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Baby Doll
04:35
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Low tide, I'm too broke to buy and we got
Close ties, but I take no sides and you got a
Full ride you gonna touch the sky, so I said
Fuck pride this time it's time to try
If you can just take the time
To make up your mind
Maybe this time
You gonna leave them all behind
Baby doll, you've got to make that call
Hurry up now there's no time to stall
Baby doll, you've got to make that call
Hurry up now there's no time to stall
It's your first try, you better do it or die
You better hold tight, you gonna go for a ride
Then you fall on hard times and now you falling behind
It's just the daily grind, you got faults to find
But if you can just take the time
To make up your mind
Oh maybe this time
You gonna leave them all behind
I said baby doll, you've got to make that call
Hurry up now there's no time to stall
Baby Doll, you've got to make that call
Hurry up now there's no time to stall
Yes I said baby doll, you've got to make that call
Hurry up now there's no time to stall
Baby doll, you've got to make that call
Hurry up now there's no, I said there's no time to stall
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Surfacer
04:07
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You address my insecurities perfectly
I hope you’re not baiting me with your breathe
Your intentions are only as bad as my interpretation of what happens next
I don’t fancy myself omniscient, i’m often lost within context
Now comprehension is starting to dawn about what you want
glad I didn’t have to guess
Maybe I’m overthinking it like I always do
I don’t often believe fantasies come true
Arrested emotions, and circumstantial closeness
We’re blind and believe we deserve this
Infatuation is just procrastination
of not scratching past the surface, yes i’m a surfacer
Are you biting your lip in nervousness or something more suggestive
The rules stand you can only take what i’m willing to give
But this is all unrehearsed so it might be reverse of what I think I see
Or perhaps you’re thinking that i’m thinking too much about what I thought to be
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3. |
Forever
05:02
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Well I wanna love the way you waste my time
but darling its a shame while in this frame of mind
its the way you say I love you so quietly in my ear
but the only reason you're whispering is so no one else will hear
You like it when they all think you're available
Pleasing to the eye yet quite replaceable
you've never been that shy as your affection to me is a lie
and as i say these words to you, I'd be surprised if you cried
Because darling, nothing lasts forever, at least thats what I'm told
But forever seems a long time for nothing to unfold.
Your stories twist and turn more than your curves
but the truth behind your alibis simply aint that hard to learn
its the way that you cant look me in the eye
with the twist of a smile upon those lips like you think you're so sly
Well if I wasn't always so busy, I'd unravel this whole fucking mystery
But I ain't Sherlock Holmes and you're never gonna throw me a bone
so there better be no tears when I leave you all alone
Because darling, nothing lasts forever, at least thats what I'm told
But forever seems a long time for nothing to unfold.
I never that'd be easy to let go of affection
With our eyes on the ground,
I guess we wandered off in different directions
how can there be so many versions of one person
it makes my head spin
but I'll be sure to never do that kind of shit again
Because darling, nothing lasts forever, at least thats what I'm told
But forever seems a long time for nothing to unfold.
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4. |
Been There
04:34
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I've been the floor you stand upon
and I don't want to drop you, but I'm tired of being walked on
Watching my life's moments falling through cracks in the floor
It feels like once I lose them I won't get em back no more
Because I've been scared, yes it's unfair
but I still want to help you make it through
but I've been there, I've been there
yeah I've been there for you
Yeah, that girl still got a hold on me
and no that ain't such a bad thing, necessarily
But now I'm looking and It's clear to see
Yeah, she still got a hold on me
But I said baby you've been too scared, yes it's unfair
but I still want to help you make it through
but I've been there, I've been there
yeah I've been there for you
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5. |
Escapist
04:18
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Open my eyes to a bloody nose
Sweat stained sheets stuck to my soggy clothes
I lost my keys wallet and phone
good thing a hangover feels like home
Well i wish every night could feel like this
Head thick with blissful ignorance
I can’t stop and I don’t care what i missed
God it feels so good to be an escapist
I’m not on some spiritual quest for truth
A care free good time is my only pursuit
When the sun goes down it’s my time to shine
If I don’t remember I must have had a good time
Oh, oh,
B Money gonna take the flow
Because the stage is the only place to go
To lose to yourself
Escape the trouble
Of a world filled with ordinary
Nonsense and rubble
I wanna find a way
I wanna find a magical escape
To ease my mine from rhythm and rhyme
Drop out of this grind
Know that there is a time
When we must all lose our minds
To Bacchic stumbles and ecstatic flying
I know that you're trying to save me
From my own dark destiny
But I know I won't let it get the best of me
Yea I know I won't let it get the best of me
Oh I know I won't let it get the best of me
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6. |
Craven
03:56
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What do I need So clear to see
By the flashing screens around me
Desire devour dispose repeat
When will it finally make me complete
Money sex and drugs the things I’m trained to love
My image ever changing and defined by all my stuff
When will it collapse and conform into a crutch
Oh when push comes to shove I’ll take my money sex and drugs
What do I want if i give it some thought
It might be a little more than the things I’ve bought
Sure I’ve got cash to keep my powdered face fresh
But when smoke pours from the mirror it all turns to ash
When push came to shove where were my money sex and drugs
What is success? have i made it yet?
