1. |
Beer
01:59
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The only thing we have in common is beer.
It is showing my dear.
It’s true.
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2. |
B 2 C
03:23
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@#$%^&*
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3. |
Something New
04:03
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I wanna find out something new,
not the same ol’ pattern that i do
the same old path being obsessed with you.
i wanna find out something new,
hide a different secret in my brew
to be excited, naturally enthused.
but I am scared.
I am so tired and repressed,
got too much hope on your small breasts,
but deep inside I know I can’t be saved.
I wanna find out something raw,
Not the same ol’ circle that I draw,
The way I am, I am depressed with you.
I truly tried to clean my head,
Changed all the locks and burned your bags
But somehow I find you here again.
Can’t you see you’re still in my way
When I get old I’ll laugh with pain
But somehow I find you here again.
Get out.
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4. |
Home, Again
02:23
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I can't live without it
Things had made me crawl.
When you run In circles,
you just have to go,
Home, again.
I am sick and tired of
Sleeping on their floors
Dream awake and silent
of a place to call.
Home, again.
Home is there to guide me
Home is where you are
Home is there to find me
Under shooting stars.
Home is there to guide me
Home is where you are
Home is deep inside me
Under shooting stars.
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5. |
Hack My Chest
03:09
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This ocean kinda stinky,
brochure said that I will have fun.
Now, betrayed and sweaty,
angry as the frying sun
Hack My chest.
My little new puppy is broken.
Box said it will "bark with love"
Now I have this friendly
Task to drag along in the park.
Hack my chest, with your axe my dear.
I need you.
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6. |
I Had Walked
03:30
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I had walked down holding only my drumstick,
And when it broke, I kneeled down and started applauding.
with no hands, I still can count on my rhythm.
It's in my head, the beat is firm and it’s guiding me through the seizure.
fuck this fucking voice,
Don't you contract around it.
There's a million doubts and there’s a rent,
without it.
fuck this fucking voice,
Don't you contract around love.
I am weak, but I still can take on my liquids.
It's in my veins, the salt then spreads
so the heart can pump for no reason.
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7. |
Best Friend
03:06
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I hate it when you put stones in my shoes,
so disrespectful.
Why do you always have to call drunk from his house?
Why does it have to be collect?!
You would say that I am nothing but your best friend
As you sip your days from your sad bowl
I would lick your wounds and try to make you sing for him once
You would say that you've got no more voice
Shut up. Shut up. I said shut up!
Now listen, I don’t mind you do whatever you want to do.
You wannas shave your legs next to me,
that’s fine - as long as I can fuck you.
Many drafts it took me to complete this letter.
Tossing bad words on my lonesome one room floor.
Nothing now can save me once, confessed this knowing:
That I am yours.
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8. |
Suddenly Something
03:55
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Start your packing on Wednesday
I know, it's early but we’ve got so much to
talk before you leave here,
Before that,
the clock will punch its tone,
means you’re gone.
and there's suddenly something,
There’s Suddenly something,
Cannot find The words
But There’s suddenly something
There’s suddenly something,
At the door.
Start unpacking on Thursday
I know it's stupid but it’s hard to Find
The way to depart when you’re trying
my stutter will fall to
No vowels
Just smiles
and there's suddenly something,
There’s Suddenly something,
Cannot find The words
But There’s suddenly something
There’s suddenly something
At the door.
I know that it ain’t fun to die
I know that you’re watching me fly
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9. |
Night Has Gone
02:52
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Here, sitting on the bench, waiting for the sun.
Night, drunks and bitter wolves made my panic run.
Wait! Don't contract your breath, let them sift the trash.
Soon the bus will come I'm sure, take me all the way…
Here the night is gone,
the day is here
and I must go
and though I'm scared, I am prepared,
to meet what's there,
as long as I survive to tell
the night is gone,
the day is here
and I must go
and though I'm scared, I am prepared,
to meet what's there.
Here, crowding on the bus, praying for a stop.
Sick, old and poor and nuns dozing on my trunk
Pee, oily hands from chips, soon the sun will rise,
Wait, don't contract your breath, all will wash with time.
Here the night is gone,
the day is here
and I must go
and though I'm scared, I am prepared,
to meet what's there,
as long as I survive to tell
the night is gone,
the day is here
and I must go
and though I'm scared, I am prepared.
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10. |
The Race
03:35
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$%#%^
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11. |
Moon Eclipse
03:33
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Sun will go down,
With or without conviction.
Moon will eclipse japan again.
I have betrayed all of my doubts this winter.
You shall submit to the sun as well.
All I know there’s no time
All I hope there’s no mine
empty days i wonder why
i believed that i don’t mind
All of the Leaves
Fall from my father’s garden
Once he had shade,
now he has sand.
I will expand under your trees,
Dear forest,
Then give birth to offspring again.
Sitting around, half time drunk
Moving about, there’s no stop
Look at the stars, there’s so much to see
Sitting around, half time drunk
Passing a blunt, don’t burn out
Look at the stars, there’s no stress to be
Sun will go on
Sharing her grace
With no effort
casting her rays
on hobos and lakes
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12. |
Teenage
04:36
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Teenage running in sensation,
School is off today's election day.
Parents vote a sane tomorrow,
We smoke weed and try not follow them
Smoking weed has got me anxious,
My mom also once had braces,
She once sat and spat at faces,
Now, detached she laughs with hatred.
Well you know, I am your blood.
And you know, I'll cut my tongue.
And you know....
All the streets signs, stretch their faces
My ex-girl has left no traces.
Used to eat up all her madness,
Now alone, I'm full and helpless.
Hostile parents eat too often,
My car runs on fueled exhaustion,
Boy was that a great vacation,
Mom can smile without intention.
Well you know, I am your blood.
And you know, I'll cut my tongue.
And you know....
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