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Catharsis
04:18
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I wanna know your love but Im just mopped in soggy answers
It makes no difference when every week is new years eve
Echo chamber warrior with a big ole' feel for laying around
still feel nothing for you cuz my head is weighing towards the ground
Oh whoo hoo hoo hoo
oh woo hoo hoo
Oh whoo hoo hoo hoo
oh woo hoo hoo
Maybe I can get down like that
get busy like Im in the city the city the city
but just a flash in the pan a cathartic release
I wanna have big plans you wanna have no ends
I wanna have big plans you wanna rear youre head
I wanna have big plans Im sick of these idle hands
You wanna have no ends you want
Oh whoo hoo hoo hoo
oh woo hoo hoo
Oh whoo hoo hoo hoo
oh woo hoo hoo
And when you're slaving away for some minimum pay and you wanna knock off but you know that you need the cash
when the one that you loves walking right out the door for the things that you said that you know that you cant take back
when the name of the game is attacking the pain and you cant land a punch and you fall back on your ass
when you're sick and you're drunk and you wanna go home but you know that you cant let your family see whats left
Oh whoo hoo hoo hoo
oh woo hoo hoo
Oh whoo hoo hoo hoo
oh woo hoo hoo
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2. |
Fuck You, I Miss You
04:35
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Take your lumps and shutter
a love go's under cover
with a hate that stands real tall
hit me with a head shot circle round the dead spots
buzzards beck and call
cuz i'm dying when it seems you're doing okay
and i'm dying when i'm here all alone
and you were lying to my face when you said don't ever chance cuz Ive never felt so small
holly rollar stutter
but i cant even cover the holes left in my head
sitting in the water boat without a rudder shipwreck left for dead
cuz i'm dying when it seem you're doing okay
and i'm dying when i'm here all alone
and I was lying to my face when I said I need a change cuz Ive never felt so small
Okay I think Ive figured it out
A lie I tell everyone else
But im still waiting for some luck
Wanna feel okay with myself
but know I feel Like someone else
Trap door I never figured it out
Wanted to clear my head
and we were never perfect but this lonely walks got me caught on things from yesterday
We were silent in the kitchen
we were smoking in you're car
hiding in the basement but you're parents knew for sure
lying in my bedroom when I didn't know you're name
wanna feel you're love up don't wanna feel this pain
When I broke you're roommates mirror and I blamed it on my friends
none of us remember so we watch the story bend
don't wanna hurt you baby but I think this is where we end
cuz you cant give me no options
Hate to say these words but I miss you
Hate to say these words but I miss you
Hate to say these words but I miss you
Hate to say these words but I miss you
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Lying awake in the ditch I dig
Run it back up the stairs
Riding through the warm old fog thats tangled me for years
I've been stuck on something
been gone so long
Hold me in its arms and give me flesh and blood
Stepping in the mud again
splash my back time to pretend
I am on and I will win
In my youth and In my head
I just wanna be like you
never caught between green and blue
seem to lose the happenstance
cut my teeth on ritalin
You say you don't know but you tell me anyway
You say you cant go but I see you there
I'm almost crying
I'm almost crying
so just tell what did I say
I just wanna redo
Thought that you were my friends
but I never see you
so just tell what did I say
I just wanna redo
Thought that you were my friends
(You say you don't know but you tell me anyway
You say you cant go but I see you there
I'm almost crying
I'm almost crying )
These things take time
take my time
take my time
If its a part of who you are
don't know the words but I got the scars
wanna step back like who are you
all on my own with nothing to prove
If its a part of who you are
don't know the words but I got the scars
wanna step back like who are you
all on my own with nothing to lose
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4. |
NJ Turnpke Pt. 1
03:05
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A glorious mess
we wake and we find our best
a partial mask
fades in the morning trap and you're still
Taking you're pictures, Watching the floor, sitting in traffic In Newark
Semi's on fire, my bot weighs a ton, woke up this morning and got a gun
Garden state, roll me away, take me to beaches, cover my hate
Ive been afraid, Of what I might say, Is it to real or is it passing
But time won't wait
sat in my care as you're walking away
cuz I can't face my Problems when somethings at stake
and I know that you're Tired and I know that you're weak
Cuz I feel the same way can't stand up to the heat
In the Florida sun, as we sat on that beach
Watched it all fall Down
Watched it all fall Down
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5. |
nTPj Pt.2
02:11
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Wanna find words that don't sit like the others
Cuz nothing i've said can put wind in your sails
To change your direction right back to before
with eyes wide at coffee like how do we know
late nights I call you but no one picks up
so I'll just lay here and stare at the wall
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6. |
Big Sky
04:03
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Running through big sky country
Ernies Grinning through his teeth
Plane's blinking and It fades it star light
your body aches and its hard to sleep
heard casino's running wild
heard his mothers feeling weak
hopscotch and needles under sneakers
when Jesus comes we will be at his feet
but the martyr fakes it
and the saints get stricken down
wash away sin but its spit right back
and I just wanna find away to take you're love and turn it all back round
just wanna find a way to say...
