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Up to Breathe
02:53
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So I come up to breathe
In high water
Just like jokes they go over my head.
Nowhere, I'm going nowhere
Love is one of those things we say like "I got it"
Life is just that we go through the motions.
Praised by a silent ghost.
So I come up to Breathe
I come up to find
I'm going nowhere.
All around the world.
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Sands and Unrest
04:36
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Sands and unrest is frightening. It's frightening!
Span our time in conflict and commune.
Oh such sides we took on and divide.
We're only animals begging for food.
We're only cannibals.
We're only pigs.
If they wont stop, feed them to the troff.
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When I drive
04:49
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I can't be who you want me to be so I can only keep on
being and asshole.
But I won't scrape the knees off of all my close.
I drive
I drive
I drive
I drive
I forgot the nights we play and want me to stay then ring my neck.
Something about one thing I did or one thing I didn't so I wasn't hearing any of it.
Fight until day came only to go home dead and afraid I'll never get back to take the wheel and steer us into something other than a bus, and then I said it.
That's all on me, what I've gone and said that set you off.
You know it only happens when I drive.
I took away the better time we made.
That's all on me.
You know it only happens (when I drive)
The beautiful house can topple before we take a step (back)
I can negate everything we made.
We meet all criteria.
This was never meant to be.
I can negate when we came together.
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A disestablishmentarian.
When I'm next to them I feel like
a monkey in a box.
I feel like a rag doll standing next to y'all.
I'd take the pie, not the piece but
I'd still be waiting for a taste of the real thing.
The cause of all the problems you made.
Kill it before it grows.
It doesn't end.
Aid it on.
It's totally feeding off of fear.
How do you sever dependency on it?
Stone the look who warns us.
The harbinger should die to keep us blind.
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5. |
June Gloom
04:42
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I don't know where you are or
What you're doing or
who you're with.
But I don't love the way you need.
I wish I knew the pain I've given
all this time
to take it back.
Even working on myself
can't let me back
into you.
But it kills me, I have to let you go.
It's all been building up.
One too many times I've
crossed that line.
The last straw.
Switch it off, your feelings.
You're my best friend.
It's all over.
You've grown without me.
You're my best friend.
Please hold on to me.
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6. |
Call it evil
05:13
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Under words, say say "no"
Unglued you've been.
For all you lost here,
you must have found more than you could receive.
But can you call it evil?
Can't even call the police on one's heart.
But in the meantime we have to find a way to keep it up.
Decisions need to happen from the start.
I know, it's such a cliche.
I'd watch your hair turn grey if the moon is right.
Making fun of new fangled ways.
But can you call it evil?
Can't even call the police on one's heart.
Decisions need to happen from the start.
I know, it's such a cliche.
That's why these words sound so derivative.
What makes us so different?
Say what they want.
Take what they want.
Divie it up between them.
Forget the soft so easily.
Un-write the book purposefully.
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A bullet inside of the head, kid, it's easy payback
A bullet inside of the head, kid, it's easy payback
And he's a brave one there staring me down
He's got his side girl praying it's over now
But she can cry until she's blue but it really doesn't do her any good
Anyway.
If you ever shut your mouth, no pretty girl found
And it's the thought that bleeds, the thought that counts
And while you're shaking on the knife and pissing in the sheets
You're still a wee pussy rocking a killer's disease
And you can break your knuckles on a pretty face
but, once throwing it down, you won't come at me buddy.
Come and come and get it pussy would ya wanna try and get it.
what ya want and what ya saying would ya want to come and shaking and a shuttering to get it.
Don't ya know and don't ya fear me stepping and a sticking on it.
And she can cry into her cake but it really doesn't matter who's party it is.
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8. |
Just a Little Blip
05:29
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9. |
Resolve
04:49
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So it goes.
The lesson is not what matters.
We go on living.
We'll be there for you.
You got us if you need help for now until death.
That's a good one.
"Till death" is a joke.
I know that now.
There's an ending, with or without resolve.
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