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Done
04:47
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It was the hardest ground that I had ever walked on
And just like everybody I kept on walking on
There was a man in the park and he was lying down
Oh, he could have been dead
Oh, he could have been dead
But, just like everybody, I kept on walking on
Pretend not to notice the body on the lawn
He could have gotten up when I had gone
And just like everybody, he could’ve kept on walking on
Walking on
He could have kept on walking on
And I thought to myself
“Hey, there was probably something I should have done”
And I still walk with the fire
It’s not the one that’s burning inside her
And she came to me, on pages and stolen stationary
And she told me she was sorry
That this was some strange irony
That we got so estranged
Yet ended up in the exact same place
The exact same place
Ended up in the exact same place
And I just wanted to say that I only wanted to be like you, because
Sister, I admired you and you gave up and said
“You know, I'm sorry for everything I’ve done”
And sometimes I don’t wanna see my friends
And it don’t have to mean anything
Feel the slow acceleration, feel the
Heavy implications of
Skin on skin
Did you notice it when you grew
Into me like I grew into you?
And I surrendered my loneliness to you
And you said something along the lines of “I love you”
And I probably took it the wrong way
And you came back and said
“Hey, I was looking for a reason to leave
And it’s you
And it’s you”
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Flesh and Electricity
03:57
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Each day, I ride my bike to the hospital
Walk around, check vital signs, and pretend to be useful
Sometimes, though, I really don’t know what I’m doing here
My father says it’s atonement for my reckless years
Like the antagonist from that book
For that class that I once took
I’ve been desensitized to the human body
That I could look at you naked
And all I’d see would be anatomy
You’re just bones and insecurity
Flesh and electricity to me
Each night, I try to find that feeling in my bed
The two-dimensional happiness
When you live your life through a camera lens
People stick together and they pull themselves apart
Dehydration, separation, like the chambers of my heart
And then the weight fell off like clothes
Never knowing where it goes
I’ve been desensitized to the human body
That I could look at you naked
And all I’d see would be anatomy
You’re just bones and insecurity
Flesh and electricity to me
Tearing labels off your bottles in a living room
Feeling nothing, wanting nothing
Because that part of me left with you
Now, I plan my day around the eight and twelve medication rounds
There are no shocks or surprises
No, it’s nothing like that
‘Cause I've been desensitized to the human body
That I could look at you naked
And all I’d see would be anatomy
You’re just bones and insecurity
Flesh and electricity like me
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West Side Story
05:32
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Tried to get the audience out from inside my head
And the things you say are beautiful, but they don’t make very much sense
From the day that I was born, they took me for all that I had
And I let them
‘Cause they let me in
I'm so weak, I can barely hold this instrument
I wanna do whatever you wanna do
I wanna make fun of cops with you
You went on tour and I went on medication
I’ve been stuck in this waiting room and they’re telling me to stay patient
So, I’ll close my eyes and I’ll sing this song for you
Celebrate with a joint or two
And a new backyard tattoo
And think of the time that we spent watching X-Files in your living room
I wanna do whatever you wanna do
I wanna find every truth with you
And it all comes down to the knowledge that we’re gonna die
Find comfort in that or be scared for the rest of your life
So, I sing and I scream and I strum and I try to help out
’Til I can build a little house
That the government doesn’t know about
But I’d rather be right here than anywhere else, right now
I wanna do whatever you wanna do
I wanna watch the empire fall with you
And it’s fucking with me that you didn’t see
That it wasn’t them and it was always me who knew too much
And I’m no storyteller the way you are
I’m just an angry kid who got given a guitar
But how dare you say that I’m too young
To know that the ticket prices are going up
And the trains still aren’t on time
And the thugs that patrol the lines are the reason I’ll never pay my fines
And prescription prices are going up
And we’re not making any more money
Tony’s wallet’s getting heavy
Gina, your stomach is far from empty
And it’s too many in my mind
And now I’m living on the west side
You say
“Breathe it in, breathe it out”
You don’t know what you’re talking about
And it’s eating away at my insides
And now I’m living on the west side
And my mother says I’ve gotten thin
Don’t wanna see you for a couple of years
But yours is a funeral I’d fly to from anywhere
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4. |
Lost (Season One)
03:47
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How it always ends up like this
Two lovers staring at each other through a phone screen, lost
For this, I really can’t find the time
Trying to keep running with my life, ‘cause if I stop
I’m lost
Hope you know where you are
I hope someone’s lent you their guitar
I know you’re out feeling everything and I’m in bed watching season one of LOST
Keep running to save face
We’re still living like dogs in space, lost
With so little direction
Of course, I haven’t forgotten you
Such an impossible thing to do, but if I look back
I’m lost
Hope you know where you are
I hope you feel like you’ve gotten far
And maybe you were told you were special one too many times and now you’re lost
Maybe I don’t get it
Maybe I’ll never get it
I’m just lost
Now it always ends up like this
It’s just me staring at couples across the street and they look so clean and happy
But, I don’t wanna end up like that
Going through the motions of lying in bed back to back
How it always ends up like that
I wanna be losers forever
Drink coffee in bed together
And not talk to anyone and figure out what it is that we had lost
What it is that we had lost
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“I’m not gonna climb
A ladder for the rest of my life”
You said that and stood back
And you walked away before they could react
Hearing cat calls from police cars
And they say
“What you gonna do about it dressed the way you are?”
