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Something More
04:07
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Hours lost in a late-morning dream
Wrinkles in the sheets
Gaps between the memories
Our eyes, they scan the floor
In the shallow end of something more
Days will go by until we feel
The need to change something,
Fuck, anything else at all
Our eyes, they scan the floor
In the shallow end of something more
A memory, a world for those who sleep
A flight for a glance at what's underneath
Incomplete and what I need's in short supply
Something more, just out of reach
When do you think you'll wake up
When do you think you'll wake up
When do you think you'll wake up
When do you think you'll wake up
Touch me, don't want to be touched
a separate train car could not be far enough
Incomplete and what I need's in short supply
Something more to that look in your eye
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2. |
Matter of Opinion
02:19
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You brought
Out a side of me
That I didn't know existed
But could've lived without
And I thought
You were too blind to see
It was a matter of opinion
We just never talked it out
And we fought, just so we could see
Who could get away with murder
Or lock the other in a cage
But I'm not
At liberty to say
Who ended up the victor
Or just another life to save
Yeah
You brought
Out a side of me
That I didn't know existed
But couldn't lived without
And I thought
You were too blind to see
It was a matter of opinion
We'll just never talk it out
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3. |
This Old Bird
02:54
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Claws and clipped wings
I'm gonna make this old bird sing
I'm gonna make this old bird sing
Blood clots and bee stings
Gonna get that honey from the queen
Honey from the queen, honey from the queen, honey from the queen
And what worries me the most
Is you seem so in control
Tell me how, does it feel to be unstoppable
And if it makes you happy, then why
Do you look as fucking miserable as me?
Gauze on green skin
I'm gonna mark this one down as a win
You took it on the chin, took it on the chin, took it on the chin
Dog shit on death's door
Sure seems like someone's settling a score
Sure seems like someone's settling a score
And what worries me the most
Is you seem so in control
Tell me how, does it feel to be responsible
And if it makes you happy, then why
Do you look as fucking miserable as me?
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4. |
Bad at Friends
03:04
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We can't stand to wait
Gotta get up, make a move before it's too late
The hours that we lost 'cause our attention span
Was shorter than the arguments
Always forgetting why we started them
No comfort in keeping in touch
The lies you tell yourself are not convincing anyone
Still finding ways to fuck it up
You can't lose what you never had
I kept pressure on the wound
And till you came to, I slept with one eye open
We came back around too soon
But when you got through
You fought to keep that one line open
No comfort in keeping in touch
The lies you tell yourself are not convincing anyone
Still finding ways to fuck it up
You can't lose what you never had
No comfort in keeping in touch
The lies you tell yourself are not convincing anyone
We were just strangers sharing drugs
But we've moved onto harder stuff
Still finding ways to fuck it up
You can't lose what you never had
Guess I'll see you never
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5. |
Ravenholme
04:17
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Tread lightly, for this is hallowed ground
A congregation of souls, selected and bound
Call me brother, you call me son
I'm a bystander pushed from the nether
Hands on the trigger, and I know I've got bigger
Problems to solve
A man of few words, a man of unspeakable action
A soldier of fortune, who's tortured by forces unknown
Drunk off the vapors, choking on air
You can feel the ground shaking, ain't going nowhere
Past those who are stranded by landmass or terrible luck
We got a live one, we've got soul
Got the dark forces out there on patrol
We got a story we're dying to tell
And can't wrap it up
Sound the alarm, stop moving the earth
The subterraneans are rightly disturbed
Thumbs on the nerve and a squeeze is all I need
To set them off
Hands on the trigger, and I know I've got bigger
Problems to solve
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Weirdo guitar riffs and bummer lyrics written in a windowless Brooklyn bedroom
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