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It's Over
01:30
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the sun rises in the west. no i mean the east. i dont know what i mean. i dont know if i mean anything. i’m sorry i second-guess everything and i dont mean to be mean, but sometimes baby, that’s all i can be. i’m so selfish. i can’t help it and i know damn well you felt this. i’m so selfish. i can’t help it anymore. it’s over. where does it lay? does it lay in the grave that you dug? it’s over
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What You've Been Needing
02:15
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it won’t work out for you. it won’t work out at all. you can wait for your dreams but you’ll have waited too long. you’ll have your regrets and let your hopes die and eventually you’ll wake up and remember the time that i thought i loved you so i went all out. what i should have done was nothing and i know that now. there was a time when there was nothing i wouldnt do. this is the last time i do anything for you. turn that silence up. i cant hear it all over the thoughts, the memories, the unwritten songs cause you fucked me up when you painted it on with the lies, the excuses, the unanswered calls. and i know what you’ve been needing. nothing left on the floor but the nosebleed and the lie that i thought i could fly. eight words but it was still a note. i’ll give you something to remember me by. not some graffiti on your bedroom wall. not some shitty pocket bomb song. i wonder if i’ll just keep descending. i’m apprehending why you’re defending. i’d rather die alone than go on pretending.
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If You Liked It
02:32
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don’t let the image deceive you. i can cool hand luke it but i’m nonstop thinking. i gave you more than i gave anybody else before and i wonder if you liked it. i felt alone and abandoned and i don’t understand it. i gave you more than anybody gave you before and i wonder if you liked it. can you please show me where you think i went wrong. then maybe we can have a conversation. tell me what was the last thing that i said to make everything so fucking different. i’m confused and imperfect, but i have been working. i gave you more than i gave anybody else before and i wonder if you liked it. don’t let the image deceive you. i can’t cool hand luke it when i’m nonstop drinking. i gave you more than anybody gave you before. and i wonder if you liked it. can you please show me where you think i went wrong. then maybe we can have a conversation. tell me what was the last thing that i said to make everything so fucking different. we’re passed the point where it matters. weak bladders, cheap laughter. i have no before, certainly no after. and i have been bruised. i have been battered. to tell you the truth i want to be flattered. we weave through the cars and their crash. im just one more dumbass i guess. i can never look back because every time i do i get stuck like that. can you please show me where you think i went wrong. then maybe we can have a conversation. tell me what was the last thing that i said to make everything so fucking different.
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Traveling With Children
03:21
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i’m not going to heaven as far as i’m concerned. when i was eleven i forgot what i had learned: how to read, how to write, how to ride a bike. i’ll learn again some other time. i wanna be just like my mother but everyone tells me i look more like my father. my mother's father is no longer alive. my father's mother, she died right after mine and i did too. cigarette smoke smells like the palm of her hand and it floats right above where i stand. exhausted from running down the street. it’s hard to breathe when it's only 14 degrees. and i am freezing. and now i’m wandering. i ain’t got no place to be. my destinations out of reach and no car will stop for me. so now i’m wondering what’s taking you so long or if something had gone wrong. what the hell is going on and on. i’m gonna die but i wont go to hell. something will happen but as far as i can tell i will float so high like smoke stuck in the sky, but i’ll get down somehow. goddamnit. the sound of jack hammers play over in my head as i listen to “there are some things i’d like to forget” over my head phones i can hear the long roads calling my name to go ahead. and i will just go ahead and i will stop all of this wandering. i ain’t got no place to be. my destinations out of reach. no car will stop for me. so now i’m wondering what's taking you so long or if something had gone wrong. what the hell is going on and on. see i’ve been chasing a new sensation while you’ve been wasting all your days since high school. we all get so angry but we never ask why. and i'm so sick of being angry so save me the time.
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Here We Go Again
04:11
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here we go again. i don’t know what to say. it seems i misplaced my heart; nothing will ever change. here we go again. i fell in love at work today. i’ll meet you in the morning i swear, i’m never on time but i’m never late. my drunken roots are drunk on you. the road was sewed in half. i broke my jaw talking my head off telling you that grave will never last. here we go again. i drove right into the rain. you fell asleep inside that coffin, the one i forgot to bring. remind me to hide the next time i miss somewhere sad. here we go again. to hell its a straight shot, straight down. we’ll fall forever and never land. until we wake up on the end of town singing here we go again. i still don’t know what to say. i’ll miss what i want to miss but i don’t want to miss anything. remind me to hide the next time i miss somewhere sad. when i talk you know i’ll breathe fire tonight. i’ll burn the trees and feed the disease until it dies. when i talk you know i’ll breathe fire tonight. if you want to find me i’ll be hiding in 1990. you can come in, just shut the door. i’ll show you something you probably dont remember or have never seen before. i don’t remember the day you were born, but i won’t forget the day you died anymore.
