1. |
1.14
01:54
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2. |
a-way
03:32
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Run, don't walk away
just leave me alone
I don’t want you to stay
you’ve had your fun so have I
just go and live, I’ll stay and die
Away into your heart
a way into your heart
there's never been
Run, don’t walk away
Just leave me alone
I don’t want you to stay
You’ve had your fun, so have I
Just go and live, I’ll stay and die
A way into your heart
Away into your heart
Away into your heart
A way into your heart
There's never been
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3. |
concrete
02:43
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4. |
just a lifetime
04:30
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Wake up and drown out the noises
realize I just make more myself
Scrutinize over all of life’s questions
and I noticed I’m just asking myself
Practice speaking well with strangers
1 hr in front of a mirror
Promise to take shorter showers
and to remember to pay my bills
What the hell am I waiting for
Where the hell does this amusement ride go
If there’s a hell did they reserve me a seat
How do I know the shoe fits if I haven’t put it on my feet
Make lists of things that I need
and then lose them on the way to the store
Invite people to my apartment
forgetting the whole time what for
Registering to vote made me feel good
voting’s just not all that fun
Bob Dylan used to write songs with feeling
now he coughs into a mic and he’s done
What the hell am I still here for
When light bulbs burn out where does the energy go
If Boca burgers are vegan, why do they look like meat
If paupers become princes, why are there still princes living in the street
Wonder why I feel all alone
could have something to do with not fitting in
Used to be afraid of dying
never mind I guess I still am
If money is the root of all evil
what kind of tree would evil be
If 21 is different than 20
why does the year feel the same to me
Life goes on like a spinning dial
meanwhile I sit and stare at the nearest tile
People wail and children smile
wondering how many stars are in the sky
It’s just one those days
it’s just one of those days
it’s just one of those years
it’s just a lifetime
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5. |
little flame
03:37
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In a world so cold, you’re the only heat I know
In a world so cruel, you’re the loveliest thing I know
da da da da dada da da da da dada da
In a world so dark, you’re the only light I know
Just keep shining on, shine on little flame
da da da da dada da da shine on little flame
In a world so cold, you’re the only warmth I know
In a world so dark, you’re the only flame I see
In a world so devoid of love, you’re the only heart I know
Shine on little flame, shine on little flame
da da da da dada da da shine on little flame
Shine on little flame, shine on little flame
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6. |
continuum
02:01
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7. |
too close
05:47
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I am not easy to reign in
but it’s hard to ignore you
when I’m touching your skin
but I shouldn’t have come here tonight
the voice in my head tells me it’s not right
Don’t threaten me with spending the night
Just leave. Just leave
My mind keeps telling me, just leave
Trust me I’m no better at this myself
My bed’s been empty for months on end
you’re quite the opposite I can tell
And anyway I’m destined
to the life of a philosopher
A messy bed, a mind apart
and dying alone with a cross on my heart
Just leave, I am begging just let me go
Just leave. Trust me
I’m much better off on my own
But your blocking the door so to speak
seducing me with distraction after distraction
I can’t ignore what I feel inside
but you know this is unorthodox attraction
I need to, I want to be alone. Please let me go
Trust me I’m better off alone
Yours will be an easy life
mine will be nothing at all
You’ll have kids and a pretty wife
leave that ring in that box
Save your sentiments like your money
I’ve come way too far
Listen I am wrong for you
Listen this is wrong for me
Listen I am wrong for you
Listen this is wrong for me yeah
Listen I am wrong for you
And listen this is wrong for me
Just leave. Just leave
Trust me, I’m better off alone
We’re better off
Just leave
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8. |
homeless
06:54
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Momma’s working, daddy’s long gone
brother’s run off again, I am all I own
Been sleeping in the family van every night
Through rusty eyes momma tries
to say everything will be fine
but sometimes I think I know she’s wrong
Keep telling myself that we're better off
we're better off together in hell than to ever be
don’t wanna ever be alone
Justine stared out the window onto the streets
got a lot on her mind
Found out years later that her mother had died
And though mother despised her
Justine rather she were alive
She’d rather be hated than be alone to face life
Scrambling for her dollars, dollars to pay the bills
And child support from her daughter’s father
though she knows he never will
She keeps telling herself that she’s better off
better off together in hell than to ever be
don’t wanna ever be alone
No one should ever be alone
I ain’t called nothing, and we got no home
We just keep stretching
like the thin skin over our bones
but we’ve got each other at least for now
Tried to tell me the doctors lied when they
told you what the heroin gave
And though you apologize, I feel alive
Sometimes things are okay, when I am with you
You telling yourself that we're better off
you’re better off, together in hell than to ever be
don’t wanna ever be
Yeah, you keep telling yourself
telling yourself that we’re better off
