1. |
Drop
02:25
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if i play my guitar in drop d
and say depressing shit
then i might become a rockstar
you say you want these two years back
well i’d give ‘em to you if i could
but now they’re wasted like i’m wasted all the time
what’s he got that i don’t
let’s see, a steady income and
man his hair is always so freshly cut
and now we’re asking ourselves
if there’s anything we could’ve done
but we’ve done too much already
maybe it’s on me to light this up
counting down from three
living in a world that’s too far gone
out looking for justice
just when we think it’s found
turns out the cronies in the back room made it up
but these walls are made of paper
and i’ve got this box of matches
so all we need’s some friction to wake ‘em up
maybe it’s on me to light this up
i can set us free
living in a world that’s too far gone
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2. |
Can't Wake Up
02:56
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i can’t wake up
they follow me around
the sun is up
i can’t get out of bed
i feel like imma’ drown
don’t worry don’t wait up
i’m buried underground
today was better but
they follow me around
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3. |
Lunar Moths
03:33
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hold me like you did when we photographed the kid and we lazed about in bed all day
a bouquet I never bought, I can still smell it in my thoughts, I can tell you're moving past this all ok
you pulled the covers out from under like a tablecloth
we're wishing fiction, make it happen in the dark with lunar moths
i'm throwing second-guessing parties and you're taking gambling shots
we're slipping toward each other, what a bother, I don't know if you still love me
by the fireside you let my mouth flop open wide telling stories that we all have heard before
well you should have grabbed my tongue and held it, told me to be mum. I suspect fireflies and crickets told you no
you pulled the covers out from under like a tablecloth
we're wishing fiction, make it happen in the dark with lunar moths
i'm throwing second-guessing parties and you're taking gambling shots
we're slipping toward each other, what a bother, I don't know i still love you
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4. |
Alive
03:42
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in the blackness of the night i watch you try to find some light but you just flick your bic and make some sparks
downtown finds you home and makes you feel alone, it simultaneously fills your heart
you taste it on your lips as you try to come to grips with the alleys that you've walked through tonight
familiar it feels as you slip behind the wheel and put your foot into the rubber carpet
and the sun lights the sky
and we drive, i've got something in my eye
as I reach to rub it out you sigh
it's been a long night, and now the morning light... well we'll sleep all day and start again at 5
and it's good to be alive
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5. |
Cycles
02:59
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working all day without a reason
why do i slave at what i don’t believe in
if you’re gonna get in my way you better mean it
i’m packing up my things, baby i’m leaving
do you want to bet i’ll be back again tomorrow no?
pedaling home can’t find the weekend
on the cobblestones, i’m bouncing off my seat when
i find myself flying flip the horizon
then i wake up, i was only dreaming
do you want to bet i’ll be back again tomorrow no?
pour another cup i feel it settling
into my limbs they’re feeling heavy
i gotta keep my hair out of the porcelain
where did the time go, things are slowing
do you want to bet i’ll be back again tomorrow no oh no oh no
this is the last song that i’ll be playing
i know I’ve got a hit, that’s why i saved it
for the end of the set end in a hight note
so you can forget all my mistakes and go home
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