1. |
At Metro Square
05:05
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Is this the best it’s ever going to get?
When there’s so much left to live for
Now you’re weak at the knees
Now you’re slurring your speech
You can tell me I got it all wrong
It’s a ride
And you’re all strapped in
A plastered slip and slide suicide by Action Park
Piecing the body back together by the time it got dark
What luck
Was passed down to me
"It’s a sweet relief when you’ve got good genes"
"Its like they do the work for free"
But not for long
In the grand scheme of things
You were feeling bold and you lost control
Now this guilt made a quilt but you’re still ice cold
You’ve got champagne taste on a box wine budget
Not ready for that but your kids are gonna love it
When they learn about the mad, sad, broken and bad
Of the world that was once in the palm of your hand
Is that something that you should have prolonged
For the boys back home
Don’t trust a soul that wouldn’t trust back
Head over heels for my escape from you
No nonsense, I’m over it
Burn out the sun I couldn’t trust it
Hold out on hope
I would have stayed for you
No nonsense, I’m over it
For the boys back home
It’s a trap
I lost sympathy
When you said "I do" with your fingers crossed
Behind your back so you wouldn't get caught
Please tell me I got it all wrong
He blew his brains out at the Metro Square
With a bang bang bang bang
The stuff of nightmares
And it rattled my bones when he uttered the words
"I’m gonna give you one bloody divorce"
But when you’re living in a devil town, I guess that’s one way out
What’s left of us now that I’m old and empty
It’s all my fault I swear you caught me slipping
I’m motionless and lost in vicious cycles
Emotionless and lost in viscous cycles
Blood red, brain dead, scattered on the pavement
Blood red, brain dead, God as my witness
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2. |
Curt Kobain
03:23
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I’ve been overwhelmed with overthinking things that don’t exist
And I’ve been planning what to tell you but now I can’t think of it
And should stop drinking my weight in alcohol and Coca-Cola
As she gestures to the water, she says “Drink it like it’s soda”
Maybe things won’t be alright
You haunt me every single night
Old movies spit that bullshit you keep saying every single time
My horoscope says I'm abysmal
Life’s a big long huge mixed signal
When tomorrow comes today
Pray our forever’s here to stay
She’s my baby but she just don’t know it yet
As we made our way downtown, she said “The good life ain’t for me”
I caught her dusting off old yearbooks earlier in that same week
We tossed out her prescriptions, orange bottles hit the street
When she merged onto the freeway I unbuckled from my seat
I wasn't built to face this city all these buildings stare me down
I feel your eyes on me, defenseless even when you’re not around
And I should stop giving my heart over to those who don’t deserve it
'Cause every love is bound to vanish in a single fleeting moment
She’s my baby but she just don’t know it yet
She’s my baby but she just don’t know it
C’mon baby, won’t you rest your little head
She’s my baby but she just don’t know it
I made a promise to myself I wouldn't let it get this bad
But I have broken it before, guess I’m just not an honest man
Sometimes I'm scared about the future but I'm fed up with the past
Now this is all we’ll ever have and all that wasn’t made to last
I should have drank myself to death but now I'm swinging for the fences
Throw me off the overpass, bypass the funeral expenses
Close out all my bank accounts, give all my money to the poor
And you can feast on my cadaver with someone worth something more
She’s my baby but she just don’t know it yet
She’s my baby but she just don’t know it
C’mon baby, won’t you rest your little head
She’s my baby but she just don’t know it yet
I know it’s hard, I know it’s hard
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3. |
Our America
04:47
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If we could lift this burden that sets us free
Would we ever leave
A nation like a surgeon
Self-surgery won't wipe the whole slate clean
We could try to fumble through the motions
But what will that do
I keep a loaded gun under my pillow
Remind me how
It’s not the same for me as it is for you
And I keep a dollar bill crisp in my pocket
Don’t call the police
It’s not the same for you as it is for me
So now you’re hopping borders
Through mental states
Becoming unsustained
A country like a voyeur
With secret tapes
Gets off on our dismay
We could try to combat these conditions
But what will that prove
Vultures dressed in brand name suits and ties
Get to the chorus and we’ll get by
I keep a loaded gun under my pillow
Remind me how
It’s not the same for me as it is for you
And I keep a dollar bill crisp in my pocket
Don’t call the police
It’s not the same for you as it is for me
I spy bruises shaped like stars and stripes
Pledge allegiance to the hands that turned you red to blue to white
We were always torn and tarnished
Though we tried to make it better
It’s not the same as I remember
It’s not the same as I remember
I can't think, I can't dream anymore
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4. |
Indie Kids
04:40
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He’s struck by the scent of cigarettes and space dust
Firecrackers crackle in the evening as he’s adjusting to his new identity
Has a talk with himself when apprehension takes over
Lengthy conversations that he couldn't have sober
Zoning to the static on TV
I’m yearning for the touch of something real
Like critical acclaim and mass appeal
I’m fiending for a bit of your attention I can steal
You model like in a magazine
And tripping on a pose you couldn’t keep
You're weightless as you tumble and succumb to gravity
God damn you indie kids
Death Cab and thick glasses
Hurry up, my heart is fluttering
I think I fell in love with you
Believe me when I say it’s true
I think I fell in love with you
This isn't goodnight
She has a dream to be a Broadway actress
Sipping black coffee being over-dramatic
If she could, she’d shoot it in her veins
Allows herself to mourn and reminisce
As tears provide a temporary fix
Desires won’t have her on a hunt for the remnants
Is it over now
