1. |
Funds
02:44
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Loneliness calling by another name
Is equally bitter
Much like the winds that blow
In this endless winter
Fourteen years to the day
To the time I gave my life away
For a set of wheels
That gave out the very next week
Follow follow follow follow
The funds in your account are for discretion
The minimum amount challenged our managed accession
Carry on lonely automaton your labor of aggression
Maybe you'll earn a small concession
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2. |
Heart Attack
03:40
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If my heart attacks, I'll attack it right back
In the heat of the moment you gotta cut me some slack
Deafening is the beat of the drum
The tension in my muscles is a silent hum
You remind me of the loneliest times
Warm myself to the fire I started with my rhymes
Nacolepsy's gentlest touch put my guitar to sleep
And it was all I could do to try not to weep
Terror's what I call my subconscious
When i t's not being fucking obnoxious
The devil's in the details when I'm feeling this low
It's just a blank piece of paper cause I've got nothing to show
Turn the key and just sit for a while
All the money in my pocket is falling out in style
Mentally teetering at the edge of the drain
Corporations on stripper poles and I'm making it rain
Carbon monoxide has nothing on low self esteem
Minimum wage future cause I dared to dream
Freedom isn't knowing whether I picked wrong
Even if I have nothing I'll still have this song
My laughter is chronic sleep deprivation
Synonymous with glacial self mutilation
The devil's in the details when I've got no place to hide
Let the clutch out slowly cause I'm going for a ride
Terror's what I call my subconscious
When it's not being fucking obnoxious
The devil's in the details when I'm feeling this low
It's just a blank piece of paper cause I've got nothing to show
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3. |
You're Shitty
02:50
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You profess to hate country
But you listen to Johnny Cash
Your greatest aspiration
Is on Friday you're gonna get trashed
You place your highest admiration with looks of consternation at me
Your self proclaimed best feature is your modesty
After after after after your good looks of course
After your good looks of course
Quiet time means everyone but you
And anyone who disagrees must be a fool
People come and people go
They're all awesome, but when they leave they're fucking tools
It brings great satisfaction to berate the detraction
Can't open your eyes and see the chain reaction
Cause you hate hate hate hate drama
Reality TV should be about me!
You titter and I acquiesce
The destitute are worthy of no alms you claim
Yet when time comes to pay for lunch you ask for my largesse
Your antics infuriate, my hope in man deteriorate
I can't imagine the mental loop de loops you must negotiate
To justify yourself.
Cause you're shitty.
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4. |
Good Day
02:06
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Destiny lies in between
The probable and the obscene
My counting machine runs circles round me
Efficient and totally serene
So now I'll say
I am something that does not belong down there
So now I'll say
Good day
The rich and the poor know the allure
Of identities always obscured
From your pallor I think I always knew
The time might come when your time was due
But why today
I don't know what to say
So now I'll say
Good day
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5. |
Quo Vadis
01:58
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We didn't bargain
Nor will we ache
If you think you're dreaming
Then you are not awake
You are not forgotten
Don't sit there we won't wait
If you think you're dreaming
Then it must be fate
Quo vadis my friend
Where will you wander until the end?
Quo vadis my friend
I guess it's somewhere I can't comprehend
Whenever I look back
I can't help try to recreate
When you think you're sleeping
Don't try to tempt fate
Never let yourself be beholden
Chain yourself to your own gate
When you think you're sleeping
Fly before it's too late
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