1. |
Waiting
01:58
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waiting on another line
pace around again just fine
wouldn’t want another life
easy doesn’t happen now
keep it more than just around
tryna show it to myself
i don’t know what’s what I want
and on and on
how could it happen without the fire lit?
slip through the stagnance, cesspool of the abyss
another higher, unreplicated bliss
seeps through the cracks in the dam that made it this
have another when you get bad
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2. |
Hold Out
01:34
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if rent was cheap, and bills weren’t late,
it’d give me no problem if out of the way
if I got home, and ending days didn’t feel like a time bomb,
I’d have it made
can I have peace inside my brain?
all I want is to work hard,
you know what I’m saying
embarrassing to have to beg, but if i could just hold out,
would anything pay?
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3. |
Knocked
01:20
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I’ll wait
forever never comes and ashamed, knocked out, i’m looking forward
well the years roll by without a pause and the bulb’s burned out in lamps forgot it alone
got it alone
got it
at home enough to get too comfortable with you, I found a darker side was
terrible
invert what we had built, you’ll see the deeper haunts come out. it’s not their fault with nowhere to go
got it alone. been building up pressure to blow
got it alone
got it alone
bottle shook up, wait for the foam
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4. |
Knew
01:20
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don’t even know who I knew
never could follow it through - it’s sad though
was never asking for you
didn’t try - fell into my lap though
I should know what to expect;
know how you deal in situations floating away from the wreck
set adrift, no course and low on patience
I wanna drive into the side
arms feeling limp, chest feeling tight
out of my life, edge of the knife
panic sets in just right on time
I wonder, what was your plan?
blow it off, short term will never make it something to hold in your hand
let it go to feel it sinking in
I wasn’t asking for you
right now is all I can do
don’t even know who I knew
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5. |
Wash
01:43
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is it a given that I should expect a wash?
on one hand, the other, opportunity lost
I’m begging, beginning to feel purposeful yet
alliance, all red tape, not what I want from this
and what could be better?
aim is true, and I’m the pin
watch you inch closer and waiting for it
don’t believe in curses or predeterminate
but when there’s a pattern, cannot unsee that shit
my heart is a raceway, my head’s a garbage dump
I’ll climb the top with you, I’ll give you what you want
my heart is a raceway, my head’s a garbage dump
I’ll climb the top with you, it’d be a lot of fun
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6. |
Fog
01:57
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the right time to unwind
yeah, that’s fine - paralyzed
can’t decide, comes the night
stretched out, or keep it tight
can’t take my eye off of
so awful and open wide
when light feels like a trap,
teeth bared and canonized
so what’s the point? and what’s the deal?
it doesn’t matter, nothing really matters at all
I know I would go home if I knew where it was for sure
if i knew what it was
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7. |
Rally
01:40
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saw you at the rally, didn’t know what to say
caught me in no hurry like any other day
saw you at the rally. been wondering why
caught me with my head up, but you know I can’t lie
now I wait to get out of this, to get out of here
handed you all I had to give, couldn’t let it sit
keeping it distant, possible to miss
saw you at the rally
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8. |
True
01:19
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9. |
Wandering
01:01
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wondering, wandering, i won’t respond again
won’t say another word
on again, off again, coming back off of it
petty at your worst
waking up wanting to close eyes in solitude
choking out my dreams
shipwrecked me, merciless
know what i’ve learned from this
is something it don’t seem
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10. |
Go Without
02:38
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what will you do when you find out what they’ve done
I wouldn’t blame you for a wild reaction
where is some love, where’s an empathetic vibe?
truly a wonder that you’re keeping yourself alive
I know you know
the more I hear the less I wanna go
left without choice
rather lie down, but now I’m here
I’m facing toward my fear
and I will spill until my words give out
and damn me if you go without
worked hard too long to let this make my walk limp;
unbelievable just how simply I took the lick
I want it back but I know it is long gone
don’t want it back the way it was really, after all
rather lie down
but far is near
still facing toward my fear and I
will spill until my words give out
now i might have to go without
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11. |
And On
02:02
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ell a joke make a pun
cause i’m not smart but i’m not dumb
think its simple, sing along
fake it out, waking tall
think it’s easy, have a ball
what if after’s after all?
and why’s it gotta bruise like that?
purple, marine, you know i’ll never go back
and if yours are the only hours I lack, I’ll go on and on
think it’s funny laugh along
never once, and twice as hard
ever aching after dark
burned out searching for a spark
even if, and ever over
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12. |
Tumbler
03:57
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take a breath, tell a lie,
exaggeration’s fine
you don’t know, nor do I
and too late to change my mind
waking up, I’m alone
with that tightness in my throat
pressure sits behind my eyes, but I think the well is dry
and ever after, but even faster
a total disaster tumbling down
a dull ache in my head, know it’s within bad
lost my way, set no path
the mud still coats the grass
in my dreams, you’re still kind
understanding why
but the wall behind the paint is just beyond the gate
every time I’m passing by late at night, I’ve thought that I might see you
every time I wonder how and wonder why, I know that there’s no answer
when I try to look alive and open wide, I know that you can see through
searching for a peace of mind the end mind find, begging for the question
why’d you have to cross the line?
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13. |
Slow
02:33
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never thought about arriving slow
could not have seen it from an inch away
takes forever if it comes at all, and how receptive could I be?
don’t go out alone too fast
so it goes, see if it lasts
touch the drying paint, and laugh
love the bugs, the dirt, the grass
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