Uneasy feelings you’ll live without
So tell me where do you go when it all goes wrong
And have you been there all along
God damn you indie kids
Bon Iver and thrift fashion
Hurry up, my heart is fluttering
I think I fell in love with you
Believe me when I say it’s true
I think I fell in love with you
This isn't goodnight
I think I fell in love with you
Believe me when I say it’s true
I think I fell in love with you
This isn't goodnight
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5. |
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Suck it in and blow it out
Every birthday candles bringing you down
Don’t you miss the days when you were younger
Karma is a valentine
That either holds you tight or leaves you behind
Playing hopscotch upon backwards numbers
You’re a sleepyhead with a wake up call
Blossomed in your body but you still feel small
Your habits have you cornered in a room without a key
You took advantage of what once was simple
Now you’re noticing it’s harder after all
You’re always wanting more than what you’ve got
You’re given less than what you always want
Muscle down that bitter pill
Just another leper in need of a thrill
But spirals down and down under the pressure
You couldn’t stand to let the past come after you
But the kicker is you’re haunted too
This train is going off the track
So how could I expect you to relax
You’re a sleepyhead with a wake up call
Blossomed in your body but you still feel small
Your habits have you cornered in a room without a key
Took advantage of what once was simple
Now you’re noticing it’s harder after all
You’re always wanting more than what you’ve got
You’re given less than what you always want
Get well soon, though I can’t help, you’re not alone
But that’s not enough
Greener pastures have turned bleak and monochrome
Enough is enough
So tell me it’s pretend
Tell me if this will end
I hear you screaming up to heaven
You’re a sleepyhead with a wake up call
Blossomed in your body but you still feel small
Your habits have you cornered in a room without a key
Took advantage of what once was simple
Now we’re noticing it’s harder after all
You’re always wanting more than what you’ve got
You’re given less than what you always want to keep
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6. |
Big Enigma Energy
03:54
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Piss, piss, pissing contest over what
Had me going for a second, now you got me in a rut
I'm stuck hearing stories told to me by someone else
About a version of a person who turned out to be myself
I'm done
Your gatekeeper demeanor only makes me shut you out
Don't throw around "I miss you," better off without a sound
The god complex you have is only getting worse
Validation is a curse
Don't fucking bother
Buried the hatchet but you dug it up instead
Failing your lessons over how to treat a friend
Skinny dipping in a river of attention
Foolish to assume that everyone has good intentions
I'm not a perfect person but you treat me like a saint
Affection as a weapon, now I hear you're throwing shade
My name is in your mouth again, let's put it all to bed
With a straight face, tell me that it's all in my head
Piss, piss, pissing contest over what
Had me going for a second like you really gave a fuck
Oh hush
Don't let the truth ruin a good story
This fairy tale is over now
That's big enigma energy
An open wound, an aching sore
An infection by your words
I crack the whip, your power's stripped
You're not who you are on the surface
I'm not a perfect person but you treat me like a saint
These baseless accusations only pushing me away
My name is in your mouth again, let's put it all to bed
With a straight face tell me that it's all in my head
Get my name out of your mouth
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7. |
One Fixed Point
03:50
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I’m at one fixed point forever
A point fixed on a map
I can’t spot a single landmark
Beyond these intertwining paths
Sometimes I’m nice and quiet
Sometimes I’m waging war
I’m taunted by the distance between the bed and the front door
I hit snooze on my alarm
And for now I’m safe from harm
There’s no harm
Your voicemail is a record
That's always on repeat
And I can’t say it’s your greatest hit
But I play it frequently
So I left you one last message
I took that final shot
But I could sense you switched directions
While I'll stay stagnant 'til I rot
Do you still wander aimlessly
In those fantasies you'd weave
About you and me
Can this parade of panic stop making its rounds
I’d tune it out but it still vibrates on the ground
I’m at one fixed point forever
And ever and ever and ever
I let myself give up tipped the scale
But somehow I’ll prevail
And if I can’t be brave
I’ll go on fighting scared
And stop hoping for a miracle
For my life to be repaired
Please don’t leave me out to dry
Before I get a chance to try
I wanna try
Maybe I’ll find somewhere that’s built to last
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8. |
Future Joy
05:04
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I wanna kick in your front door
I wanna hide barbed wire in your dresser drawer
I told you that in confidence
Took me by surprise, prone to suffer the consequence
I know folks with familiar faces
You have ties to peculiar places
You said I’ll see you soon, I thought it meant see you again
Always good to know a person like the back of your hand, oh no
A Silver lining in the dark
Replaced by a question mark
These morals were built on poor foundations
Don't wait, it doesn't have to be the same
She said "This isn't what I wanted, but it's the only option"
(I can’t escape)
Every time you open up you find you always get hurt
So you sit with no expression while he’s pulling up your shirt
And I hoped you wouldn’t notice
I’m sure that you already know this
All that bad bad voodoo taints this town with shit luck
Not a mover and shaker so it looks like I’m stuck with you
If I was someone new
Would I see this through
Seek a guiding light
Sing a lullaby
I chase false permanence
Wake up with hopelessness
A not-so-golden boy
I’m packing my bags and off to find my future joy
I latched onto an idea that’s becoming a mirage
Because of unintentional self-sabotage
It’s not an excuse for some of the harsh things I do
It’s a warning that I’ll probably do them to you too, okay?
