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On Watch I
00:33
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2. |
Gray Havens
03:50
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To live in a dying breed
I see no future in me
to burn out on my own design
I feel the heat losing steam
What looks like an auspicious thought
fleeting image in the dark
Burning trash as a pastime
like a pill down the throat
What's leaning to disingenuous
A spoon-fed megaphone
Like a pillar to the heavens
We'll jam our way up
A new face based in mass appeal
Another brick in the wall
while the metal heats and cracks
We all provide
to stay in line
Watch your passion dissolve
We all worry too much
to see your parents lose out
I'll make it easier soon
we all provide
stay in line
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3. |
Blocks
03:35
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You are the few to survive
If this disease eats us one mile per minute
A cancerous lead / A life it precedes
You are the few still alive
You seem mislead / Left alone in bed
A drugged up knock / A cluster of blocks
When we wait for the caretaker
I'll start to loosen my ends
You are the few in my mind
An amphetamine dream / A pastel scene
You've lost the battle in your hands
A mud-slinging fence / Twisting meds at the end
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4. |
Suburban Yellow
04:46
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We win one more pissing match
And march onto the north
Standing still in a sinking pool
Suburban yellow is our truth
Banged up and bent out
Of shape and place
Sleeping in a different house
A suburban felon is our youth
a new position
inefficiently boxed in
Cyclical living
There's nothing like getting up
before dawn to start wasting your life
A lousy friend with crooked hands
a work of love in progress
moral compass like burnt food
A work of love is finished
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5. |
My Violent Years
03:30
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In concrete terms
I'll salvage every word
Too scared to exit
And step outside
Regretful lights
The talking queen
Outside my silver screen
Reflective eyes and scars, surprised
Turn sunlight
My violent years
I'll make you disappear
Tight fists and scared kids
Keeping notes on all sides
My violent years
Holding back your tears
The great divide
In due time
Fearful pride
Neglectful eyes
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6. |
Oldest Youngest
04:59
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You think you’ll know
The foul shape it turns
When this sequence staggers
And I wake up grown
I can tell in my hands
The skin is thickening through
the drop spreads quicker these days
not like it used to
I’ve felt the shift
Always so gently removed
Granted taken
For the simpler things
I can tell in my face
The hollows deepening still
Elastic limbs abused
If they told me that I would
Then I will
You can stay here
suspended in the right thing
I know what it’s for
the words that I’ve been sounding
out with feeling
the ones that will deprave us
when our blood
replicates us
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7. |
On Watch II
00:32
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8. |
E.D.
01:08
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If I chase this exploded drawing down the street
If this circular song stays in place
Moving up to sit still
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9. |
The Author
03:11
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What looks like the other
Let's say you find another
A path of attraction and wonder
A pool of attrition and blunder
If our worlds die in place
A simple lie, defaced
The old world carves a name
What feels like a hurdle
A trail of letters find the author
Fear's built up like a shelter
A leaky rooftop, I'll reside under
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10. |
Tunnel Vision Quest
03:06
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There's little pain
Not all acute
You stubbed your toe
Through the hole in your shoe
The weight hits hard
Through fistful smiles
You swim for hours
And get real close
A filterless cig
A rubbing alcohol swig
A newborn fib
And a losers lisp
Holy roller
Don't lose your number
Or you can't play my game
We buckle and swing
Oh virginia
Sweet disappointment
I hardly knew ya
Relief rings true
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11. |
Like Dead Skin
02:49
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If I'm content with the bad world
Then what's bad is good
and I'm the fool
keeping track of losing these days
and keeping loose, he says
Then you pick
You pick me off like dead skin
Failure's a word that I can
"spell real good"
When the word is spelled out in front of me
A successful up climb
to the cloud nine
all the kids will say
all the kids will say
all the kids will say
all the kids will stay on
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12. |
Schemes
04:43
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Look at your schemed fiend
A sketchy scene / your new dream
In a limbo-zine
A new age caller I.D.
A freak's lean on an old means
Fence-walk for bigger things
Loud use of tent pitching
A cooled off demon sings
Proud use of old-school vulgarity
Hidden in thoughtful seats
A walled-up border collie
Group trips, a subtle folly
Look up an idol's dream
Drenched in sunscreen / A sad scene
Things that shouldn't be
Cold sweat leader
Spray painted scenester
King of the bottom feeders
Newborn anomalies
A fixed up flag dream with tears stream
A think tank with endless needs
A tall order man
Abusing our little world leads
Fall back on smaller things
Tuned in and turned off
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13. |
G's End
05:11
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In the end
What matters is if you're safe
Gaslighting your way
To keep the circle in play
Did he treat you right
Does it feel good
Or Do you feel projected
Like you've been told to
All I've wanted to say
Is I hope you find peace today
Worried you're propped up on display
Do you feel happy
Do you feel misused
I fear I’ll overstep my place in this game
Do you still feel happy
Is that word abused
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