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Blow Up
02:03
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I don't blow up
But I don't see what I've always seen
It's such an old love
Forcing dreams so you might believe
Do you need it?
Or can't you fly with a broken wing?
Hurts to read it
And know that's not doing anything
You aren't imagining anything
People are getting worse
Don't wait your turn to watch it burn
It's already happening
Just pray the heatwave gets you first
I think we're past it
Now you can die and you'll still survive
Rich to ask it
To ask why while you're still alive
It's a long way
Up from your point of view
I've got all day
And nothing useful I can do
You aren't imagining anything
People are getting worse
Don't wait your turn to watch it burn
It's already happening
Just pray the heatwave gets you first
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2. |
Lost Boy
03:38
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Come lately
It's a right lie again
So maybe
You wanna get gone?
Some streetlight
Only shadows can see
It's got me
So haunting
What I don't know could fill a book I wouldn't read
There's still so much that I don't have
And even more that I don't need
Alright now
You're a true heart of gold
You think somehow
You could show and not tell?
Like I care
Why you tell on yourself
You're right there
Just go somewhere
What I don't know could fill a book I wouldn't read
There's still so much that I don't have
And even more that I don't need
What I don't know could fill a book I wouldn't read
I'm just a lost boy putting pins in places I won't ever see
Any time I'm finally somewhere, all I want to do is leave
There's still so much that I don't have
And even more that I don't need
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3. |
The State We're In
02:57
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Hello nowhere
At least I tried
Making friends with
Hopeful lies
Stayed frenetic
Stayed alive
Drop the accent
If you die
I know why
We're in the state we're in
I said "oh my god
Let's not do this again"
If you count
The time spent counting time we're almost halfway there I'm sure
Come home
You've been away too long
Way too long
I'm a nightmare
But I tried
Sang an old prayer
Fucking lies
Stay pathetic
Stay alive
Dropped the past tense
Not surprised
I know why
We're in the state we're in
I said "oh my god
Let's not do this again"
If you count
The time spent counting time we're almost halfway there I'm sure
Come home
You've been away too long
Way too long
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As if I hadn't stuffed
Loving you enough
Into a paper cup and choked it down til it was less a cure and more a cover up
So what if I'm the chore?
That's what you bargained for
It's what your innocence allowed when it was just the dream to run off with a troubadour
A little early for the gas leak Olympics open curtain call
A little late to call it off
Not like we had it long
Fun when the lights were on
Before the evidence to quit and skip another Friday silent movie marathon
With designer taste
And New Jersey plates
Watch me stumble home alone, alive and humming like the streets below the interstate
Half your mother
Half the bullshit in your purse you think I didn't know
Half an hour twice a week
Not another
Lesson backlit by some student in a studio
No non-compete
A little early for the gas leak Olympics open curtain call
A little late to...
A little early for the gas leak Olympics open curtain call
Too goddamn late to call it off
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I'm so tired
I can't stop lying to myself
I'm so forgetful I can't tell
Aren't I the fool?
Safety pins
Stitching plastic up the pills
Go to church and pay the bills
And still you'll lose
Let me come home
Let me come or come on
No more time on my own
Just give me a name
Or give me something to blame
Like I know what I want
Stay jealously outside of me
Losing sleep
Stretch my legs and feel the thaw
I guess I'm human after all
And ain't that sad?
Hollow food
Doctor's orders from now on
Strip the pavement from the lawn
Of what we had
Let me come home
Let me come or come on
No more time on my own
Just give me a name
Or give me something to blame
Like I know what I want
Stay jealously outside of me
Let me come home
Let me come or come on
No more time on my own
Just give me a name
Or give me something to blame
Like I know what I want
Stay jealously outside of me
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6. |
Bubble Wrapped Bones
04:00
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You said you keep high on believing
That you can make it up next time
With only one heart you're deceiving
Only one bought on the lie
Alright
Bubble wrapped bones every Friday
Seatbelt tight to my chest
Like any cross on the highway
Ever thought they'd be the next
I guess
I cannot help, it makes me crazy
Oh safety, save me from myself
How can you be so sad and angry
While sounding like everyone else?
How the hell do you keep compressing
All of your life into time?
