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Slow Down
03:54
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The only light that I can see is from my second monitor
The only things that I can taste are plastic wrapped thermometers
The snow is on the ground the air is getting pretty cold
I’m just another twenty-something who’s afraid of getting old
I packed the car and headed out in search of inspiration
My GPS won’t help ‘cuz I don’t know my destination
I just keep taking left turns, falling short of expectations
Try to see myself succeeding but I’m out of imagination
You’re gonna crash this car if you keep looking back
Trying to read the signs you already passed
So keep your eyes on the road and your feet on the floor
And try not to drive so god damn fast
I’m waiting on a cavalry that might not ever come
I took a walk to clear my head it turned into a run
Now I’m sitting on the sidewalk out of breath and out of patience
Kicking rocks and wishing for some kind of permanent vacation
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2. |
Love Your Lies Pt. 2
02:57
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I climbed a dozen mountains, I tried to read your books
But the words didn’t mean that much to me so I gave up and threw em out
I’m staring down at my feet, trying hard to keep it discreet
Try to follow along but I keep losing the beat
Now I’m here at the end of the line, don’t believe me if I tell you I’m doing just fine
Now I’m staring down the end of a barrel that no one ever taught me how how to handle
Let’s just call it a loss, it sure ain’t victory
I tried a hundred poses, I watched your foreign films
But the words didn’t mean anything to me so I gave up and headed out
I’m giving up on this dream of ever feeling complete
Thought I had a new idea, it’s just a repeat
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3. |
Falling Off A Bridge
03:19
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I’m tired of always feeling like I’m falling off a bridge
I’m trying every tool, but there’s no way I can fix this
I’m lying to myself, and I’m lying to my friends
and I’m lying face down in the dirt, I can’t get up again
And I’m crawling out of my skin, again
Just counting all my sins, again
I will never be satisfied with this,
These lies I thought I left behind,
Come slowly creeping, crawling, comfortably
Making a ladder of my spine
Maybe I should scatter my brains so the outside looks just like the inside
Maybe it’s just a paper plane crumpled up and thrown away. The wings never worked quite right.
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4. |
PFB
04:08
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I think I need more tonic and a little less dominance
Nobody’s supposed to drink this much gin on their own
I’m boxed in by these Western rules, force fed on a silver spoon
There’s nothing that says I have to follow them but me
I’m a kid hiding in a clothing rack
Just trying to hide these panic attacks
Do I sound ironic yet? Or did I get off topic again?
Don’t look closely or I might cease to exist
I just can’t seem to get a grip on this self-pity power trip
I’m just listening to sad songs on repeat
I’m a kid hiding in a clothing rack
Just trying to hide these panic attacks
Running through the store trying to find my own way out
But all the escalators only go down
I wanna be too many things, the good, the bad, the in between
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5. |
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When you wear rose colored glasses every red flag’s white
You know the dog has teeth but you swear it’ll never bite
Get the slip but you let it slide, ‘cuz he said it’s different this time
Low lifes and a cheating wife, stabbed in the back so you twist the knife
And I don’t know how to make sense of it all
Yeah I don’t know how to make sense of it all
Riding rails going up and down but you’re not a fiend
Laugh it off and pretend the junkie just loves caffeine
Crossed up in a crosswalk you never saw the light turn green
The girl inside’s jumping up and down as you cry relief
And I don’t know how to make sense of it all
No matter how slow you repeat yourself to me
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6. |
Relax Already!
02:36
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They say drop your shoulders, unclench your jaw
You’ve held this tension for way too long
I’ve ground my teeth since seventeen
Sometimes they crack sometimes they bleed
I’ve never been good at hiding even when I was a child
What you see is what you get and what you get isn’t much
It used to suffice now it’s never enough
I wear my heart on my sleeve and my thoughts on my face
If the eyes are really windows into the soul
Then I should’ve drawn the curtains a long time ago
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7. |
Rock Bottom
03:28
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We’re both looking up at the same night sky
We watch the same movies and we both get high
I can see you from my window rocking back and forth
On the concrete community center porch
Talking to someone who left hours ago
Laughing at jokes that I’ll never know
But if you make it through the night to greet the day
You can find a new place for your head to lay
While I bitch and moan and stare at a wall
Like a dog in a cage in a store at the mall
I’ve been lost, misplaced, thrown out and forgotten
I’ve fallen so far I can see rock bottom
You and I’ve got way too many problems
Guess I’ll see you when we hit rock bottom
Stuck inside the attic of a bar downtown
Isolated from the outside crowd
The people on the street are talking back and forth
About the woman they see sleeping on the porch
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I always think before I speak, but then I speak anyway
Vindictive syllables that always find their own way
To the ears of some ungrateful prick, or some friend I’ve had for years
Can’t tell if it’s a cruel defense, or if I enjoy the tears
All these lies about myself, so I can never lose
All these lies ‘till I can’t tell the cheers, from the boo’s
Black and white is easy, but seeing color’s something else
I don’t buy bullshit from anybody, like I buy it from myself
So ease me into evidence
‘Cause I’m my biggest sycophant
This broken glass is staring back, everywhere I go
So dress me up real pretty, and cut me up nice and slow
*Whistles*
So cut the deck in half, and mix the lies with the truth
Shuffle it, and shuffle it, till you don’t recognize you
Black and white is easy, but seeing color’s something else
I don’t buy bullshit from anybody, like I buy it from myself
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9. |
Rest Ashore
02:54
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Sign me up for something, whatever you got
‘Cuz anything is better than staying here to rot
I got kids I don’t know, and debt collectors at my door
These rocks are too sharp and this sand is too coarse
Now I’m wasting away with my boots stuck in this place
I trade my soul so I, I could get away
Here I am, here I am in the eye of the storm
Feels a lot like losing is the new norm
Here I am, here I am in the belly of the beast
I’ve been starving for days, but I got nothing to eat
I’m cuttin’ off my fingers just to plug all these leaks
I’ve been out here for days, but I’ve been drowning for weeks
The crew is confused they all swam back to shore
The captain went with ‘em but I’m sticking ‘round for more
I think there’s some rum in the hold, maybe I’ll have a sip
‘Cuz there’s no sense being sober going down on someone else’s ship
Here I am, here I am in the eye of the storm
Feels a lot like losing is the new norm
So pull me out, pull me out then throw me back in
With that high tide current tellin me I’ll never win
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10. |
Philomena
03:00
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The Angel of Mercy lays executed on the floor of her pharmacy
While Top Gun rides the Yellow Brick Road, singing all the way
Blood and pills spilled out on the floor, hopes and dreams left tattered and torn
She was wrongly accused of intelligence, in the end it made no difference
Catholic casualties mean nothing when you’re volunteer of the year
A Loyalist hero, Republican demon
Stevie McKeag of Company C
Sectarian lines took civilian lives that Philomena was trying to save
She was just a girl of 26 serving the old and tired and sick
A city and a country torn in half, there’s murder in the streets of Belfast
The UDA and IRA were killing kids in the light of day
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11. |
Suffocated
03:40
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I feel suffocated, like I can barely breathe
I feel so complacent, like I don’t wanna leave
I feel so frustrated but I can’t go that far
I’m incarcerated behind these pinewood bars
The strongest bonds I’ve ever had to break were the ones that I was happiest to make
I’m stuck inside the comfiest cells, it’s the one that I made for myself
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