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Practice Safe Small Talk
03:14
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The windows face the walls, and it tends to intimidate my restless legs. I don't say nothing at all, because I don't have anything nice to say about your glorified rat race.
I hate to say it but the world has let me down, overwhelmed under payed and other than the hair on my face, Im the same.
So could somebody drive me home? Because I think I lost my keys inside your massive ego. Cause you look like how I feel when Im with you, like being lost at sea would be a more optimistic view.
I think Im holding on to tight to my histories burial rights. Cause the bodies line the floor and It tends to incriminate my good intentions.
I hate to say it but the world has let me down, but Im confident that Its only for now.
So could somebody drive me home? Because I think I lost my keys inside your massive ego. Cause you look like how I feel when Im with you, like being lost at sea would be a more optimistic view.
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2. |
A Nervous Stomach
03:56
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(full band version on Health)
The anatomy of loosing sleep. Killing sheep to burn the wool. For signal fires spread around my head, to point my feet which way to go.
Loosen some screws pull out some pins. Intimidate the boy within, but in my head and in my heart I just can't seem to fall apart completely.
But this is getting old. The worried looks on faces, they must see something I don't. Someone tell me if I've lost it.
Cause its two o'clock on new years eve, and I'm letting it all get to me. Im distancing from everything (someone tell me if I've lost it)
When you buiry a hatch make sure you don't salt the earth. Remember all ghosts will haunt you holy or lonely or cursed. Someone really should tell you, that if there's blood in your teeth its usually just left over from when you bit off your wings.
But in my head and in my heart, I just can't seem to fall apart completely.
Cause its two o'clock on new years eve, and I'm letting it all get to me. Im distancing from everything.
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Mantra
04:22
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Shallow seas I see you watching me. Out of focus in slow motion passing right through me. Please don't let me make a fool of my history, scattered among men so much stronger than me.
But don't wait until your hands are shaking to face the way the waves are breaking. But In time I guess we learn to fake it, and pretend were not spent like all our time and patience.
To find the man that forced your hand you simply must find a mirror. They say it takes a cold winter to make you a winner. But you cant have one without the other, no fall without summer, but I refuse to run in place for the sake of "moving forward".
Piece of mind I want to feel you next to me. Perpetual motion for the moment centers me. But the devils in the details and the diamond rings. Saints and ghosts are both still dead to me.
But don't wait until your hands are shaking to face the way the waves are breaking. But In time I guess we learn to fake it, and pretend your not spent like all your time and patience.
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You're Awful
03:36
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Breaking white knuckles on the walls she left behind and doors that lock from the inside. Searching past midnight for somewhere to put my mind, and finding a place far away from you. But as my point of reference shifted from the safety of the things we'd said, to the things that we had done. Running in place trying to catch up with you I could help but notice that the adjectives were angry and restless.
But I think Im sick of staying in cause Im tempted by the foliage but there aint a pan-tone for how there grass grows. And odds are your probably full of shit, but I won't read to much into it, cause chances are Im just as messed up as you are.
As she explained herself to the wall I sat behind tearing it down crossed my mind, but it turns out watch towers weren't in the design so its hard to tell how bright the light. And as the conversation shifted from the safety of the things we'd done, to the things we'd like to do, sitting still comparing mental notes with you I couldn't help but notice that your bucket list, could eat my bucket list.
But I think Im sick of staying in cause Im tempted by the foliage but there aint a pan-tone for how there grass grows. And odds are your probably full of shit, but I won't read to much into it, cause chances are Im just as messed up as you are.
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I saw water
I said I wanted to break my friends
But my dependency won't let me away
I'd like to think that I can work it out some
But I want to be put into the ground
Today I needed a break
My friends are up in mountains and I'm drowning in lakes
I swallowed water right in front of her face
Just to show that she had nothing to say
I felt lighter
I impressed her
But my emotions ran unopposed
I felt just like Brian Jones
I've never felt that lost before
I just don't feel incredible
But me, well of course I liked you
Have time for me, I don't expect you to
I see me become a recluse
It's very easy to seclude
I saw water
I felt better
Well I woke up feeling embarrassed from
When I drowned in my swimming pool
You thought it was an accident
But I just can't get along with you
But me, well of course I liked you
But me, well of course I liked you
But me, well of course I liked you
But me, well of course I liked you
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