You never quite learn the right lesson
But you never quite leave it behind
It's fine
I cannot help, it makes me crazy
Oh safety, save me from myself
How can you be so sad and angry all the time
While sounding like everyone else?
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7. |
Skips On The River
03:38
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Oh what's the purpose for rushing?
Like we discovered "enough" in
This sort of hopelessly bluffing
What if we're just in between skips on the river?
Cautiously settled with silver
Before the moment delivers
Been digging long enough
To think I'm doing something
The only thing I've found
We all know nothing
I had no more me or mine for the taking
I was just lying awake in
Somebody else's mistaking
Funny how the hope of saving another
Is really only a cover
Be better waiting for summer
Been digging long enough
To think I'm doing something
The only thing I've found
We all know nothing
Been digging long enough
To think I'm doing something
But the only thing I've found
We all know nothing
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8. |
An Honest Sound
01:42
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I was in the foyer
You were in the cloakroom
Fingers in the pockets
Someone should've warned you
Why you gotta be when all you do is bring me
Down the spiral staircase
Humming with the string line
Hazy by the door frame
Hungry like the last time
"Headache, by the way"
But all I do is bring you down
Holding on the itch is such an imposition
Blow another kiss cause nobody will listen
You can't hold the bag
When you can't keep from falling down
Seven honest men
In twenty lonely soldiers
Kicking down the door
On someone's silent orders
Why should I believe you, no one ever tells the
Truthfully I'm bored
And hoping for a bad dream
Coming from a real place
Whenever it suits me
Everybody speaks and no one makes an honest sound
Holding on the itch is such an imposition
Blow another kiss cause nobody will listen
I can't hold the bag
Cause I can't keep from falling down
Holding on the itch is such an imposition
Blow another kiss cause nobody will listen
We can't hold the bag
When we can't keep from falling down
So make another wish as if it's a decision
Heroes never miss when you're the ammunition
Everybody speaks
And no one makes an honest sound
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She says your worldview is too anthropocentric
And funny, you're part of the proof
If you don't know by now
That we are not the best around, well
I don't know what to tell you
I wrote those roped off holes off like they were paper
And it was a conspiracy
But no one can keep a secret
Surprised I didn't read it
In my green magazines
Flowers don't grow here
And neither do I
And it's so hard keeping up
With this alien mind
We'll catch up when I get the time
I'd spite your face off for an ounce of connection
But we know it's been done before
We just aren't that important
My worth in ads afforded
Aw, were you hoping for more?
You watch the days tick by for years at a time
But this winter is suiting my mood just fine
And if you think there's anything we can do
After all
I don't know what to tell you
Flowers don't grow here
And neither do I
And it's so hard keeping up
With this alien mind
We'll catch up when I get the time
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10. |
Death & Taxis
02:33
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Paranoia starts when you want it to
With eyes that follow everywhere in the room
Build us up until we're too tall to stand
Find someone who tells you the least they can
But I've become a lot like you
Aren't you disappointed too?
You could learn a lot from me
If you wanted
Stressed and bleeding out from the open mind
Death and taxis can't be that far behind
Hard to follow, harder to let it ride
Fuck tomorrow, what's on the other side?
Oh I've become a lot like you
Aren't you disappointed too?
You could learn a lot from me
If you wanted
I could lose my way in time
And you won't be hard to find
Funny how the things unchanged
Really should
I've become a lot like you
Aren't you disappointed too?
You could learn a lot from me
If you wanted
I could lose my way in time
And you won't be hard to find
Funny how the things unchanged
Really should
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11. |
The Sun Will Eat Us All
02:25
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Someday l'll take you back here when we're older
And you'll see that all our tracks have disappeared
Is it freedom knowing no matter what happens
With enough time, no one knows that we were here?
What's wrong with
Being halfway to home?
You want it
Apathy
Atrophy
Apathy
Etc.
I started writing letters for the stages
As if words sealed up with spit could persevere
There's ways to keep from leaving with your shoes on if you look hard
But you'll never find them here
What's wrong with
Carving sticks into stones
You got it
Apathy
Atrophy
Apathy
Etc.
Who would want to live forever, no
But who'd wanna die?
The sun will eat us all without permission
Fitting, given what it watched us doing with its light
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