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THE END IS A VICIOUS THUG
Lying cheat backstabbing scum
itll look you in the eye –
keep you on the run from the trouble behind
past the crows the yellow sky
and the awful things that they symbolize
your reality to grasp --
youll have to use both hands
the end is a vicious thug
trying not to look like one
holding out from gravity
floating round my head and my sanity
clouds all jammed up against the sky
i wont let the summit reach so high
on a mountain crumbling soon
if it falls on me it'll fall on you too
i'm a mile down a boulevard
in a minor key with a cheap guitar
if futility exists
ill find out with every dead end i hit
I’ll find cover to sleep under
or a human side to rediscover
Used to hold my own self upright
I guess I'm overboard from that kind of life
So good night kind. Good night.
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Cadence
04:10
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The same hot spark that lit the stars
The real you shines and it lights the dark
Through tattoos tanlines and scars
You livewire / It's more than fire
From the same hot spark that lit the stars
And it's in you
BUT OUR CARS LOCKED / UNTIL WE DIE YEAH
I THOUGHT THE ENGINE OF US / WAS GONNA KEEP ON RUNNING
AS IF IT WAS STILL COMPLETE / AS IF IT WASN’T SO DEPLETED
OF ALL IT NEEDED / WE DIDN'T HAVE THE FUEL TO FEED IT DID WE?
on the momentum of a freefall jump
youre trying to spin it back up to the ledge youre from
what a constant struggle that's become
the battle switches / gets flipping in ya
It takes the baton away from you and runs / in your place, it does, it does
ALL THOSE MAIN / ROADS THEY LEAD ME
TO THE SAME PLACE / OVER AND OVER
SO I'VE BEEN MAKIN / A LOT OF "BACKROADS CHOICES"
HOPE YA TAKE ME HOME SOON
I THINK I'M LOSING SOMETHING
Out Here
your chest it holds a trembling heart
your deepest buried body part
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the cadence of a thousand different drums
keeps us marchin on like the ants do
just like the ants do
let it bleed into another day
the dreamer on display is getting tired
gettin so tired
glowing broken filament won't do
you can't hold onto light from a past use
light from a past you
just present your polished picture as the truth
stay in those shoes as long as you can, man
if that strong cologne still smells alright to you
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3. |
Ongoing Sleep
03:06
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it's just fear reflecting in / these rising tides / she's wearin that fixed smile like a synchronized swimmer / with legs kickin so hard beneath her
next thing you know youre clinging to the girl /
of your darker dreams like you're / sleeping the ongoing sleep
(Now we're still sleeping the ongoing sleep, aren't we?)
we burn a funny fuse / you and me / we're all in harmony / with the universe's black holes
we were sailing then / and you loved me / til you found you couldnt keep / your cigarette lit at sea
(Now we're still sleeping the ongoing sleep, aren't we?)
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High
03:42
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Romeo and Juliet weren't that tragic until the end
Can't a normal couple skip that fate?
Love is supposed to be impossible
Your fear should always feel more full
But this ain't just me, it's something else
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I had the nerve to hold a flower out / You had the nerve to take it
Just keep sending smiles my way / I'll be high for a lifetime
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I can feel it in my teeth, and it tastes so sharp & sweet
It's like a bullet from a candy gun
Love's supposed to feel unclear, packaged up with doubt and fear
But this ain't just me, it's something else
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I had the nerve to hold a flower out / You had the nerve to take it
Just keep sending smiles my way / I'll be high for a lifetime
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To the real world yet to be seen, please be blue and green like the one I got used to
Any common hurt in our eyes suddenly subsides when you look at mine
All day all night
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Grown Man
03:13
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She says don't say a word please leave that
To the birds who sing above
Don't drown the beauty trying to mend what's cracked
Echoes of your drifts off-track have said enough
ya touched that little part of my heart
touched that little part of my heart
I'M A GROWN MAN IF THAT MEANS IVE GROWN OUTTA MY CLOTHES
Yeah yeah, you can live
THE VITRIOLIC LIFE BUT IN THE END YOU'LL PLAY IT OUT ON YOUR OWN
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
i've seen you stay and lay so lifeless
it's like you're painted on the sheets
those old emotions aren't computing
guess we were wired to quit so hard and suddenly
lit that little part of my heart
shoot some glowing parts through the dark
IF YA KISS ME YOU KISS THE JAGGED EDGE OF SOME GLASS
just LEAN ON ME AND I'LL LET YOUR SEARCH FOR DIRECTION COLLAPSE
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Why Be Yourself?
