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Salty Sea
02:06
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i wish for a sea, a salty sea
a sea for you and me
what will we do when it all runs out
that's why i wish for organs aloud
and all that's in between
we'll call it modern living
i wish for a sea, a salty sea
a sea for you and me
one with windows down to heaven
with a golden linen
stick the pencil to the paper
write something for your family
make it wise and sorta sophomoric
show them your last bit of laughs
and all that's in between
we'll call it modern living
i wish for a sea, a salty sea
a sea for you and me
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2. |
Broken Record
02:15
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you've become what was discussed
whatever which disgusts
the walls of wasted life
do what you did as a child
when anger eats out your eyes
you're screaming from inside
do what you did as a child
to run away, to escape
nothing to lose when there's nothing to love
to hate endlessly what you are feeling
nothing to lose when there's nothing to love
no one takes a punch like you
might as well be a boon
who knew, who knew
screams give way to laughter
and realizations after
all this time
do what you did as a child
to run away, to escape
nothing to lose when there's nothing to love
to hate endlessly what you are feeling
nothing to lose when there's nothing to love
nothing to lose
nothing to love
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Arrows
02:10
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they took an arrow, put it in a bow
they shot at life, but shot too low
so now we're stuck
so if you're mad, and you can't find love
take that arrow, and shoot above
cuz now we're stuck
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Blurring
02:08
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don’t get it confused, they only love your youth
yeah, you leave them wondering, whatever happened to you
they want a story to tell, at the lonely gates of heaven or hell
yeah, you leave them wondering, whatever happened to you
something to impress the devil on their way back home
you give ‘em what they want, you give ‘em...
too young for nostalgia, too old to be on the scene
stuck between the radio and another government scheme
and whatever happened to you, whatever happened to you
you say I was different, you remember it well
yeah, you got yourself a story and no one to tell
you hold that secret, till you’re blue in the face
till the whole crowd’s wondering what’s going on in this place
till everyone’s talking, they don’t know what to do
till everyone’s thinking, whatever happened to you
whatever happened to…
too young for nostalgia, too old to be on the scene
stuck between the radio and another government scheme
and whatever happened to you, whatever happened to you
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5. |
Green Tea
02:43
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constant chatterboxes and inside jokes
i don’t want opinions, just a daily post
suicide machines, all green and stoned
taking pride in a decayed m.o., "all right"
it’s so adorable, you think your hands got the world
just like an actor on a movie poster board
kid at 21, you got nothing to lose
when you’re getting helpless, who can you use
next week is clearing up, yesterday was a bruise
buy a little blush, yeah, hide all the clues
it’s so adorable, you think your hands got the world
just like an actor on a movie poster board
trying to find some spare change
tell you I’m done
trying to find a couple of bullets
load, load, load your gun
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i hear you talking, talking, talking on the state of affairs
i see you writing it down another call for prayers
a vague line of communication, some may see it as a call for help
a manifest on global issues, but even the pedestal has gone to hell
no, it never was too important
never meant for it to get too distorted
you're powerless, please enjoy
i see you digging, digging, digging in my comic book chest
i see you rooting, rooting, rooting for a bulletproof vest
you heard tale of an american man
you heard tale of a superior race
the revolution, it will be posted
alongside your profile page
no, it never was too important
never meant for it to get too distorted
you're powerless, please enjoy
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7. |
Rocking for Relief
03:57
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this is my calling, my sighing and yawning
this is my calling, rocking for relief
amateur models, selling their t-shirts
this ain’t about you, this is about me
they reunited, but never important
selling their t-shirts, rocking for relief
this is my calling, my sighing and yawning
this is my calling, rocking for relief
we’re making a profit off your disaster
this ain’t about you, this is about me
amateur models, they have some new singles
songs about nothing, rocking for relief
this is my calling, my sighing and yawning
this is my calling, rocking for relief
i put this together, so show some respect
this is my calling, rocking for relief
i’m a sensitive man, you know i have a plan
buy my new t-shirt, it’s for charity
who are you to say that i don’t care?
i’ve been here for ages, man, rocking for relief
no mode of transport, just my computer
maybe an iphone, this is about me
this is my calling, songs about nothing
i’ve got the music, now buy me a drink
this is my calling, my melodic yawning
this ain’t about you, this is about me
this is my calling, i’m fucking royalty
this is my calling, i’m rocking for relief
this is my calling, we reunited
this is my calling, rocking for relief
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8. |
Bigfoot
03:28
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i’ve got religion, i’ve got my guns
patriotism, it doesn’t run
my constitution, i’ve read it once
i know my rights, i got my guns
you know I wave it around
and i wrote a letter to the daily tribune
and when it’s all outta hand
i come in with the truth
your new town mayor
i am a rebel, red white and blue
i am a rebel, one of the few
stand up a parties, speak up my mind
the crowd it clamors to all I find
i’m just a preacher of law
you know i’m done with youth
and when it’s all outta hand
you know i come in with the truth
because i’m…
your new town mayor
making up for lost time at the penthouse club
making up for lost time i spent at the penthouse club
making up for lost time, now i’m cleaning up the streets right
now i’m cleaning up the streets right with my white glove
your new town mayor
you know i wave it around
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Policeman
02:25
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don’t call the police, man, please man, don’t call the police
i won’t tell them a thing, man, please man, don’t call the police
i won’t tell them what i heard through the walls
i won’t say what i have seen
don’t call the police, man, please man, don’t call the police
there’s no need to panic, man, just can it
you keep hanging it over my head, what you call love
i keep seeing it in your hand, just a loaded gun
where’s the advice that you once wrote
on how to deal with a living ghost
don’t call the police, man, please man, don’t call the police
i won’t tell them a thing, man, please man, don’t call the police
i won’t say what i have heard, man, i won’t say what i have seen
just don’t call the police, man, please man, don’t call the police
i thought i heard you in the distance, man
just the grass, it keeps on rambling
i thought i heard you in the distance, man
how this house, it creaks
and blame the lack of prescription drugs on what i can’t explain
you keep hanging it over my head, man, what you call love
i keep seeing you over the bridge, man, with a loaded gun
and where’s the advice that you once wrote
on how you deal with a living ghost
there’s no need to panic, man, just can it
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10. |
So Long
04:24
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i just heard the news
in a glimpse, i thought of you
i thought it strange to talk it out
i thought it cruel to write it down
but there i was memorializing
there i was prophecizing
thinking of ways to keep myself up
but now is not the time, my love
now is not the time
and i was on the corner a good 10 minutes
a fool to think you’d ever forget it
i read what everyone said
i read their thoughts and prayers about the dead
i felt the panic of blood rush into my head
felt the panic of blood rush in
and i was speechless for the first time in months
but now is not the time my love
you’ll never say nothing wrong
so long as you keep outta your brain
you’ll never say nothing wrong, again
so long…
never mind the silence
your mind will eat it up
filling it with pictures
of middle-aged bad luck
it’s easier to be shameless
when you can’t feel the seasons’ changes
when you can’t feel the heat in August
when your mind’s erased in all this
and all these thoughts coming out of thin air
but now is not the time, my dear
you’ll never say nothing wrong
so long as you keep outta your brain
you’ll never say nothing wrong, again
so long…
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