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All of these memories and what can I say
All of those times I got carried away
So pinch my cheek tightly but don't go away
And bring your face closer and closer this way
The sound of your voice and the taste of your kiss
Send teardrops like slideshows of places I'll miss
Parting of Lips
Parting of Ways
Bending this fork so I can't go back from where I came
Parting of Lips
Parting of Ways
Bending this fork so I can't go back from where I came
All of these people I'm thinking about
Went to their beds curled up and died out
One look at your smile and I have no doubt
I'm gonna leave while my past dicks around
I know there's a place that is better than this
I go there the moment my lips touch your lips
Parting of Lips
Parting of Ways
Bending this fork so I can't go back from where I came
Parting of Lips
Parting of Ways
Places you take me, I am amazed
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I've Got Nothing
03:01
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Speeding up to spiral down
What have I done? Let you down
Turn that smile to a frown
Speeding up to spiral down
Crazy but silent she stared into my eyes,
But I couldn’t figure out what she wanted to see,
So I just stared back and
Waited until she made her move.
She drew breath in and the sky grew dark
And suddenly I noticed
The storm engulfing me.
Neuron activity in my f-MRI
Reminds me of times when I studied my head off.
It nearly exploded from sounds all around
And I couldn’t get out of this goddamn town
Quick enough to see the fires that burned
And spurned. My eyelids closed.
The smell of burnt rubber and gasoline
Makes me want to fall asleep
And I still miss fresh-cut grass in my backyard
But those times never last.
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Retail Wars
02:32
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We need some excitement in this quiet town
(Quiet, don't give away our position)
So raise up your rifles and shoot them all down
(Gunfire over car ignition)
They say that the customer is always right
(This won't get you paid any overtime)
But "Who will be left?" is the question tonight
(As bullet shells paint the parking lot lines)
Knives fly like bullets side by side
Eliminate the generals by surprise
No one expected this change in tide
We'll slash at our prices and hope to cut throats
(Build a wall with stockroom surplus)
We're stealing away to hide in racks of coats
(You break it, you buy it and use it against us)
They've taken the food court, we're too late
(Watch out for their homemade mustard gas)
So make one last charge on their barricade
(Those in first are those who last)
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4. |
Modern Mayflower
02:50
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With wind in her hair
Songs on her breath, singing
Songs of the past
Songs of older hearts, broke
Driving away cause I've driven you out
Driving away cause I've driven you out
Fleeing the sacrilege, fleeing the shouts
Driving away cause I've driven you out
The tear that you dropped
As you left from my room hasn't landed
The tongue that once said
I'm here or I'm dead is tied
You said you were hungry
You jangled your keys
And left the room clutching your side
I said, "I love you" as food for thought
But your stomach's not hurting this time
You'd drive that car like a modern mayflower to hell
Then pilgrimage over you're mentally headed for home
I'd tell you, "I told you"
I'd tell you, "you left without knowing"
But you did some thinking
Over 3000 miles of thought
I haven't seen you
It's been seven years since we talked
Modern mayflower I wish you well
I wish you well
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Guys With Guitars
04:20
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Packed her bags
3:00 in the morning
Slammed the door at
3:15
In between she said baby you're boring
I need a someone to electrify me
Now I was scared
I asked why so sudden
She moved her lips and I
Wished I was dead
Cause she spoke like reciting a poem
Yeah I nearly died when she said
Guys with guitars seem sexy to me
Tell me no lies like the ones you told me
And guys with guitars have money
Unlike you honey
Well at least you're going solo without me
Turn on the tube
4:00 in the morning
Insomniac videos on MTV
The rock band played
My blood it was soaring
Was she with guitarist A or B
Eyeballs red
Shoved my face in the pillow
Tossed and turned with dreams of her in my head
But these dreams are too hard to kill so
I just reflected on the time that she said
Guys with guitars seem sexy to me
Tell me no lies like the ones you told me
And guys with guitars have money
Unlike you honey
Well at least you're going solo without me
Guys with guitars seem sexy to me
Tell me no lies like the ones you told me
And guys with guitars have money
But guys with guitars
ARE NOT WHAT THEY SEEM!
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Bones
04:33
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I'd say any word
In the English language
If that word could fill these shoes and talk
Open up your heart
Even if it's broken
I told you from the start
I'm here
I'm here
I'd tear all my organs out
And throw them on the floor
Right at your feet
If that is the only way
To see me for my bones and not my teeth
I wish you could see me for just my bones
I wish you could see me for just my bones
Cut me down
Tear me down
Not a masochist just hoping you'll see
Piece by piece
Limb by limb
Not a beast just me
Just me
I've got all this dressing
On a beautiful wound
That if unraveled just might leave me bleeding
But won't leave you guessing in this room
In this room
In this room
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