It doesn't take a pimp to sell you out
If you see it my way, you did that part yourself
(Fuck! fuck! fuck!)
Cuz every vice starts with a little mistake
When it's finally revealed, it's impossible to break
If I was someone new
Would I see this through
Seek a guiding light
Sing a lullaby
I chase false permanence
Wake up with hopelessness
A not-so-golden boy
I’m packing my bags and off to find my future joy
My efforts fade with every useless remedy
To get a lasting taste of sweet serenity
I seem so matter of fact like I figured it out
In shambles by my own self doubt
Just to get from A to B somehow
If I was someone new
Would I see this through
Seek a guiding light
Sing a lullaby
I chase false permanence
Wake up with hopelessness
So come on golden boy
Pack up your bags and go find that future joy
My future joy
Fuck it, whatever
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9. |
Some Strange Odd Hell
04:43
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What a year it’s been
Can we both admit
It’s going on the record
As a document
Let’s finish up the show
It’s fake rock and roll
Let the curtains close
With no encore
Whatever happened to the kid you used to be
That superhero who would roam the autumn streets
Why would I
Become another scribble in your sloppy writing
Why would I
Become another fragment of a fractured town
Half the time
I couldn’t help but wonder why we were fighting
But something here
Made us want to stick around
You can shave your head
Camouflage your scars
But you will never shake
Who you really are
While you’re begging for
Relief of all your sins
You can’t trick yourself
To blend right in
So whatchu know about a promise of progress
It won’t come so easily
It’s not a process
Don’t protest
Or expect a guarantee
Why would I
Become another scribble in your sloppy writing
Why would I
Become another fragment of a fractured town
Half the time
I couldn’t help but wonder why we were fighting
But something here
Made us want to stick around
Shady and vengeful wasn’t that the end of it
Took our possessions then we cut the cord and split
And i mostly think about the ways we could have kept it from going to waste
Why would I
Become another story in your sloppy writing
Why would I
Become another fragment of a fractured town
Half the time
I couldn’t help but wonder why we were fighting
So why did I, why did I stick around
Why would I
Become another scribble in your sloppy writing
Down the line
Will we get nostalgic and reunite
When our cars collide
The cracking of the windows hit like we’re fighting
When we’re left to die
At least we’ll have a real goodbye
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10. |
Means to an End
05:33
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Let’s go on strike for better lives
Ween off of all that bad advice
An appetite for an epiphany
I got your message crystal clear
Still found a way to make it weird
My heroes turned to flesh in front of me
Just 'cause we're burning bright
Doesn't mean that we will burn forever
And just 'cause we sleep all night
Doesn't mean we will find peace together
Got so caught up in forgiveness
I forgot about the pain
But just 'cause we're burning bright
Doesn't mean that we will burn forever
If I could I would admit
I feel enticed to call it quits
'Cause I’m so terrified of everything
I’ll dress up in another face
And disappear without a trace
Surrender all responsibility
But the sun will always rise
As you watch your world unwind
You get nowhere close when you’re waiting for a sign
Just 'cause we're burning bright
Doesn't mean that we will burn forever
And just 'cause we sleep all night
Doesn't mean we will find peace together
Got so caught up in forgiveness
I forgot about the pain
But just 'cause we're burning bright
Doesn't mean that we will burn forever
Sometimes we self-destruct
To start whole again
And say enough is enough
These things don’t even matter much
Oh you’re so hard on yourself
Trying to figure it out
I felt my worst when I leaned on you to piece me together
I leaned on you to piece me together
Don’t cover it up, not everything is just fine
Chew up and swallow
Just 'cause we're burning bright
Doesn't mean that we will burn forever
And just 'cause we sleep all night
Doesn't mean we will find peace together
Got so caught up in forgiveness
I forgot about the pain
But just 'cause we're burning bright
Doesn't mean that we will burn forever
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