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is it worth it?
01:15
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Sometimes I write to fill my heart
Every time I do, it all drains out
Sometimes I walk on broken glass
Every time I do, it doesn't last
Sometimes I blow up balloons
Every time I do, they pop - just like you
Sometimes I chase the life I want
And I ask myself, is it worth it?
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2. |
let's go someplace nice
02:53
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I’m twenty years old now
Shit, wait, I’m twenty-one
God, oh man, how used to be so young
I’m going back home tonight
Shit, wait, the other home
God, oh man, how we used to have one home
And we’re going someplace nice
Together
We’re going someplace nice
With perfect weather
And we’ll go someplace nice
Whenever, forever
Let’s go someplace nice
I’m sure sleeping mighty tight
Shit, no wait, I mean ‘til six at night
God, oh man, how we used to see sunlight
I watch your eyes on me
Shit, no wait, it’s those legs I see
God, oh man, how they stretch on endlessly
As we’re going someplace nice
Together
As we’re going someplace nice
With perfect weather
And we’ll go someplace nice
Whenever, forever
Let’s go someplace
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3. |
vicarious me
03:05
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I’ve been a vegetable
Since you left
And I skipped the spectacle
Of new friends
I live with electricals
And physics
And I miss the pedestal
Where you sit
I know I don’t care for vicarious me
But I don’t like me, you’re who I’d much rather be
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4. |
suburban plea
02:51
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No more worryin’ ‘bout plans this afternoon
No more seein’ myself through pictures taken by you
We’re all just long-lost nephews, hungry and beggin’ for food
No more thinkin’ I’m special, I’m just another shithead to sue
My identity means nothing, so why do I seem to care?
My identity means nothing, so why don’t I pick a more interesting one?
A more lively one
A more interesting one
One I want to be
I think I’m gonna be like, I’m gonna speak like actors in the Western movies
I think I’m gonna drink like, then I’m gonna fight like actors in the Western movies
I think I’m gonna giddy-up, then I’m gonna ante-up just like in the Western movies
I think I’m gonna draw my gun, I’m gonna duel someone like in the Western movies
No one’s gonna bother me much anymore
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5. |
broken glass
03:30
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I’m resting my head on broken glass
The bleeding is surely gonna last
And as I lay with grace, I like my current place
I bleed with a smile on my face
Writing to stop the bloody sting
but singing, it doesn’t mean a thing
Relief from the pain - a blade against the grain
No blood flowing to the brain
My future is sort of like snow
I sit back and watch it all go
This life is all I’ve known, I cast a broken bone
As the glass, turns my head to stone
The people who tell me what to do
They seem like they haven’t got a clue
and over me they stand, try to lend a helping hand
I laugh and start another band
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6. |
anagrams
03:59
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Everyday we speak the same
Everyday we think the same
Everyday we flock the same
Everyday we go insane
Today I need to do something different
But nothing new
So I write anagrams on my forehead
Rearrange my thoughts
And stay the same
Everyday we act the same
Everyday we dream the same
Everyday we seem the same
Everyday we stay insane
Anode deity do to meshing to referred tin
Buttoning when
Wise trio a mangos ran frayed home
Enrage rare sought myth
Ad antsy sea them
It’s the only way for me to change
It’s the only way for me to stay the same
Everyday we’ll change the same
Everyday we’ll change our name
Everyday we’ll ignore the pain
Everyday will be insane
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7. |
cold goodbye
01:50
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I can’t support my head
So it drags on the ground
Collecting dust
I’m tryna clean it out
And from this view
I can’t see much at all
So I rest my head
And wait for you
Good morning, sleep tight
Close your curtains - sleep away the daylight
I need a new world
Where things can change
‘Cause the thoughts I give
Are all the same
And it feels so good
When you cut my head off
No thoughts at all
No thoughts at all
Good morning, sleep tight
Close your curtains - sleep away the daylight
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9. |
walkin' the gals
02:37
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I’d like to walk you home
Tonight, we’ll be alone
Oh, what a bad idea that is
I prefer to walk alone with gals
And tell them everything
Two bright faces in the crowd
Believe in comforting themselves
Would you care to walk with me?
