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| 1. |
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Would it make you feel much better
If it was you against the world If you were an alien If it were conspiracy? And would it hurt to live in comfort If you found someone to trust If you knew that you were with us If we shared a common goal? But you will isolate, alienate No one can appreciate The poor miss understood Can you see that I don't care anymore? Do you ever stop to listen? Are you a martyr for your pride? Does it make you feel much better When you are an alien? Cause you will isolate, alienate No one can appreciate The poor miss understood Can you see that I don't care, I don't care, I don't care anymore? |
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| 2. |
| 2:43 |
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I am just another fool, and I have to, keep telling myself that I am just a hypocrite, and I have to, keep calling you one Cause I forgot to bite my tongue, and my assumption, is the mother of all mistakes But I assume the role, open my mouth, and clumsy words escape So why you, wanna be there, when you could be here, you are slipping away I awake to your replacement, a bottle in my mouth, in an unfamiliar place Because you put me out, the butt of a sick joke, into this ashtray life As you come and go, cause I forgot to service you, and we broke down And you can't live with my mistakes, but I assume false grace Open my arms and grasp for something true How are you, how have you been, girl I miss you, wanna see you again Oh why you, wanna be there, when you could be here, you are slipping away I bring out the worst in you, and you try to let me know You bring out the worst in me, anxiety, anxiety I'm trying to let you go, you say I'm giving you the creeps But I assume the role, open my claws and grasp for your heart How are you, how have you been, girl I miss you, wanna see you again Into you like a mortal stake so vindictive Your love's slipping away Violins, into this ashtray life Violins, the butt of your sick joke Violins, I'm trying hard to let you go Violins |
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| 3. |
| 2:30 |
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Late, I can stay up late
In and out of bed Cleaning up the mess Trying to be honest Cause I know I am on it In this, the last time I speak of it The loyalties that have been broken Mine isn't dead One thing is true Nothing is scred When everyone's talking and nobody's listening When we confide in all those friends They're just messangers One thing is true You throw the matters into blue skies Turning to grey Falling out every day One thing that's free I confide in you with the truth Late, I can stay up late In and out of bed Cleaning up the mess inside my head |
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| 4. |
| 3:41 |
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I'm all right tell me you're all right almost there barely here I knew that this day would have to come wailing on the wall watching giants fall I know there's a message to receive written in debris it's meaning's hard to see the loss of innocence means nothing in the new world all our hands are red everyone is guilty now I'm all right... tell me you're all right stop my eyes ... open wide another idiot glued to the box frozen to the screen scared to turn it off quiet shock gives way to righteousness rattle on the bars vengeance will be ours fanatics on their knees pray for a swift and just revenge become what they condemn mirror image men hands across america, let's catch contact hysteria our flag erects from broken homes july 4 for evermore colors of democracy fly from every suv the misspelled bumper sticker's here where did all the honor students go? numbers on the news this time with familiar names this time on familiar ground this reality in your back yard so the fences fall will you redefine them all? will you choose shelter or empathy? the world we share has come too close with borders blown from glass we collect stones and cast them they say the party never stops but I know we cannot get off another idiot comes on the box breathing privileged air preaching to the fair rallying one muscle under God leading on the cheer leaning on their fears the state of ignorance means nothing to the faithful God is with us now they disregard the world beyond the wall
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| 5. |
| 2:53 |
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I've been living for years in question, some obsession
Was I less to live with no answers, as a life cried wolf I'm ashamed to mention my anguish, but silence lies empty If I say it again can I kill it, will you lend me your ears Breathe in breathe out exhale, acting sweating A broken smile provides them a view, projection is nothing new Just once I would like them to feel it, suffer in my skin For a moment stand in my shoes, filled with swelling blues [chorus] I keep this room, and this room keeps me, chained to my organs I am quarantined, to a place that's dark, staring at three walls The door is locked to them Maybe now that they all know it, you'll find solace As you're drowning in narcissism, or is it self-loathing You fought it all in your head boy, psychosomatic They used to humor you now they pity you, and nothing's changed [repeat chorus] The door is locked behind me, if I say it again can I kill it 'Cause they're sick of my complaining and i am sick of being sick Maybe these will cure you completely, chemicals deeply Saviors until you're dependent, don't let them go to your head I'm ashamed to mention my anguish, but silence lies empty, silence lies |
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| 6. |
| 2:31 |
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One summer morning
He left us ashamed In some small town of small ways The one they feared They might turn to stone They feared to hold his hand And he died alone Don't leave them on - an island of shame Your solution You - homophobic You - coward You send them away to an island of misery You're not immune to any disease I can not argue when the truth is plain to see In your beliefs, your fear of death I see reflections of society We'll take our last breath - alone Adding insult to injuries - He was alone |
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| 7. |
| 2:43 |
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Trying to ignore him
