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Raccoons; Bears
04:47
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I've been higher than I want to go.
When I notice the difference is when I'll truly know
The bleaker the tint
the better friction against the grain i feel
There are truths in this world we must learn.
Tell my brother it's useless to drink and wait your turn.
and smarter he will be
for all the fucking up I'm not done doing.
Do yourself a favor and forget my name
I'm sure that I will do the same
constructing and directing such and intricate display
how could anyone live that way.
I was hoping waiting and wishing
that when i woke up she'd be sleeping with the fishes
I was hoping waiting and wishing
that when I woke up she'd be sleeping with the fishes
and not another man
I could not stand
not another man
you have no idea whats good for me
neither do your fucked up friend who got nothing nice to say
bring it back to me
this worlds not fit for living this worlds nit fit for living anymore.
speak to each other like when your sleeping in bed
leave bashfulness and shame out of it
I just need texture i just need peacefulness to win.
I got nothing you all don't have.
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Sunglasses
03:56
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Cheap thrills
higher meaning on how we feel
i do not think of expectations
but not like you you're not here.
Humidity
you know that it affects me
but I wont complain
we all got that extra weight.
you can only see me with your sunglasses on
(sunglasses)
fort superior
lighting candles in a daydream
to peal back these shadows
cast like judgement on yourself
but you can only see me with your sunglasses on
no im not gonna say
which road you should take =
but can we please
get on with the moving
the slippery pens
across the books that you fill in
the sun across the sky
the moon fills in the space into the night
you can only see me with your sunglasses on
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Morning Blue
04:08
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I’m filling the lines scratched through your walls
Trying to see, how we’ve grown through the nights
You say we’re just an inch away
From being old and in the way
I’m filling the holes caught in your floors
Trying to see how you’ve always got away
What’s the worry if we’re leaving
What’s the trouble being late.
All we try to make you smile out to the morning
Tell me how it feels sleeping on your side
Roll over, face down in the dirt, with the pesticides
And I’m not saying that we’re all filthy pigs
I’m no prince charming, but you just fell for it
All we try to make you smile out through the morning
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4. |
Generation Retrograde
05:35
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There’s a wasteland no picture, just words on a page
That teachers would tempt, from going insane
We gave back the ol’ gift of formidable pain
You wanted something different, you wanted me to change for you
While the speakers told of love, and how it could be made
No one told the dancers, the floor wasn’t safe.
The bar, he said nothing but his boot kicked us out
To the corner where T.S. sits, laughing about the youth.
Leave me out stranded, beaten just for good.
On these long island streets, I’d never seen before
The end of a story, that’s really just a joke
Cuz I spit back my teeth, underneath your own feet
Just for you.
I almost choked on that damn mint
With my head down counting one’s and two
She must believe in sin
Ever since I jumped down that hole with you.
It could be the different shapes of glass
That makes us pretend with what we have
Until there’s a past to flick away like ash
A new smoke seems worth the drag.
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5. |
Speakeasy
04:59
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Speaking can be so easy when you know what to say
I spent years picking it up putting it away
and if we started out like this
trying so hard to be optimists
we would never change
since whens emotion only baggage
take your style points take your indifference
I'm forgetting about the ins and outs
the video plays their screaming out
but I cant hear a sound
dont try to act like your not selling us out
dont act like thats what your all about
there's too many reasons
I'm freezing
what for
do you remember
that feeling
we were working on
its called being young
its called being young
I cant help it I'm a sucker I'm a cynic life's a joke
You wouldn't be useful if it wasn't for the people that you know
Kill the silence, nobility never stood for a noble cause
this is my country music, but you can call it whatever you want
there"s too many reasons
I'm freezing what for
do you remember
that feeling
we were working on
there's too many reasons
I'm freezing
what for
do you remember that feeling we were working on
its called being young
its called being young
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July 4th
05:09
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Heaven isn't sent
it's earned by those who went
so lets hope we go
lets hope were not shallow
is it true
your judged by what you do
is that what makes a man
is it out of his hands
your not the same
as you used to be
and it shows, your soul is hollow
you will always regret
loosing out to a man
who is way less talented
all we are
is always just human
its always just foolish
all we are
is always just human
its always to blame
you are not the same
as you used to be
and it shows
your soul is hollow
you will always regret
loosing out to a man
who is way less talented
I didn't send for you in fact
when everything was ok
you were only hoping for the best
you were only hoping for the best
dont ever change
dont ever change
and the world is on my tail
dont ever change
dont ever change
and the world is on my tail
you are not the same
as you used to be
and it shows
your soul is hollow
you will always regret
loosing out to a man
who is way less talented.
dont ever change dont ever change dont ever change dont ever change dont ever change dont ever change dont ever change dont ever change dont ever change dont ever change.....
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If I were God, I’d quit
No more how coulds or what ifs
And just leave it to you
Some other fool
Pretend I’m a different man
Hit the streets like a common hand
But I won’t learn from you and earn every bruise
Patience was the plan.
Heard a boy recite his father’s life
Made me thing of what’s yours and what’s mine
But I missed what he said
On a life just dead.
Does it soothe to know that there’s no pain
That the wrath just missed daddy’s brain
Just tell them, “stay brave and live just the same”
Teaching beyond a grade
I don’t love you like I should.
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