04:55
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On your conveyor belt
With the question marks
The truth set free
The worst cynic inside of me
I wanted your gravity
To stop for me
Ooooo maybe I could fly
If your nature could be redefined
PATH LAID BY A DIFFERENT GUIDING HAND
WAITING FOR ITS NERVELESS GRIP TO PASS
We'll all grow toward the sun
From our flower beds
Pushing to new life
Above the dirty earth we rise
But your idea of what's right
Can be an ugly thing,
Can strip humanity
Away from anyone you see
PATH LAID BY A DIFFERENT GUIDING HAND
PATH LAID BY A DIFFERENT GUIDING HAND
WAITING FOR ITS NERVELESS GRIP TO PASS
WAITING FOR ITS NERVELESS GRIP TO PASS
youve been haunted all your life
but you befriend the ghosts that
dont even try to hide their darkness, that can be charmin i guess
the truth set free a
parasite of doubt inside ya
i wish you'd it FLUSH IT OUT
WHY BE YOURSELF
WHEN YOU COULD BE COLUMBO?
AND GET TO THE BOTTOM OF IT ALL
LOOK WHAT YOUR MIND CAN DO
MAKE DESTINY ALL ABOUT YOU
AND THE FORTUNE YOU'RE ENTITLED TO, right?
youre not so sure what you believe in
you boil it down this
if there's a god, he should be doing tricks....right?
and hey is that a music clef tattoo?
wow you must really love music, damn
do ya like my band? no?
WHY BE YOURSELF
WHEN YOU CAN BE A CRITIC
AND BLESS THE WORLD WITH CYNICISM
A FUTURE UNMANNED
OUT IN THE MOVING SEA
I'LL BE WHERE THE WAVES CARRY ME
*tattoo joke was lifted almost word for word from @fart's twitter feed so apologies in advance for the admitted plagiarism*
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Disappearing Gold
03:20
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By design, this commitment is a growing vine
And we're intertwined
Don't let it strangle you, keep climbing
I just hope my fingertips commit to the grip
Is it disappearing gold?
Is it disappearing gold?
Is it disappearing gold?
She has felt the warm tear frequent on her face
That spastic heart's only discharge
til then there was something extra in her every move
was it disappearing gold?
was it disappearing gold?
was it disappearing gold?
yea, it's too much now, i see that same skin it WONT be worn AGAIN
we'll only freak out when that realization gets weird within
Then each thoughts changing like a damn lizard
on new backgrounds
and grieving she did sing
was it disappearing gold
was it disappearing gold
Now I'm all right with no sign of a sign in sight
Just remain close-by to whatever embers will keep your fire
Keep your fire.
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Helium
03:16
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Souls gone astray
Say home is only a home away
when your eyes realign
with mine we'll get some quiet time
when your eyes
realign with mine
happiness is bound to helium
here in the balloon we're puttin up
the dates and destinations didn't work
the dates and destinations never work
they tend to play
on the fluke of a ricochet
this city felt so new
with something extra in her every move
now gravity is opposing you
the city stands so tall that i can see //
how useless all those buildings are to me
the dates and destinations didn't work
the dates and destinations didn't work
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9. |
Airwave Static AM Fuzz
03:32
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Orbits spilled over, solar systems tilted
The confused center of gravity trying to correct it
The jagged edge of the chisel that made me
Left some inner workings ugly
Comfort's a trap, it clamps and leaves you crippled
Airwave static AM fuzz
It fills my lungs
Always buzzing in my ears
Dead words pulling on my tongue
You wanna call home and you know just how to do it
By kissing the chaos that always seems to find us here
We planned to write the books we promised
Pages dug out of our pockets
We were a pair who dared to diss the duchess
Now i wonder what your heart
Has been up to
Squiggles beeping by a bed
Or has a new love fluttered on through
The airwave static and the AM fuzz?
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10. |
No Ceremony
03:02
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I keep whatever falls from the tree
Cuz I can't reach what's evergreen
Bound to the ground and waiting
The passion highs eventually / convert to harsh reality / you fall you feed the gravity
And I always fall the same
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While Tryin to regain momentum
I'm so full of best intentions
But they'll pan down and show I'm standing
On sand that's soft and loose and sinking
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Have I ever lived without you? / no you weren’t always painted blue / you just ran outta colors to use
Dusty with the ash of nebraska tobacco on my hands / been workin my fingers black
But ill never be your home
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I'm just a pile of brick n concrete
Yes I'm aware of the graffiti
That you left when you were with me
Defaced unceremoniously
With no ceremony at all...
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11. |
Like a Human Being
03:43
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Aimless drives cost a lot of money
Chasing things we’re not meant to catch
Destination safe and happy
Must be further up ahead
Feeling more like a human being
body shakin til it numbs its fears
If I'm blind or if it's lightless
won't see anything wrong if no rope appears to lift me out
i know that old darkness will someday clear (yes it will)
Fallen fruits kill their roots in forming
If this tree falls in the forest now
And no philosophers are there to hear it
Well I guess the back woods will have yet another tree down
it'll probably rot like most everything back into the ground
Kids are still gonna make their own way
rebels still lookin for a cause
love with meet them with an open toolbox
pair of pliars with the open jaws
gonna clamp onto you and keep you from falling
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