1. |
Intro
01:25
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the line’s been crossed
too many times, i’m a brick wall
i see you now
only in dreams my heart endows
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2. |
Waawooweewaa
02:34
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where you go
i can’t follow
i return to wounded animal
body wants what body gets and
spirit suffers consequences
i wish i could surrender
i’m giving up this source of joy
my entire life am i ever gonna fill that void?
i’m sorry, it’s my own fault
i’m sorry, it’s my own fault
where you go
i can’t follow
flashing back
i’m feeling awful
so i return
so i return
into the fishbowl
and the eyes of the public
we stall at gunpoint
i swallow the bullet
but i wish i could say fuck it
and walk out into the lake
my entire life relies on being far away
i’m sorry, it’s my own fault
i’m sorry, it’s my own fault
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3. |
Safety Car
03:11
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you’re my spit in the snow
or bubbles under water
it takes a bit to get better
it takes a bit to get better
2 pairs of one body
waking up knotted
from very far away
i can get oriented
he is dancing in the white lines
(and i am)
in the early stages of the lap
(and i am)
and cough medicine makes me loopy
(and i am)
i am loopy
if it’s too hot you can’t taste the flavors right
and if its too fast you will miss
when you swing slow at the pitch
but that doesn't matter now
i don’t think we should climb back down
moonshine cherry losing bet
are we building muscles yet
candle wax
when i have my flashbacks
i’ll hold it sweeter
from very far away
i’m aligned in the center
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4. |
Splitting
03:00
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admit it
the first step is the second
the bruises indistinct
the skin is unbroken
splitting
my brain is in the gutter
just to keep it working
admit it
the first step is the second
can’t do it forever
i know you tried
i know you tried
splitting
my brain is in the gutter
is it even working
if i’m barely working
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5. |
Jeans (I Get It Now)
04:38
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i dig away
at the same things until my nails start to bleed
give it all away
just to come back shaking, dirt on all my jeans
i feel the same in every moment
don’t know what to tell you when
you ask me how i am this week
when i’m paralyzed by grief
but if it’s all the same to you, i get it now
and if it’s all the same to you, i get it now
if it’s all the same to you, i get it now
if it’s all the same to you, i get it now
i can’t dig you out
i drove away all the treads on my tires
shavings on the street
please don’t ask me to say anything
i don’t know how to speak
cause i feel the same in every moment
don’t know what to tell you when
you ask me how i am this week
when i’m paralyzed by grief
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6. |
Loop
03:15
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put your hands down
long enough to see i’m not throwing punches
i’m coming up short
with the ways i can try to speak your language
and i know, i know, i know the truth
keeping me awake just talking in shapes with you
and i can’t, i can’t, i can’t walk this loop
though i love you
cold stemming out
i feel less of me every day
put your hands down
long enough to see i’m not throwing punches
i’m coming up short
i’m coming up short
i’m coming up short, and i
i’m coming up short, and i
i’m coming up short, and i
i’m coming up short, and i
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7. |
Sledding
03:08
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passed out on the road
you outthrow me in stones
once a work of art is now stripped down to its bones
yeah, you had your problems
i felt like i should know
kickstand on my side while you’re calling from the throes
in the wake of bigger quakes
i want to find the words to say
in your corner down the drain
looks like it’s all been stacking up
(ba ba da
ba ba da
ba ba da
ba ba da da)
i pass right through the days
still dreaming of your face
i wish someone would eat the pain
or come and paint me blank
yeah, you had your problems
don’t know what you had before
the issues came and went like i got sick of being bored
and i just want to be myself, i guess
i traded more for even less
i want to be a person again
i missed your call and my friends
all smoke and i can’t begin
to be a person again
i felt real bad in the end
i missed your call and my friends
all smoke and i can’t begin
to be a person again
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8. |
Ruined
01:54
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we pulled off before sundown,
indiana dunes of sand
the sun was painted on the lake
i’m scratching at my face
my feet planted in the sand,
i tried to hear you
but i can’t remember how
i can’t remember how
i’m ruined for the right reasons
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9. |
Fading Out Forever
02:35
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every song that fades out is still fading out forever
and every time you step outside you’ll be under the weather
cast your doubts and throw your stones on me when we’re together
cross your heart and hope to die we’re making things get better
i swam deep down again, the bubbles in my blood collide
my tiny human brain won’t care what’s on the other side
but if i come up for air, don’t ask me what was in the water
and if i come out a rock, don’t ask me why can’t i be softer
i have so much to give, i forget when to stop unfolding
you burn your cig out on my skin when you don’t want to hold it
and i’ll inhale the smoke, just looking for something to warm me
and i will step out back and cough out all the early warnings
the world is spinning (faster than your old cds)
they’re making money on your bad eyesight and your teeth
i won’t forget things people say as long as i have memories
write that down, write that down
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10. |
Last
02:11
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catching eyes and naming names
we construct the escalades
in my body i'm alone
you held my hand and walked me home
sweetness will you be my last
all my lives have come to pass
i can’t see it, i don’t know
is my driving way too slow
one day you’ll believe me
one day i’ll believe me too
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