Trying to have self control When that tongue slips just once It's in his eyes Thank you... Silence by energy Push me down And the likes to come again Here to make you listen to them Treated to many times The eye for eye has left us blind This creature of demise Repaid all the time You hate them You hate yourself Take it out on someone else I feel a change within myself I used to be out of control I always knew anger and pain That inspiration was a game But now it seems as I grow old As I mature I'm lesser bold I can't believe how cruel and cold some people act I give it back Cause I don't want it and I don't need it So I give it back Cause I don't want it and I don't need it Don't want to understand the child abuse, the past gone violence Don't justify his violent nature Soon or later I hope he meets his maker once again And like his father before him he kills himself Cause I don't want it and I don't need it So I give it back Cause I don't want it and I don't need it You hate them You hate yourself Take it out on someone else |
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| 8. |
| 2:54 |
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As you in this search for something to hate
I can feel you rally around someone with your peers but can you stand alone Can you take the long way home Cause I stood in the circle a hundred times before and I feel safer in the eye of a storm You can throw your stones I'll only bleed for you one day They all answer to the hearsay but they will only care for one day It's so small and I would love to show you all I can see you in the middle of a doubt You told them we had a falling out Sick your dogs on me as you take the easy way out So I will be a freak show when the circus comes to town and I will rain on your parade without a sound Then we will draw a crowd that's only breaking down for one day I graduate this calss with honors I will never fail drama Making Friends Will you still hate me tomorrow? |
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| 9. |
| 2:26 |
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Here he is, he saves a grin
He wants to be the one who doesn't have to sink a level Indiscrete, in his retreat All he needs is just a taste of the bitter pride He held in her name Embrace the solitude in ordinary fucked up state of grace Far away from the days he bared the cross she used to wear In some resolve well aware A little pitiful, a pin up boy they dress in grieving wear Well at ease in consent in the drift of undertow He won't justify the pity from them When he knows....fools in love are arrogant Their sermons cloud his breathing air He's in love with an isolation from emotions Here he is awaiting sentence A fool to think that anyone can escape guilt and anguish A subtlety that can't be learned A subtlety that can't be taught He is caught in the lure of second thoughts He might still care As he settles down well aware Bound in secrecy. His voice will only dignify their But his sorrow is signified Well aware of his pride |
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| 10. |
| 2:46 |
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She broke up with me two days later i think she met
her don juan in italy she has a new man i have a new mustache now all my friends are gonna call me mountain man and everyone will think that i'm a stupid drifter to walk the earth alone i'll never shave again on the night she left me facial hair grew miraculously i dressed in black like johnny cash and grew this beard of shame i've heard it said she looks a lot like sherilyn fenn and sometimes i'm mistaken for billy gibbons i may appear wise but i'm an idiot it's over she left me and she will soon forget me she found out i was lame i grew a beard of shame come all be faithful joyful and triumphant i am a new man i have a beard of shame |
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| 11. |
| 3:05 |
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Hello, welcome to the show thought we broke up years ago what's up, I just shit my pants gambled and I lost good times, just blew out my knee I've fallen and I can't get up oh shit, I think I broke my back where's the wheelchair? I'm old school I'm played out osteoporosis, glaucoma and neurosis the vultures circling above our balding heads second verse, the same as the first I forgot the words again railer, lost my inhaler who's got a smoke for the caper? hold on let me catch my breath all right, I feel better now take it to the bridge I'll never be ozzy on stage when I'm fifty I'm gonna look like elvis by the time I'm forty we're already bogus we're already fading we'll never be the rolling stones I'm staying home dementia and senility my failing muscles atrophy I've lost all ability falling apart blue hair, brown teeth failing livers, defeat maybe we will try to pull it off for another year
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| 12. |
| 3:07 |
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Hi, it's me I'm bored again, all is well I'm not insane
I've been drunk for seven days, everything is fine I made some friends, broke the ice, then I ate some bread and cheese To gain some weight, keep me warm everything's okay. It's me, delivering psychosis, over the phone to you I color your world blue, ten thousand miles from you I'm sinking all alone, treading new waters, We're is my buoy? The van smells like a dirty sock, everyone has got the flu I'd rather be sick of you, I'd rather be asleep It's me, delivering psychosis, over the phone to you I color your world blue, ten thousand miles from you I'm sinking all alone, treading new waters, I'm missing my buoy When I get home, the band will have, it's first hit song You and I, will buy some rings, and a suburban home I'll bring home, the bacon bits, we'll make our parents grandparents I'll take you out, to breakfast at night, and then we'll go to sleep |
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| 13. |
| 0:41 | 
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| 14. |
| 3:37 |
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The turn out tonight is weak
The crowd is looking meager Only 40 to 50 in the flock but 3 more beers and I'm playin' Woodstock And you can probably see that we're not all that tight A couple more drinks will alter your sight That does not mean fight I'm not saying I have to be drunk but tequila shots make it more fun I'm havin' fun (Chorus) Oh, Beer Goggles I love to put them on Next to eachother at the bar She's thinkin' he's the one I'm thinkin' where's my car She thinks I look good Obviously she didn't smell that fart "Oh, what kind of cologne is that you're wearing?" Hey man, it's a start "Hi, my name's Barbie" "My name's Ken" The perfect couple 'cause we're drunk in the head I'm drunk again (Repeat Chorus) And one size fits all!!! |
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| 3:02 |
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One more time, falling on new ground