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Running to far Ive been frustrated
Running to fast Ive been sedated
Running to far Ive been frustrated
Running to fast Ive been sedated
(Things you build inside till they all come roud)
(Things you build inside till they all spill out)
(Things you build inside till they all come roud)
(Things you build inside till they all spill out)
the martyr fakes it
and the saints get stricken down
wash away sin but its spit right
And i just wanna find away to take your love and hold it for another
day when i'm falling out, draw the shades and hiding under covers
How can define ourselves when All we have is faith in one and other
how come we can't find the words to say
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Running through big sky country
an exodus or a summer treat
sun beaming in the cracks in plaster
till Jesus comes we will be on our knees
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7. |
LC
03:34
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Passed out on the couch again
and feeling like the end of days is fast approaching
crick my neck and curl my toes in
but I wanna let my hair down
wanna feel the light, the love, the rush of all the people I can barely stand
A perfect way to turn your frown around
to finally to say the the things you couldn't say out loud
In the morning you might find you're not too proud
What kind of person could ask for more
Friday night's even so we settle the score
falling asleep under highway lights
Ya...
Think you're so easy but whats your choice
Crack my head open and lose my voice
cigarette sips take on the weight of everything else
and i'm so excited
fate rewinded
I wanna feel something more
than just my heavy eyelids
Round the margins
But talk is all that it is
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8. |
Ritalin & Reds
07:36
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Waist deep and bottled up, trace the lines down through my chest
Eyes laid on a new day, or time to regress
My morning reprieve, gives way at the seems, then Im struck, then Im stuck in mud
With lilacs that loom in the darkness
with liquor and love in my heart
with ritalin and reds they mess with my head, but somehow I feel more alive
Sticks and stones and the weight of your bones are the things that we carry
Through high school, to heartache, to college, cull de sac dreams
Rather lay in your bed, then have your face turn red cuz you know you always say the wrong thing
this migraine has lasted for hours
this come down has lasted for days
when the weight of the world falls down at your door you need a pick me up to tip it your way
no honor in our crumbling standards
but the mirror stands to shoot dirty looks
I hate myself, I'd face myself, but I ain't got the guts to just stand in myself and stare on
With lilacs that loom in the darkness
with liquor and love in my heart
with ritalin and reds they mess with my head, but somehow I feel more alive
But lilacs don't bloom in the darkness
and liquor don't put love in your heart
and ritalin and reds they fuck with my head but I guess I knew that from the start
Yeah I guess I knew that from the start
Well your whole life has been billed to this moment
but you stutter and the moment has passed
you think how could I hold such gold in my hand
Well for people like us it don't last
And the morning is fast approaching I can see the glimmer of light
When you are caught on the things you used to be, you think god could I have one more night
You think god could I have one more night
I read your face and It looked like It said you don't know me
Well the years they go by and the bruises they start to add up
cement the cruise control riding around on my highway
and the exits they come and they go but I never get off
and the kindness you show don't matter to me cuz Im angry
and I bark and I bite at the people that I love the most
When you're over the hill and your best days are behind you
Its hard not to wallow when you know that you have let them down
Taking another drag
Holding your deepest breath
wondering when things will change they have to get better
but everybody's moving on
Writing stained on the wall
and all I can think about is the shit that got stuck in my head
You're stuck in my head
Stuck in my head...
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