I do hate saying please
But it’s late and sure scary out there
I prefer to walk alone with gals
And tell them everything
Two bright faces in the crowd
Believe in comforting themselves
I know that walkin’ with gals alone just isn’t smart
But it keeps me aware that some things are miraculous
And I know walking home with you might activate my heart
But I prefer to walk alone and tell gals everything
Yes, I know it’s my fault when things don’t turn out as they should
Still: I think and I am, Descartes would be so proud of me
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10. |
already famous
03:16
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We’re all as broken as can be
I say we ‘cause I know there’s more of me
But we’re already famous
‘Cause God’s got warning signs of us
Yeah, we’re already famous
‘Cause Satan’s got monuments of us
For every afternoon
Forever aftermath
For every afterthought
Forever after words
We’re already famous
The local sheriff recognizes us
For every afternoon
Forever aftermath
For every afterthought
Forever after words
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11. |
my brother
01:57
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My brother worked all day
But I only see him partying
That’s what I wanna see
Brother, believe me
My brother feels good tonight
But I only ever see him late at night
That’s what I wanna see
Brother, comfort me
Am I more like you than you are me?
Does your heart weep as peacefully as I do?
My brother feels good tonight
But I only ever see him late at night
That’s what I wanna see
Brother, please
My brother est mon ami
Il est mon autre reflexion
That’s French honey
So won’t you come to me?
Am I more like you than you are me?
Does your heart weep as peacefully as I do?
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12. |
fishing
02:45
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Let’s go fishing for trout today
Drop these words we’re waiting to display
And say:
“It’s the weekend!
So let’s take our gun-shaped hands
Off our heads
And wrap them around fishing poles”
Let’s go fishing for compliments
Comb our hair and think we’re better yet
And let’’s
Forget your she
There’s plenty other fish in the sea
Waiting to swim to you
You just need the right bait
Yeah, you do
Don’t go fishing with people that you hate
It’s always best to isolate
The better things in life
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13. |
bullets for brains
04:04
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No sleep in your dreams
But the night breaks so so so subtly
Do you see
White fences cracked alongside sidewalks
With children's chalk
Outlining sorry saps with empty thoughts
And bullets for brains
Does this make me insane?
Moan, if need be scream
Endearing lust waits so so so silently
Can it be?
My propensities alongside sidewalks
Replace children’s chalk
And sorry sap thoughts
I got bullets for brains
Does this make me insane?
Or just plain crazy?
Rambling sideways with
Thoughts of sidewalks alongside me
Just lying there helplessly, thoughtlessly thinking
Laughing, smiling
Dreaming
Of you
And of this city I’ve run to
Where the building rise higher
But are heavier still
And sinking
And sinking
And this city keeps drinking
From bomb threats in bathroom stalls
To gunshots orbiting city hall
This plea has only grown stronger now that I live within its spell
Yet my neighbors say hi to me now
And it seems honest and proud
And the music stays loud
But the sirens stay louder and prouder
Protecting and serving these littered streets
Is this the city plea?
To keep the dream, despite what you see?
To continue to believe as you bleed?
And is this place really
where I’m meant to be?
And is this place really
Where I long to be?
I don’t know
Maybe
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14. |
where i long to be
00:44
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I know we built ourselves a concrete wall
And I know it takes a lot more to fall
I know I don’t need you to breathe
But that place right between your arms
Is where I long to be
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15. |
is
01:13
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16. |
where i belong
01:33
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I know I can barely play guitar
And honey, I cannot sing at all
I know my presence isn’t strong
But I’m gonna keep writing music
It’s just where I belong
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Sometimes I fall on my face
And every time I do
I will thank you
Sometimes I watch the sea waves breaks
And every time I do
I will see you
Sometimes I follow you in the cold
And every time I do
I will stay warm inside you
Sometimes I notice you gettin’ old
And I’ll ask you, my darling
“Was it worth it?”
But I know you know that I know
Everything is always worth it
As long as you’re not too proud
As long as you’re not too loud
Everything is always worth it!
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