you’re better off, together in hell than to ever be alone
Time ain’t working, lover's long gone
Twist this cigarette into my arm
I am all alone
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9. |
harvest
02:31
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Where did you go, my old friend
Thought that I knew you well, what did I know
What did I know
Life is a season, it comes and goes in ways
Where did you go, my old friend
Thought that I knew you well, what did I know
What did I, no
Life is a season
it comes and goes in waves
Love is a harvest
sometimes it all goes to waste
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10. |
truce
03:13
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I try my best to keep this going
I try my best to keep this going
To pieces, to pieces
to pieces, to pieces
I thought that we were friends
but I’ve never been mentioned
And after all your transgressions
your liberties you take with me
Am I nothing but a white rag for you to bleed on
Am I nothing but a white rag for you to bleed on
I tried my best to keep this going
I try my best to keep things going
To pieces, to pieces
to pieces, to pieces
And it’s convenient how you forgot what to say
And it’s convenient, I’m sure it’s a coincidence
that you didn’t answer me
I had my best intentions
that we should forget about
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11. |
way into heaven
04:27
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outside it's dark and cloudy since i chased the sun away
inside there's no use burying me and some'd argue i'm already dead
for who i was and who i ain't the sun is always a'shining
for what it's worth to another fool, i think i lost my way into heaven
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12. |
abandoned sleep
03:09
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no you cannot follow me, do you've any idea how far along i've come
no longer crying out into the night
i am beheld to your ghost
it's night now so you'd better leave, i've insomnia enough without you
tugging at my sleeve. leave.
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13. |
asshole
03:30
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Broken keys
sick in bed
6 o’clock on a weekend
on your front porch
share the lighter
should be asleep
but I think I’ll lie here
Stupid dog
pissed on the sheets
throw them out
you’ve got the money
texting your friends
damn I enjoy this convo
My headache’s back
bottled water
We could be so much than
smoke buddies
Smoke buddies
We could be so much more
smoke buddies
Smoke buddies on the corner
We could be so much more than
smoke buddies
Smoke buddies
Liquor store
open late
you changed your brands
because they’re cheaper
If I perhaps, forgot my gloves
If I were wounded, broken leg
Better excuses, longer stays
I would be so much more than
smoke buddies
Smoke buddies
We could be so much more than
smoke buddies
Smoke buddies on your porch
We could be so much more than
smoke buddies
Smoke buddies but I don’t
We could be so much more than
We could be so much more then
I wish you weren’t an asshole
I wish that you weren’t an asshole
Imagine what that could be like
I wish that you weren’t an asshole
I wish that you weren’t an asshole
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14. |
lament
02:24
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15. |
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There's cobwebs on the ears
of all the listeners as they sit
they’re not sure about being saved
cos they don’t think that they’ve sinned
and the priest stands upon his pulpit
not listening to a word he says
he’s just happy that his job's so easy
he can pay off all his debts
Heaven sent
He must think I’m pretty thick
Awhile back there was a boy
with eyes of aquamarine
didn’t get out that much
He was the handsomest I’d ever seen
But when he saw me with another man
His eyes turned flaming green
When I explained that we were just friends
he said “I seen what I seen” and he got mean
He must think I’m pretty thick
Won a free trip to Los Angeles
the city of fallen prunes
Sure as hell is falling apart
with all the quakes shaking all the rooms
more in debt with every penny I get
but hey I got plenty to lose
homeless people saying give me a dime
while shifting in their brand new shoes
Hollywood blues
They must think I’m pretty thick
I found your arrows in my chest and thorns in my toes
Went to your house to give them back
but no answer said you weren’t home
so up your pipes I did climb
to your room and what did I see
there was you with your poison darts
and you were pointing them right at me
Ain’t that sweet
You must think I’m pretty thick
Years down along the road
maybe a few maybe never
people will all gather around
to the spot of my last endeavor
You’ll raise your hands and say woo-wee
let’s cut her while she’s still fresh
I’m telling you now cos by then I’ll be dead
you ain’t taking my heart out of my chest
But I digress
Everyone must think I’m thick
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16. |
a question
03:16
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Wait where you heading, I just got here myself
and I've been watching you like the weather
Wait don’t go, I just got here myself
and I’ve been watching you like the weather
Don’t go changing
Wait where you going, I just got here myself
and I’ve been watching you like the weather
Down to it I’ll get
Wait where you heading, I just got here myself
and I’ve been watching you like the weather
Wait where you going, I just got here
and I’ve been watching you like the weather
Don’t go changing
I can face this storm heading my way
and I’ll get down to it
I’ll get down to it
Down to it, I’ll get
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17. |
rays of harm
05:13
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18. |
bullshit
