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The Ladders
04:16
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Someone stole from my brother
Someone stole from me
Hey government man, did you listen?
The price we pay for your boarders
My brother's soul taken away for gold.
We've been living under old trees.
When they cut them down, does it matter to be homeless?
We'll be standing on our own feet sort of like the days were broke.
But we'll remember all the ladders, the ladders, to be climbed.
At the bottom with the rocks, I'll be bleeding
Here, we look up to see the boarders
Someone stole from my brother and put a pill in it's place.
Someone stole from me and put a pill in it's place.
Taken from the wrong man put into the wrong hands.
Here we go!
Bodies on the lawn.
Wrestle with a tidal wave.
Families gone for summer.
Didn't look back.
Didn't see the city burning.
A felon so humble for how long?
We've been living under old trees.
When they cut us down, does it matter if we're homeless?
We'll be standing on our own feet sort of like the days were broke.
But we'll remember all the ladders, the ladders, to be climbed.
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2. |
Find the Phone
04:32
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I put my finger on the side of your arm.
You look at me as if it's doing you harm, but is it instinct?
Pulling away, blocking my face, tearing me down, I bet it's insane
but is it instinct?
On and on and on and on, playing the victim.
Screaming and screaming until somebody comes.
You think it's normal.
You think it's instinct but it looks like your throwing a fit.
But is it instinct or is it hard for you to do?
Is anybody here?
Oh somebody is cold and down and out.
This is no time for you to be alone.
So I'm gonna write to you.
I'm running around and around.
I'm gonna find the phone.
Pick it up when I call.
You like when I'm talking to you.
Is it normal to be out in the rain?
I'm in the desert far to long to be sane.
I use my instinct.
You're faking a frown, wearing a wire, putting up walls
because we see through when you smile.
It's what we do to cope.
Oh somebody is cold and down and out.
This is no time for you to be alone.
So I'm gonna write to you.
I'm running around and around.
I'm gonna find the phone.
Pick it up when I call.
You like when I'm talking to you.
You think I'm gonna ruin you.
I wouldn't tell you if it were true.
And I feel weird even if this is normal for you.
It could be normal for me too.
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3. |
Better of Years
03:34
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Mixed vitamins and proteins really could help us out but do we wanna put ourselves through that much more.
It's been a while now since our high school but, thankfully, we've managed to keep in touch.
I see both of us let our bodies go. Oh well!
Don't lie, occasionally we wonder where the inspiration went, but then I can't be thinking thoughts like that so I change the subject.
I see cars and steam and trees and some poor people spending money and birds but, of coarse, none of this really matters because I have streaming.
We are now much further from the prime of our lives than we are to the better of years.
I'd like everything in my apartment to be dead if you could.
Have all plant life picked and all animals slaughtered before putting them inside my four pieces of shit.
That'd be great.
Oh it's not to late to see this through.
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5. |
Songs Played Backwards
03:39
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Hold that thought.
You've already got a bad look.
What's wrong?
You're not acting like you should.
Is this you, I see?
It reminds me of someone else thats not you.
This rush of glee, it's pleasing but, still, it's not you.
How is your sun?
Does it really shine down on you or could you be
struck with a demon?
Are you reading these words backward and thinking
"does it mean something that seems to be more sinister than we're making it to be?"
So what?
I kind of like the new you yet, I want you back.
Find me on the ground laughing.
What is your sound?
Does it ring?
Does it pound?
Was it lost?
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6. |
Feral Child
03:27
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Bring your pellets and guns.
I'm your feral child.
My hands are covered in a hundred scars.
If it's not well then put it down.
Caught a lamb.
Put it down.
Cut if off of oxygen.
I'll go to the ends of the world with you because I have to.
I'm your experiment.
I'll go twitching and drooling
Wanna cut it off and then put it back in.
Caught a lamb.
Put it down.
Cut if off of oxygen.
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Brookside
04:59
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Tall and crazy as she stands.
Brought packing big tools.
Arose, naked and in a pool.
Taught contradictions.
Crawl to reform.
So not up.
I lost a friend in Brookside
Can who figure it out behind this mess?
I've been here all day.
Might hurt you to fix your mess.
Pour it on in Brookside.
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8. |
The Last People Standing
03:30
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Flee the scene.
Police the globe.
Hopefully that's a dying breed.
I'm water soluble and they're electronic.
I'll hide in the sea.
The grid has enveloped every inch of the land.
I feel like a goldie but I didn't belong then, simple years.
Old music is in my ear.
I travel back.
I could be dancing and kicking a can into the gutter for fun.
It's simple and I like it here.
Wanna get the fuck out of town.
Technology has taken over.
Wanna put our phones down for some simple story time.
If we get lucky, we won't need them where we're going.
We will be the last people standing and living on our ideas.
And we'll be warmer with each other here.
There will be no one to run to and so I'm all she has.
Isn't that really sad?
So, would I dare you butt in.
If were stuck here, I picture it all gone.
Now what?
It's my time when the world has ended.
If were still here, the houses are all gone,
So what?
We'll go live in the wooded trees and bathe naked because we don't have nothing we don't need.
Naked!
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9. |
The Monster
04:16
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council seat.
prey on the fray.
feed on the blood.
the dead don't pity and we don't know.
We don't know our allegiance.
this took a turn so now I'm burned, so now you’re burned by hmmm...
(Scratches his head)
Well I don’t know.
Nobody really knows.
I know I must invite it in or else.
It’ll probably read my mind or put something in the water supply.
I know they must have killed my a hundred times.
Council seat, why does nobody speak up even though we have many times.
But it’ll still bleed on the feed
I’m never gonna catch it if I’m thinking like that and I think it’s already been caught.
and I think, to no affect.
But I also think, once upon a time I shat where I drank.
we couldn’t stand united if its made us divided and it might be the monster we made.
It might be the monster we made and it might be the monster that we made.
A woman and a game and a bunch of other distractions.
I see nothing but blood in the future but I don’t know
I don’t know my allegiance.
I know I’m the stupid product of indifference, prejudice.
Well, I don’t know.
No body really knows.
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