Yeah, it’s a very common lie
They say you're asking for it
When you’re walking home alone at night
They say the only thing that stops
A bad man with a gun
Is a good man with a gun
The lies they scare in you
The only thing that stops
A bad man with a gun
Is a good man with a gun
The lies they use to control you
So, you turned and walked away
Forgot everything they taught you ’til that day
And started arguing eloquently
As to whether jet fuel could melt steel beams
Hearing cat calls from a construction yard
They’ll say, “Take it as a compliment, they’re only being nice”
Yeah, it’s a far too common lie
And you’ll carry keys between your knuckles
When you walk alone at night
They say the only thing that stops
A bad man with a gun
Is a good man with a gun
The lies they sell to you
The only thing that stops
A bad man with a gun
Is a good man with a gun
The lies they use to control you
It’s the trophy wives raising trophy wives
Raising children on TV
Scared of people like you and me
Just don’t ask questions, you’ll sleep peacefully
We will not go out in silence
And we will not go quietly
Nah, jet fuel can’t melt steel beams
I’ve watched enough
Conspiracy documentaries, yeah
They say the only thing that stops
A bad man with a gun
Is a good man with a gun
The lies they use to control you
The only thing that stops
A bad man with a gun
Is a good man with a gun
The lies they use to control you
Use to control you
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6. |
Trepidation
03:32
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I heard the phone ring when you said
“Regrets are probably a good thing”
And I didn’t answer
It was a private number
It made me kind of anxious
And I can feel it coming
I can hear someone screaming
Out in the darkness
At least you’re here with me
In the darkness with me
I swear, it’s a trap
And sometimes my arms bend back
But it’s been getting better
The dark days are over
And I’ll eat salt with you
If that’s what you need me to do
And years from now
I’ll think of something profound
I know it's getting you down
And she made me shake
When she got up in my face
And heartbreak left a splinter
But I heard they met on Tinder
So, it really doesn’t matter
‘Cause they really don't matter
I swear, it’s a trap
And sometimes my arms bend back
Now the dark days are over
I think I finally got closure
And I still spend my time
Hiding behind closed eyes
When I’m trying to be honest
I feel like such a fucking tourist
And I still get so anxious
But, I came here alone
And I will leave here on my own
And I will stand in the front row
Yeah, I still come to your shows
And sing along to the words I know
I swear it’s a trap
Sometimes my arms bend back
But it’s better than before
No, you don’t scare me anymore
You don’t scare me anymore
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7. |
Stove Lighter
04:20
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Kids from my high school still ignore me
When they see me busking in the city
And I think they’re going somewhere
To take horse tranquilizer and act like they’re too cool to be there and
They’ll still call me when they wanna get high
Those I look up to, look down on me
Or maybe it’s just my crippling anxiety?
Because it’s been happening a lot lately
I think it’s got something to do with you, but you make me pretty happy
I’m just whining about the same shit as yesterday
And I would sneak him into my mother’s house
Where he would draw the things I’d talk about
And we only ever made out
And listened to Tigers Jaw and UV Race, yeah, it was pretty grouse
But I gave him my old phone and he moved away
Now I read my text books like The Bible
There’s something about truth that makes existence bearable
We’re sitting ‘round the kitchen table
It kinda feels like family but a little more unstable
And we still have to light the stove with a lighter
Yeah, we still have to light the stove with a lighter
Still have to light the stove with a lighter
It’s kinda like I almost want you to understand this like the first time you were here
It’s kinda like I almost want you to understand me like the first time we were here
And all this time it made sense to me why life was so unfair
Because the universe don’t know and the universe don’t care
It took years to figure out everyone else had shit on their mind
And the darkness that lives inside of me, looks exactly like you sometimes
Still have to light the stove with a lighter
I’ll sit alone in my bedroom
Hope they can’t hear me in the next room
Always alone in my bedroom
Hoping no one can hear me
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8. |
Song For Charlie
06:46
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When I asked what closure felt like
No one could give me a solid answer
When we turned around the corner
I felt my entire body shake
I swear it didn’t look like him
Those hands were dirty and that was comforting
And when she said don’t be afraid
For the last time, I touched his face
And I drove over Sunday morning
I couldn’t stop shaking the whole way
And she walked over to the thermostat
Said the house needed to be warm today
And we all sat there in silence
Listening to our mother cry
And I felt it when it hit
I feel everything
And I heard you practicing in the shower
All the things you were gonna say
Though I didn’t hear specific words
Boy, I tell you, you sounded brave
You were that little bit too late
Probably wouldn’t have changed him anyway
But if I said that I felt the same
Would it feel okay?
And I keep his photo in my wallet
Yeah, I watch home videos sometimes
To hear his voice and see him smile
To heal the impact on my life
Still hoping I’ll see him on the street
Or in the house he built around me, my sisters, and my brother
For the strongest woman I’ve ever known, my mother
And I keep his photo in my room
And how he looked so much like you
Charlie, you’re gonna be okay
At least tomorrow, if not today
And Charlie, I’m gonna be okay
And there is no one we can blame
Charlie, you’re gonna be okay
At least tomorrow, if not today
Keep playing your songs everyday
Oh, and when you’re not okay
You can always call
And it was no one’s fault
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