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Midwest Band (We're A)
04:13
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I've been off running my mouth
Trying to make someone else proud
You can leave if it's too loud
That's got nothing to do with me
Those tired words that I once stole
Once charming to me now grow old
That's not where my intentions go
So that's not where I'm gonna be
Talk is cheap lies are more so
Strategies always feel cold
I've seen where those inventions go and
That's got everything to do with me
Coz I've been off running my mouth
No one's impressed no one feels proud
I'll be alright when you come down
Just please don't ever let me be
I've got something to prove
I'm not sure what it is
But I can't shake the feeling
That its going to hurt
Coz with people nothing good
Ever comes for free
I don't want this feeling
Is this all I can expect?
You can leave if you want to
I'll never be one to stop you
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Maybe when I'm not so low
We could be together then
Maybe when you're not so high
We could be together then
Cracked up ain't what it used to be
Nickel-plated of mind, but it's only me
Elated and Jaded could never make it to eternity
But I'm try
Maybe at our last goodbye
If we get a last goodbye
Then I won't see you cry
We could be together then
Cracked up ain't what it used to mean
Nickel-plated of mine, but it's only me
Elated and Jaded could never make it to eternity
But I try
Nothing you do surprises me anymore
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I'm so excited! Because I'm so enlightened
I'm feeling so reliant
I'm feeling so beyond it
Just call me Caesar
Paranoid of everything around me
Maybe going out wasn't such a hot idea(s) they,
love to Dress it Up & Call it Living
Missing every single point I made last weekend
When everything around me felt so Jaded made it
Easier for someone to escape it.
From something fucked up
Not easily defined, I
Can't shake it
And just call me Caesar
Paranoid of everything around me
I'm drowning
Stop pretending that everything you do is so convincing
This isn't living
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4. |
Date Night
03:58
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Check mane find glasses
To bring the stitches up to 9
But with my jacket and your sundress
Sweetheart, I think you took tonight
We'll contend a point a mystery
Inquire on my behalf
To if our jokes are funny
Or did we both just need a laugh?
I can't stop thinking about you
Why would I want to?
I can hear you say
Can't you see it's been a good day?
Stumbling down the park trail
I made a play for your hand
You told me of your dreams and
I told you about my rock n roll band
In the blankets buried
Who needs a break for air
And if we just stayed underground
Would anybody care?
I can't stop thinking of you
Why would I want to?
I can hear you say
Can't you see it's been a good day?
I can't turn away from you
Why should I want to?
I can see you smile
Ain't it good to be alive?
i been sunk
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You don't have a clue
What I'd do for you
We can't leave it be
You've done so much for us
But we could never be you
You never complained
Never said anything
Don't have to say anything
You never pretend
You listened to all my songs
But we could never be you
And here, here at the end
You'll do what you wanted to
Whatever you want to do
Goodbye, my silent friend
I hope I've been good to you
I hope I've been good to you
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6. |
lo c
01:38
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No obstacles no adventures
Your desk a new cockpit
Don't worry son!
Don't even have to turn your head
No livery no lights
All the owners went and chopped them down
Til there's nothing left for any animals 'cept for broken bits of brick and stone
**in a yelling tone of voice**
To sing about rivers, where rivers shouldn't be
How do I address the lake, above the farm, under me
Your apathetic reasons, they're not helping anybody
Your pathetic reasons, they don't help anybody
Your assistance was an accident
Charity sets a DANGEROUS precedent
But don't worry sir, we all know you couldn't care
No culture is an accomplishment (woo!)
Hurry up we've got a viBe to save
Your mood is no image. Your mood is no laugh, but
I'm a laugh
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7. |
2000 Miles, Four Buffalo
04:56
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Jack, the View, I'm in the know
She said, "I've got three more days lest you want to go"
From beet red don't let it show
The option for the operator's own
I found something more to do
Than be cut up and wasting out of view
Brand new coat and western tunes
I'm such a cowboy kid of legend through and through
New digs. New kid.
I think I like it
But none can restore
Your place. Your face.
Once did invited me
And I can't stand it anymore
Open scene on empty rows
I saw 2,000 miles, four buffalo
Ancient fields devoid of growth
Paint a balance once held long ago
I found something more to do
Than be cut up and wasting over you
Zealous wrath and point of view
Could kill a cowboy kid, a legend destitute
I'll rip. I'll tear.
The men behind this
Tear down pillars
New dodge. A mirage.
It might undo me
But I'm not hiding anymore
That's right
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Call me over
You're sold
Tell me something
You know
It seems too easy
So I left the party feeling low
Feeling tired
Or stoned
You give your reasons
I'm sold
It's just too easy
So I left the party to be alone
It was nice to see you
Nicer to see me go
I'll tell you I'll miss this
But I'm already home
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So I stood up
Walked to the door
I don't really care
If you don't want me anymore
Fluorescent dreams
Oddly serene
Caught stealing again
From this world that I made
Losing sleep and
All my interests
Call it a shoot-up
Of everything I am
Orange light, watch the air glow
Gasping through the window
And goddammit my heart broke
I'm never moving again
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10. |
( Intermission )
01:00
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The silliest
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11. |
Poor Connection
03:09
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Stuff the bells and
Watch em swing
So morose
I can't hear a thing
Evil thoughts got me
Wondering
To the nature of
Important Things
Lost in one's crowd
How I crave the sound
Of someone thinking of me
Not received or never sent
Couldn't feel the words you said you meant
Relegated to one day
Casualty of the digital age
We could beat that
Yeah we could beat that horse
Would not be friendly of me
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12. |
Cheerio
06:16
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*intro claves*
Can't count the times
My life was threatened
With coffin image in the grills reflected
The migration to the city once fled from
Mired by bridges neglected and
Funneled to the Action, The Future!
Praying some ash doesn't reach you
If it reaches at all
Struck by the urge to un-panic
I send through for a night wholly manic
I count one, and you may count three
In the last question everyone's evading for me
(I think?) I thought I found a thought that now falls
Inward and down when
Anger is grounded
Nothing's left, save the refuse
Cries another victim of the white guy blues
I count the acts of love, I see them!
I take the friendly words, I hear them!
*more claves*
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