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I Miss the 2010s
03:20
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It’s barely begun but this decade’s a bore
It feels like a letdown, I was hoping for more
Nothing has changed and yet nothing’s as good as before
I can’t pinpoint why, but since New Years Day
It just feels like somehow the world’s lost it’s way
Our passion is gone, and our prospects have withered away
Oh don’t you wish that you we could go back to the 2010s
Doesn't it seem as though it was all simpler back then
Your cat was alive, my back wasn’t sore
There were fewer threats of another world war
I hate to say it but I miss the 2010s
Though while we were in them, I ranted and cursed
Thought each passing year couldn’t get any worse
But I now realize how I actually loved the old days
We had better music, we had bigger dreams
We had better hashtags and funnier memes
The past is a paradise, it’s the present I hate
Oh don’t you wish that you we could go back to the 2010s
Doesn’t it seem as though it was all simpler back then
I still had my hair, I loved you far more
We had better decades that we could pine for
I hate to say it but I miss the 2010s
Can we go back to then?
Oh don’t you wish that we could go back to the 2010s
A decade down and another one set to begin
Doesn’t it seem as though it was all simpler back then?
Could it be that nostalgia is doing me in?
You still felt alive, I still had my dreams
We still were uncertain of what life could be
Hard to admit it but I miss the 2010s
Can we go back to then?
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Pictures of Your Feet
03:28
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Oh well I knew we’d never have a 9 to 5
I thought ambition would be enough to get us by
And I’m not sure why
But aspirations were high
We’re young and beautiful, I’m sure that we’ll get by
You’d be on Broadway melting hearts and getting cheered
I’d be a rock star by the end of the next year
We moved to NYC like all new artists do
With no idea what we were getting ourselves into
I thought we’d be out living our dreams
All over billboard charts and big screens
But now I’m unemployed and you’re stuck selling pictures of your feet
Thought I’d be selling out the garden
And seeing movies that you starred in
I’m making art for no one, and you’re selling pictures of your feet
Well thank god for sites that don’t care what you sell
And for all the creeps who can’t control themselves
And god they pay so well
They’re not a bad clientele
Between pervs and dreamers, I see parallels
Everyone just wants to satisfy their needs
Some use fame and some use riches, some use pictures of your feet
I thought we’d be out living our dreams
Oh how could I ever have foreseen
That I’d be unemployed and you’d be selling pictures of your feet
Instead of working as an actress
You found your audience on Craigslist
I’m writing songs for no one, and you’re selling pictures of your feet
I hate to ask but next time that you send a pic
Could you attach the link to my Spotify with it?
It might help
How much longer do we have to live off pictures of your feet?
How much longer do we have to live off pictures of your feet?
There’s a lot of perverts out there, and there’s dreamers on the street
So until we give it up, keep selling pictures of your feet
Click, sell, repeat
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Teddy Grey New York, New York
Teddy Grey is a New York-based singer/songwriter. Past projects include double concept album "The Great Failed Romances of the Twentieth Century", mixtape "Rock N Roll McDonalds", and the cult independent movie "Garfeld: The Musical (A Garfield Parody)". More classics are on their way. Not rushing em this time. ... more
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