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Intrusive Thoughts
02:53
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What's an honest way to keep my head on straight?
My crooked bones break every year
I'm the bottom drawer
Where all's forgot and stored
And it's getting pretty crowded over here
Of the soil
And Standard Oil
Love tying myself into knots
Believe my own intrusive thoughts
Don't mention good intentions
What direction's up?
So what can tragedy do for me now?
Surely nothing I was in the dark about
Some untoward joke
You laughed before you spoke
You'd better spit before you burn your mouth
A stifled heartbeat
Born in buckwheat
And canned in a C suite
Love tying myself into knots
Believe my own intrusive thoughts
Don't mention good intentions
What direction's up?
Misery's the pairing:
Comfort and comparing
Suburban trauma like a curse
Choking plastic dust in
Standard fair disgusting
You're right I guess things could be worse
Love tying myself into knots
Believe my own intrusive thoughts
Don't mention good intentions
What direction's up?
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Unreliable Narrator
02:39
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What's the plan, do you wanna get old?
I'm a mess when I'm losing control
Broken path cr-cr-cracking my back
Another low-pressure panic attack
Was this old dinosaur
Not what you're looking for?
It keeps you wanting more
And leaves you dry
Tell the truth, is there anything worse?
I may be lost but I'm getting there first
Shivers creeping un-un-under my skin
Fever sweats, violets taking me in
Was this old dinosaur
Not what you're looking for?
It keeps you wanting more
And leaves you dry
Saw a cure in graffiti
Made it all look so easy
But we know that's a damn lie
I'm a slave to my nature
Unreliable narrator
Or am I?
Was this old dinosaur
Not what you're looking for?
It keeps you wanting more
And leaves you dry
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Better Off Believing
03:15
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When the echo hits the stands
They wanna see us shaking hands
Celebrate it if you can
It comes and goes like Christmas
If delaying getting caught
Multiplied it by a lot
There'd be nowhere left to rot
And time would drag you down
Aren't you always such the hero in your story scene?
And still only the loser in another's dream
Gets harder to pretend it isn't happening
You'd be better off believing
Were we better off before?
Or easy to ignore?
Only left me wanting more
And more and more, it's tragic
Like summers mowing lawns
Only miss it when it's gone
There's always something going on
Until there really isn't
Aren't you always such the hero in your story scene?
And still only the loser in another's dream
Gets harder to pretend it isn't happening
You'd be better off believing
Aren't you always such the hero in your story scene?
And still only the loser in another's dream
Gets harder to pretend it isn't happening
You'd be better off believing
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4. |
Major Fuckup Virtuoso
02:37
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Though I want to
I don't really hate you, it's true
Not as much as you do
Once a paper man
With a wooden band and all
Passing pity as virtue
And now you've done it
Major fuckup virtuoso
You've hit all the tropes and now there's nowhere left to go
You're such a tortured soul
And wasn't that always the goal?
Well I'm not waiting anymore
Now you're the comeback kid
One year in purgatory did
Give you needed perspective
Like it's all about you now
They'll watch you bleeding out
So next time be a bit more selective
And now you've done it
Major fuckup virtuoso
You've hit all the tropes and now there's nowhere left to go
You're such a tortured soul
And wasn't that always the goal?
