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Jetta II
01:52
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Reading my horoscope at the bar
Numbing betrays, and you know who you are
First recognized; post-our demise
Don’t know how I could be surprised
Taking fire to the fool at the wheel
Fifty MP is a prime time to peel
Crashing windows over last decade’s paint
Shiny and red as the blood on my face
(see no friend, have no fun, make no plans, my sweet jetta one/beautiful son)
(no billboard, no street sign, wait/pray for my nintendo skyline)
Lessons learned from a burnt engine
Cruising to Carly Rae Jepsen
Hit all green lights down the turnpike
Karma suggests
Things might be alright
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Normal Jeans
03:19
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Kindly check your bitter act at the door
Without fail, you’d sail right through the water
Swear to god I’ve not forgotten the plan
Where you sleep, lying beneath diversion
Missed all sense of time circling the arcade
Gravel barriers confirmed- no escape
Soft regrets project at all four corners
While you slept ten steps, and ten checks onward
I’m not okay now
In your peripheral
Dangling in limbo
I can’t take the
Way that you see me
All devoid of meaning
Wait for your signal
I can’t take these rules
You see yourself in me
But its not right
Our lack of conscience left us blind
With shining proof
Through time, I view
A fool desperate to be the muse
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Postmadonna
03:28
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You’d think by now I’d learn theres no reward
No change for the martyr that nobody asked for
A self-fulfilling prophecy assures
We’re all left craving more
On glowin’ slow dance floors
Take time
Be content to wait in line
Pull the wool and you might find
Their audience nice
But it’s a lie
And it’s a waste
We’ve got an eye
We have our place
Unsure we’ll win
So lets begin
The papers kept me ready on my toes
A burnin’ interest shows red passion for my foes
They say we’re living in a fairytale
A quiet fight won’t sell, so riot will prevail
Take time
Be content to wait- it’s fine.
Pull the wool and you won’t mind
Seven years gone by
Without a dime
Without a page
But I’ve got time
And got no shame
A lifetime spent
Just observin’
Take time
Be content to wait in line
Pull the wool and please don’t cry
Everything is fine
But it’s a lie
And it’s all fake
We’ll have our time
We’ll find our place
No excuses
So let’s do this
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Pour Haus
03:05
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Baby’s nobody’s ghost
No second thoughts given gold to boast
Tell those false recounts to friends you’re meeting
Your black eyes are so misleading
Now that all’s said and done
Rest assured, the blue team will get some
All the numbers are in, bets are on, kid
Better hope your spread is covered now
Did they ask you how?
Do they wonder why?
Did we shatter point-blank in the quick blink of an eye?
Anywhere you look
Got you feeling shook?
Will persist till we’ve got another one for the books
So what’s your plan?
My young fair-weather friend
You’re always throwing hands
The tension will push you through solid land
So what’s the plan?
Soon you will understand, quite how
The town will crush your chest
It’s what you get for
Messing with the best
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Baby's Last Unwaltz
04:04
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Ends frayed and seasons changed
While foundations remained
Right through the fall
Some years projecting fears
Circling them through these ears
No leads at all
Buried a life lesson
On a trip forgotten
District, unknown
(No path to show)
So, now I’m digging graves
Claiming what could be saved
To re-enroll
(Time took its toll)
Many a fragile host
Scattered sparse down the coast
Bore roots secure
(Straight to your door)
But I’d walk the seven seas
Track that soil back with me
To feel that pure
(Again, I’m sure)
But that toxic endeavor
Bound my weak arms together
Paused our long quest for answers
For plus-ones
Curse that toxic endeavor
Free my young soul forever
Shed that worn winter sweater
For the sun
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