05:31
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I am tired of singing songs about you
I am on fire, and not from burning desire
I’m stupid not sober, I’m making up excuses
it is 3 o’clock and I’m late for work
I’m tired of singing about you, you’re a jerk
Master debater, I’ve got no room for comfort
I’m broken and staring at all the girls in the room
With all their hot looks, I guess you probably use them
always like folders you’ve got such deep pockets
And I’m staring now at the linoleum floor
I’ve got much better things to do
I know somewhere you’re lying in a bed of needles
but you’re not bleeding yet
I am tired of singing songs about you
I’ve got this problem and you just make it worse
I’ve got excuses up my ass around the corner
You’ve got excuses and they are always older
And it’s alright I can do it myself,
I don’t need you to make fun of myself
all I have to do is just step outside
I’m so self-sufficient
Bullshit
Bullshit
And it’s so fucked up, the way I’m sitting here
writing about you because you disappeared
from my table and the bed were we used to make
plans that we never thought we’d make
And the salamander is changing into a newt
underwater in the bathtub soup
I’ve got these silk pajamas, I rub myself down
you won’t ever see how good
they look on this clown
Bullshit
Bullshit
I made this up as I was getting done throwing up
I thought that it sounded clever, but I was still messed up
I’m still late for the work I hate to do
and you are still late for your monthly visitor
And I wish I could be there, when you see his face
and realize it’s not what you wanted
I hope he treats you better than I did
Hope that he's got money
Wish that I did
Bullshit
Bullshit
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19. |
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If you would’ve had jumped in
I would have let you drown
I’m overflowing with sympathy
I’m sick and tired
and I try counting on someone
else to bring me round
but you seem so certain
sometimes I don’t know
if I can take it anymore
Yes I am broken
I’m no better off than you
but you seem to think you’ve got the answers
and I’m on the brink of giving up
of giving up, of giving up, of giving up
What’s so goddamn important
you forgot your friends
I think it’s time for you to find another way
And I’m sorry this didn’t turn out to be
the escape plan you thought it was
And you’ll never say you’re sorry
and that’s all I ever ask
And I’m giving up
I’m giving up, I’m giving up
Count your blessing or count your losses
Count your friends or count the tosses
of the coins in the fountain
You’ll never find what you want
I hope you’ll never find what you want
I hope you never find what you want
I hope you never find what you want
I hope you’re happy
I hope you never find it
I hope you never find it
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20. |
the sea
05:13
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And you are like the sea
you’re constantly coming and going
I greet them all farewell
I greet you with farewell hello
It’s better I should say adieu
better I should say adieu
Than to risk coming off as
too optimistic about you
Than to risk coming off like
I know what you’ll do, but I do. But I do
My great love is the sea, it always...
You offer me peace of mind
you offer me a fine designed
but I can’t hold you
You let me sit stretched at your feet
you let me spend the day along the shore
But all that I want to do is be immersed in you
But oh you turn away
All you do is turn and wave
And I’m left here cold alone
and restlessly watching you
Yes I’m here alone cold
restlessly watching you
I wanted to keep you for my own
I wanted to make you my home, but you…
I thought I’d find some kind of friend
to help me see it through the end
but you’re too silent
And I’m left here lonely alone
restlessly watching you
I’m stretched out at your feet
but you don’t look down on me
I’m stretched out at your feet
but you don’t look down on me
You’re wrong
You’re wrong
You’re wrong
You’re wrong for me
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21. |
my worst
03:17
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Isn’t it like me to mare my blessings
tore all I’ve ever gotten
try and repair
Isn’t it like me to run off my mouth again
saying such stupid shit
never meant to hurt you
Isn’t it like me to keep my hands off
I’m giving my pain whatever it wants too
Isn’t it like me to close my eyes and just
let the dark roll off my hands as I worry
Used to feel something now nothing feels as good
Used to feel something but nothing feels as good
Isn’t it like me push you far away
isn’t it like me to love what I’ve never seen
Used to feel something but nothing feels as good
Come round see what I’ve done with my heart
Come round see what I’ve done to my heart
Come and see what I’ve done to my heart
Come round see what I’ve done to my heart
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22. |
asters
04:49
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I was 17, he was 22
And he needed me
What’s a poor girl supposed to do
His hands were strong
but his eyes were wild
And I knew it was wrong
I knew it was wrong
He needed me
I could see it in his eyes
Yeah he needed me
he needed my thighs
And I look to you
as you look away
I loved that man until today
And I see you with him
You see me
Big grin on your face
cos you've taken my place
And he’ll die by your hand
as many good men have before
Yeah he’ll die by your hand
like many good men before
Everyone wants to know
where did all the good people go
Well they’re all down there
6 feet below
And my heart in my hand
oh I cross this barren land
Alone in my fate
I’m a walking grave
I’m a walking grave
I’m a walking grave
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23. |
knock at the door
01:04
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