be skinny. the image ain’t worthy
Just be a fucking good person

But don’t be so blasé
You’re indifference is ugly, gonna make you feel ugly
Gonna eat you all up inside

Am, D, G, C
And it's destructive and painful
To see gods made out of the jaded and cynical
And it’s depressing to see
The future shaped out by the loudest and the angriest

Am, D
Now I’m not saying you can’t be angry
I’m not saying that you shouldn’t be mad
I’m just saying that it will temporarily blind you
From all the beautiful and positive things

G, C, Am, D
Like how all the people on the street
Live amazing, unique, sentient lives
There are libraries full of books
Full of friends, full of nick nacks and nooks
Full of significant others that you haven’t met yet
That could make your life the opposite of a living heck

You’ve gotta take ahold of your life
You've gotta make it better before you die
You’ve gotta make a sense of this mess
Prioritize what you love and fuck all the rest

You’re a whole entire human soul
Express who you are, before you don’t have the chance anymore