1. |
Exit Stage Left
03:13
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no time left to sit here and tinker
deadline hits the end of springtime
these sweet spots won’t get any sweeter
start now or you’ll shrink in the sun
morning show
dead weight in tow
an underachiever
mourning slow for old dreams you had to outgrow
push words out for no real reason
detour through false memories of spotlights
throw two cents in cause you’re all too eager
to shit down on those who couldn’t care less
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2. |
First to Know
02:04
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time to throw stones
i hate you
but you already know
something i still keep close
i keep asking myself
will i hold on forever?
when the time comes
to mend this heart for the better
you’ll be the first to know
burning through notes
what would i say to you?
try to speak and just choke?
seeing you around would make me sick
i can’t live like this forever
i’m checking number plates
of oncoming traffic
i hope i don’t run into you
something to let go
i don’t wanna hate you
try and let it outgrow
these roundabouts on sleepless nights
i plead to myself
don’t hold on forever
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3. |
Stay Home
01:20
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attending alone
i wonder who will show?
how many drinks alone?
i’m here to stare at my phone?
no faces to recognise
no nods or snubs
wandered in to watch obat
but i had the dates mixed up
edo’s home
evan’s home
i wish i were home
my face turned to white
no slights or hugs
i thought amateur drunks were on
turns out they broke up
edo’s home
evan’s home
i wish i were home
i wish that i would have stayed at home
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4. |
Wheelin' Feelin'
02:34
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always rocking up here lifeless but never late
the bitterness of your charm i’ll always take
through the morning mist
i see the years of coal dust shade your face
putting the pen through the cycle
i thought you’d never shake
i won’t hate
i’m just broken now you’re gone
it’s not too late
to pack it all up and live your first day
abandon the system and seize up that gate
38 years on from when your spirit
started fading away
youth has gone
but the dream was always your fate
i can’t hate
i’m just broken now you’re gone
clicking out of the cycle
your peers couldn’t shake
shedding tears for the ones who fell down
and withered away
i won’t hate
i’m just broken now you’re gone
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5. |
Subterranean Queenie
01:49
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she won’t pick up the phone
don’t bother callin' round
she’s not taking visitors anymore
she’s pining for silence
in her mind she hides
she won’t hear you adjure
she’s had a gutful of your shit
so go and kick rocks forevermore
these people don’t know when to quit
when solitude is her sole and honest wish
now she’s digging a hole for shelter
living underground
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6. |
Snake Oil
02:37
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breathing through ground teeth
i’m sick to death
your shit eating grin
your paint stripper breath
slowly weed me out to get what you want
you can have it all now
i’m done
snake in the grass
spare me the remedies
i’m sick to death
sweet talkin' smile
your selfish debt
fell under the spell
i’m down for the con
but i knew from the start
i knew all along
i never wanted to be right about this
i’m done
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7. |
Ill Will
02:18
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stay scared of your former friends
sifting through to find the ones who really care
we’re all insecure at best
harping on words likely left unsaid
trying to wrap my head around this
help me if you can
you keep playing that game
just to help them understand
you rub your eyes when they’re full of sand
always expecting the worst but you’re still scared
i’m always here for you
notice me if you can
you hate the tall orders
and i’ll heel at your command
but you still watch me
through a telescope on demand
just to fuel the fire
you’ll let loose on your friends
it’s been a long night
comfort me if you can
you can cringe all you want, i’ll still share
you don’t have to keep thoughts
locked inside your head
but please wait until i'm gone
caus i'm still scared
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8. |
Life of the Party
02:46
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no reservations, no reunion fun
counting down the seconds til you’re gone
not one for small talk
you wish you couldn’t speak at all
you’re magnified
run your mouth or run away and hide
you’re on your own
they avert their eyes while you choke
so make the most
go for the throat
leave them all in a pall of smoke
here you go again fucking it up for everyone
another tainted memory to rerun
not one for having fun
you wish you’d loosen up for once
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9. |
Late Riser
02:51
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your intent to cater for me
until i wither up and fall over
soaks me up
my stained pupils
clouded in sepia
are now changing tone for you
i know i fell asleep
it’s been a blur since waking up
shuteye made me weak
you woke me up
i have never felt so alive
sitting idle on a shelf
covered in dirt waiting for you
to dust me off
i know i fell asleep
i’ve learnt to breathe since waking up
shuteye made me weak
you woke me up
i have never felt so alive
you cleaned me up
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10. |
Thin
03:17
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circle the house for a minute
it’s more than enough for me to give myself
a pat on the back
sometimes i’m hubristic
other times i’m dirt in the carpet floor
suck up what you can
i’m not cleaning out the rust
i’m just wearing myself thin
dissipating into dust
i’m wearing myself thin
chew on the eggshells you walk on
my teeth are coated in guilt and shame
toothpicks can’t extract
i thought i needed the summer
all i really needed was a reality check
it’s done
it’s all above me
i’m sinking deep into the floor
it’s all above me
i’m sinking deeper than i have before
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11. |
Muddy Mae Suggins
02:06
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i’ll chime out if you want
you can take it all
save that date
you won’t stay long
i won’t linger
i won’t float
thanks for the empty invite
i’ll make sure i go
freeze for me
stay awhile, i’d love you to
stir deep
a half full glass
i’ll sip here alone
i’ll break down if you want
you can fake a note
take long service
and leave behind your book of jokes
i taste paper
i smell smoke
you burnt the thank you card
i’m here licking the envelope
freeze for me
stay awhile i’d love you to
take good care of yourself
see you next time
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12. |
Walk Forwards
02:50
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no business in contrition
when every day means so much more
than hanging a hat on something trivial
now the days feel shorter
and they can’t tell you what is wrong
you don’t fit into your skin anymore
doc’s been trying to call
you don’t want to know
try to walk forwards
there’s always the off chance
there’s always a sure thing
there’s candles to burn and prayers to begin
another day of surprised looks
an all nighter sat up in bed
seeing your face in the mirror
loudens the noise in your head
if it happens to all go pear shaped
we’ll do our best to make it through
unscathed
tell me another story
we’ll share another case
walk forwards and take it day by day
doc is on the phone
news on what’s in store
time to walk forwards
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13. |
Buddy
04:27
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when i close my eyes
you’re still alive
until you walk towards the shore
come back home
years keep passing on
a part of me left with you
can’t replace what’s moved on
i watch the waves collect you
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14. |
Residers
02:34
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sweet suburban sky
we can add to the cart
but we can’t proceed yet
greener pastures in time
we'll take the grass up the road
that the goat hasn’t eaten
not sold, but maybe in time
for now we’re doing just fine
we make plans, so lets drive
around the block for the rest of our lives
trees block out the light
the sun hasn’t seen this side of the street yet
so let’s get salt in our eyes
and make fish and chip shop stops
for lunch and dinner
this place had contention
now we’re more than content
we will put out the spot fires
stick around as residents
from the caves to the bay
we might be hobbling up the incline
but with you i’m feeling so fine
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