look at me now ma is this as good as it gets
Still feels like there’s too many holes in my safety net
I’m slaving while craven to be out misbehaving
My receipts keep piling I know I will be paying
The man who decides what I need in my life
Like I don’t know what I’m saying
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7. |
Photographic Lens
04:51
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The world through a photographic lens
giving my best efforts to pretend
that sad realities will never break in
this frame has no notion how fragile it is
The world doesn’t slow down when you sleep
Nightmares drown dreams that sink too deep
It’s pessimism versus blind belief
Pushing pebbles up a staircase too steep
That sad scholar keeps his frown
He never stopped and took the time to look around
Hoping his lost memories will never be found
His tunnel vision whispered out loud
Still it’s too easy for thoughts to slip back into the past
He’s clinging on to good times gone too fast
Lacking that satisfaction too quick to catch
His superstition masked
I see you there with your
photographic vision
Just can't help but envision
There might be a situation
In which you would be better served
By a grander perspective
Because this world is filled with
Angles and tangles of lives
That can only survive
If some time is spent
Unwinding thought rambles
Through dialogue
Releasing angers
But laughter too dude
Because we've gotta
Get in the mood
For revealing our truth
Finding momentary proof
That we are all the universe
So, put your camera down
And take a look around
See if somebody else is making sounds
And maybe take a listen
For a least a few seconds
Get the drift of their current expression
You don't always need
To focus your aperture
Sometimes a moment
Is best in the moment
And must evade capture
We are always awaiting
Anticipating the rapture
Poorly fueled fires are fickle friends
Often too toxic to tend
Poor man he can’t see his perspective
Is fixed in one photographic lens
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8. |
Sweatin
03:41
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We always do our duty when confronted with hate
We let everyone know how we feel
Its easier to do than try to educate
So why ever do something real
If one dies its tragic, but a thousand is a statistic
We do our part because we care
So if you haven't heard, we are here to spread the world
A waste of time to say a prayer
We'll save the world by pressing share
Get a sticker that says coexists
But wont give a homeless man a dime
We like to fancy ourselves activists
But prefer TV in our spare time
If one dies its tragic, but a thousand is a statistic
We do our part because we care
So if you haven't heard, we are here to spread the world
A waste of time to say a prayer
We'll save the world by pressing share
I find
That it goes
On and on
On and on
You don a facade of caring
Pretentiously adopt a drop of self awareness
A gun rings loud
It goes viral
So you put on your
Self righteous crown
Crying out to the town
Isn't it such a shame!
Posing humble as your ego inflates
You drop back into your privileged throne
While the rest of the world
Is burning down
Apocalypse party hopping
Never stopping
Always rocking
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10. |
Railroad Riot
03:36
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11. |
Telephone
03:52
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Telephone hello
Talking to myself when I’m all alone
The speaker crystal clear in my ear
A different voice drifting through the tone
Telephone I hear
A therapist living inside there
Reflections of what I say as if to someone else
Relieve me of my fear
I hear it calling me
Yea I’m Listening
It’s so appealing
Like hearing the sirens sing
Telephone hear me
Can you expand this vanity
A mirror would work as well
But my eyes judge more than my whole body
Telephone please ring
The sound always a blessing
the attention arriving just feeding the fiend
Instantly messaging
Telephone thank you
I always have something to talk to
My best friend now always in my hand
Just please don’t die too soon
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