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No Way, No How
01:35
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i can’t fly but maybe i could show you how. seen it before. just never had the urge to learn. been on the top but it feels like the bottom now. i guess the world took a turn for the worse. there ain’t no way no how i’m ever coming down. floated to the top, then i sunk to the bottom now. i’m not holding my breath, waiting for things to change. i’d much rather die than never get the fuck out of here. there ain’t no way no how i’m ever coming down.
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Birds
02:28
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the past can never change. that’s when there’s heartbreak, came a little too late. everything remained the same, dinner’s still unpaid. got a mouth full of bitter tastes. and if i die before i say this is my last song, and if for one night you forget to pray, i’m coming home. now that we don’t talk. we only listen and just keep kissing. i hate that lyric a lot, just reminiscing cause i’m missing a part of everything. and if i die before i say this song is for you, and if you choose to forget this day, just forget me too. if you’re a worm, i’m a bird. and i’m not coming home this spring, i’ll fly away with two fractured wings carrying a head full of change i’ll spend on everything, think about every day, and every time it rains we’ll sing.
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Quite Like This
03:27
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ate ten almond joys then went to the bath. never brushed my teeth quite like that. your mom’s dad died of a heart attack. you never get the heads up on things like that. no never quite never. what you have will never last. still, i didn’t have to act like an ass. when my hopes dissolve, cant help but react. still i didn’t have to slam my hands down on the glass. cause somebody’s always looking through the window. how bout i freeze baby while you grow up? you be nineteen, i be nineteen still. your parents care, mine probably will. no parents care as much as i. and it’d be nice to know i’ll be here when you’re gone. but this heart beats too slow. this love has gone on for far too long. just looking for a place to put my heart. can i put it on this table while i think? monotonous drumbeats tear us apart with a guitar that doesn’t sound quite like this. it’d be nice to know you be nineteen, i be nineteen still. this heart beats too slow. can i put it on this table while i think?
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Shoulda Stayed Down
02:01
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let’s ride bikes and talk about other peoples lives and how all the shit they we are doing is so much better than the shit they are doing. we whine about our lives but that’s alright cause everything will be fine. i heard that through the grapevine, you should have a great time pretending that you ain’t coming upset at the way the things worked out when you shoulda stayed down. cause we talk, talk, talk but we’re never saying anything. we walk around in circles by the stories that we tell. you can run, you can hide, you can die, you can fight like hell. this is what i want and i want it to be honest everything we said is in the past and beyond us. and this year has killed us slow. i wasn’t born in california nor was i born yesterday. i’d be losing all my convictions if i had any anyway as sirens shade the dashboard, cutting corners from my face. and i wonder bout what i could be if i didn’t decide to stay. a truck driver maybe, baby we could live on the interstate. when they ask us how, we shoulda stayed down. i wasn’t born in california, nor was i born yesterday. let’s ride bikes and talk about other peoples lives and how all the shit that they are doing is really no different than the shit we are doing.
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Hollow Me Out
01:48
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i remember when he called you from the bottom of a sixteen. the room is dark and a photograph slowly forms. every moment that we ever had will be replaced with security. dump the kid, don’t move in with him: i’m yours. can’t give you a past back or a future. can’t give you a place to live. but i’d give you what’s inside of me though you might have to dig. you’re barely clinging to a fence in the backyard of a memory. never will we ever get to be at home. overgrown with weeds, photographs, forgotten possibilities. dump the kid. get out of this alone. can’t give you a past back or a future. can’t give you a place to live. but i’d give you what’s inside of me though you might have to dig. hollow me out and you can have a new place to hide. hollow me out and you can carve a new past inside. cause you’re the kind of a girl that i want to hang with. i’m not quite sure how i should play this but maybe i’ll get better with practice. your purse in your lap, ready to dip. you didn’t dodge this by accident. the tv we ignore goes to static. this is the summer that i wont forget. moments extend cause of broken shit. heavy lies the crown made of plastic. i’d steal a rooftop and plant it here, replace your virginity, buy a volvo and paint your room the way it was when you were fifteen. i’m gonna learn how to disappear and get ripped from your memory. hollow me out. i’ll be fine. cause there’s nothing left inside of me.
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