bracing a chase lounge, i'm a member this one truth, i can be discrete words that escape me, i remember clarity watching eyes, i can't see i can't read passion-less vacation youre not telling anyone the sum falls in a whole it's chemistry chemical Follow the pattern if you can stick around it will change again One more line stay focused hollow, why'd I feel sick? misunderstanding tempting tolerance you're not telling anyone, I'm not telling anyone this sounds atrocious, the miles horrific I recognise those last words, ill hang on to mine lying out in the sun keep it like a secret Hell, It may seem not full well all dried up and here comes the chemist again, this is everything I am. |
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| 16. |
| 1:57 |
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Well, the monkeys in the trees are happy
The coconuts are turning green The coconut boy climbs up to the top of the tree Gathered a nice ripe coconut Put 'em in a coconut sack He climbs right down with the coconuts on his backpack And the wind blows through the coconut trees The monkeys, they hang on tight The cuckoo bird sings at the 'Huc'alaa hula' tonight When the wind blows through the coconut trees The monkeys, they hang on tight The cuckoo bird sings at the 'Huc'alaa hula' tonight |
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| 17. |
| 3:03 |
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No more waiting on them
As you rise inside new rooms It's offical you've gone You can live for no one else Man the guilt must be huge As there's no gain in failure You succeed at being mine Yeah, old friend, see you there I will be proud from afar I can paint a picture In a moment of memories And there aren't many left I am extradited, uninvited It's just another saturday It's just another saturday Take a step to freedom You and her against this cruel world Take a breath of shelter and exhale Trust and allegiance Liberate yourself from us It's just another saturday |
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| 18. |
| 3:44 |
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You've got a think about being lame
You think you'll show us all your handicap is great You've got a think about being lost You think with our concern you'll find yourself And you'll never be forgotten Your family never wanted this one with all of her flaws She's trailing far behind she's feeling incomplete She has no will to win, listening, I live inside your room And you punish me as though I punish you Dumb, before it's done I am saint, will you tell me now I never could relate to how you've been forgotten Your family never wanted this one with all of her flaws But I want to know was this deprivation of money or of love [pre-chorus] This is the last time you will be denied girl You want that world that they took away Go pick up the pieces find inner strength 'cause I can't save you Find the life you left in a box the world, you said has cut you off [chorus] Bombs await you, bombs away Now let them all fall down You carry the burden, it fills you with regret, you never finished That feeling incomplete, you carry their baggage, the guilt that holds you down [repeat pre-chorus] [repeat chorus] Bombs away now 'cause life's been so hard and so long That's why I'm writing you this song |
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| 19. |
| 3:04 |
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| 20. |
| 3:34 |
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You won't find me condescending at your closed door you won't hear how I feel. say you've been there before the holiday's the hardest time to fill in all the blanks and you don't need anyone to show you those mistakes wrap yourself up in only math of our world fill up the holes in your full heart with details for all the riddles solved and every puzzle you complete can't seem to find the pieces to the heart that beats you'll master every task but always by the book then log it in your past with risk that you once took they left you then, they'll hurt you now can't get too close to you or you will cut them down and any fool can play I'll raise the stakes with another turn we risk, we roll and we burn at arms length you never get hit there's too much to gamble when you let someone in my true friend I'm spewing and only one more positive I just might spill some notable insight I didn't think before I purged so here I am attempting to unlock your closed door I wouldn't break it down 'cause you'd be gone for sure you might say something nice of me and send it in a card or under whiskey breath slur kind words at the bar and you're sinking me while you stay afloat in the tank you built we drop, we'll never learn
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| 21. |
| 2:58 |
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I'm getting used to getting old but where's my ambition - Days of
omission I feel broken down inside because my words seem to be trite adding to the overwhelming Always a question of truth your truths question my efficiency Shocking - The words you can't hear Impact - The words I can't write Recycled words don't justify... none of these words suffice searching for the sharp words to drive the message in I put the last words down then I begin to question the truth |
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| 22. |
| 3:14 |
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Friday night's the perfect night to mow some neighbor's lawn,
And Dave is drunk and at the helm before too long. And Chris will gladly ride shotgun, 'cause navigating seems like fun, Drunk and out of gas, they drive around and crash. They're driving through your yard, there's nothing you can do, Dave's behind the wheel, and he's had more than just a few. Suburban families slumber in civility, Awakened to the sights and sounds of the yard they're blowing down in their death machine. Drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive... Dave's a midnight landscaper, and he's working overtime, And he is full throttle--full throttle tonight. (Alright!) He was almost home, just one more block, he had to hit that last mailbox, Dumped it in a ditch, ain't that a bitch? (Stoking the neighbors!) Came time to run, came time to bail, He was having too much fun to spend the night in jail. He had no "Triple A" for a tow truck, Called them anyway: Goleta, hear them say, "Hey pal, you're fucked!" Dave's a decent guy, like most of us, until he drinks, And then his liquid mind takes over how he thinks. And then all that matters is having fun, pulling off the next beer run, On one too many nights, the party's over. He's driving through your yard, there's nothing you can do, Dave's behind the wheel, and he's had more than one or two. Suburban families slumber in civility, Awakened to the aftermath: the neighbors have been stoked... |
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