Well I'm not waiting anymore
You've really done it
Quite the asshole virtuoso
You've hit all the tropes and now there's nowhere left to fall
And who you claimed to hate
Are in the front row at the gates
They're all you've got now after all
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I thought that hell was just an old state of mind
How nice to find
It's now in my hometown
Skunk at the garden party
No stranger to the ones who use
And view you as a tool
August evening in the sunshine
Testing out the country club landmines
Soaked through the wafer, guess I've
Blood on my soul I can't ignore
So pour a little more
Finding "forever"'s just like
Another hell with cleaner clothes
So no, don't ever go
April morning in the new sun
Polishing the cannons and machine guns
Cut my losses, drain the faucets dry
Sell my car and hit the big time
You're a winner, you're the golden calf
Target practice, take your money back
October sunset on the playground
Riding off another Xanax comedown
I only miss you when you're around
So I'll call you next time I feel homebound
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6. |
Rollercoaster
01:51
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Everybody tryna drag me down to earth
Everybody tryna drag me down to earth
Everybody tryna kill my high
Said so but I don't know why
Everybody tryna drag me down to earth
Wonder why you wanna watch me walk away
Wonder why you wanna watch me walk away
Wonder why you wanna watch me leave
Stand by and set me free
Wonder why you wanna watch me walk away
Don't have to tell me that doing nothing
Is really saying something
Funny, I've been getting farther from it all
I'll admit I've been a roller coaster
Not there but I'm getting closer
And riding easier since the primal fall
You'd think the devil would have had his fill by now
You’d think the devil would have had his fill by now
You'd think the devil would have gotten bored
Giving cancer to the uninsured
You'd think the devil would have had his fill by now
Don't have to tell me that doing nothing
Is really saying something
Funny, I've been getting farther from it all
I'll admit I've been a roller coaster
Not there but I'm getting closer
And riding easier since the primal fall
Don't have to tell me that doing nothing
Is really saying something
Funny, I've been getting farther from it all
I'll admit I've been a roller coaster
Not there but I'm getting closer
And riding easier since the primal fall
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There's feral patients out my window again
With golden tickets to spend
Keep the shades drawn
A special chance and opportunity seen
Exclusive daytime TV
With the lights on
Holiday
In an old balloon
Run away
For the afternoon
A lonely outlaw out the side of my eye
Was making dreams of the sky
Through a screen door
So sick of pouring out the dirt in my socks
Like I still sing when I walk
And don't want more
Heard it all
From the HOA
Far to fall
Bottomed everyday
Seen it all before and time again
But nothing beats the seventh time around
The paradise is "leaving"
A rebel for believing
You're never gonna get it from an open hand
Holiday
You had it right the first time
It had to happen sometime
You're never gonna get it from an open hand
Won't you understand?
No one's seeing past the tip of their shoes
Yeah they're not looking at you
They're just waiting
I'm sleeping easy with the sun on my back
Yeah the whole world's out of whack
But I'm skating
Where's the lie?
Make it underlined
Side eye
For the rest of time
I shouldn't have to be the one to make
Amends for everything you didn't do
The paradise is "leaving"
A rebel for believing
You're never gonna get it from an open hand
Holiday
You had it right the first time
It had to happen sometime
You're never gonna get it from an open hand
Won't you understand?
Is it ever quite the tragedy you think it's gonna be
Oh no
Far enough away to think it's all a dream you don't have to see
I don't have to meet with every name that's there on the wall
Do you really have to hold it just to care at all
Care at all
I don't
Know how to talk or how to listen I guess
Without the world on my chest
Call me careless
But I could worry like life depended on
Until my teeth were all gone
And I'm hairless
Heads or tails?
Why'd you even ask
Never fails
Chose a little fast
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8. |
Silhouettes & Portraits
02:08
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My whole day's splitting tens and getting paid
And getting vertigo
I fell for vertigo
Fried and raw
Somewhere west of Omaha
Tied to the portico
Must be a Scorpio
Silhouettes and portraits with a phony smile
Man you never age
Or has it even been awhile?
Got no cause for my stark and jarring flaws
It's just my season
And I've got no reason
Not bad luck
Sometimes people fucking suck
You must be dreaming
There's no getting even
Silhouettes and portraits with a phony smile
Man you never age
Or has it even been awhile?
Set out for "something better"
Settle for "not much worse"
Watch your portrait twist and blur
Convocation for your silhouette
Promise you ain't seen nothing yet
One last ride up the California side
Hard to occasion it
A boring favorite
Barely grown
No ideas to call my own
I'm just a plagiarist
Dumb, dull and dangerous
Silhouettes and portraits with a phony smile
Man you never age
Or has it even been awhile?
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I started carving out the ends
Making memories in colored pencil
It's in my messages again
But it doesn't sound like me
To leave a trace and not commit
Would be a waste of those polluted spaces
So when I'm dying deep inside
At least I know I'll see some familiar faces
Was it something I said
In 2010
Don't give up connections
When you don't know which ones you'll want to exploit in the future
Was once the statistician's heir
Forever holding onto Sunday's winnings
I tried my hand at the man
But I guess he wasn't all that forgiving
Red carpet Tuesday afternoon
Out loud with numbers you could measure worth in
Do or die
Who am I
To remind you that you're still the same person
Was it something I did
When I was a kid (and fucked up)
Don't give up direction
It's the only thing to keep from falling into the ceiling
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10. |
Copperhead
04:45
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So
Before my thinking gets slow
I guess it's better to know
What you lose when you don't
These weeks
Sugar stinging my cheeks
Paper peeling in streaks
Hollowed out every peak
Why am I unhappy without something new to dread?
Copperhead
Sand
Papercuts on my hands
Stress you don't understand
Lose however you can
So what?
A feeling deep in your gut
Isn't open and shut
Often everything but
Why am I unhappy without something new to dread?
Copperhead
So why am I unhappy without something new to dread?
Copperhead
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