1. |
Safer
01:46
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a guitar won't save your life
these pedals mean nothing in the dead of night
i thought "just a few more chords and it'll be alright"
the melody is nothing but a lifelong fight
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2. |
Contract
04:10
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I...I thought today might be great
'Bout time I had my big break
Why can't I let myself win?
What's so damned hard about it?
Every night find it hard not to think
Is the secret to life at the end of this link?
What's so hard about it?
Problems don't exist 'till I create
A lucid mind is all it really takes
Problems don't exist 'till I create
Falling fast into a downward state
Sign...We only need your first name
The world is laughing at you
Why don't you prove 'em all wrong?
What's so damned hard about it?
Cul-De-Sac
Picket Fence
SUV
Are these stories
all true or just too
good to be?
What's so hard about it?
There’s no guarantee
Don’t lie to me
You climbed the tree
So reluctantly
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3. |
A Standard
02:14
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A Standard
To weep, is to buy into a standard
A manufactured rubric that turns the gears of our feelings
Am I sad?
Or do I just think I should be?
Do I care?
Or are the televised mantras simply speaking to me?
It’s a strange feeling to spend your days wondering what it’s all for, what pushes you, what drives you, what keeps you from diving head first into an L-train, what new flavor Starbucks is going to churn out today, what preconceived notions are going to be placed on me by the general public because of my skin color.
When I was 15 I could never picture myself at 25. I think I know why.
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4. |
INMSA
01:01
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I felt fine for a while but
It's not making sense again
When you're not in my vision
It's not making sense again
And i know I'm overthinking
It's not making sense again
Can someone please turn off my brain?
It's not making sense again
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5. |
Performing
02:50
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Do not think
Do not cry
The things you fear are only in your mind
It happened once
Or maybe twice
That doesn’t mean you’re broken it just means you need time
I should give you a warning
There’s something ‘bout performing
When things seem fine
my brain decides
to self-destruct
in 3/4 time
when you ask to see me
i will make up a lie
It’s not your fault
It’s my design
to sabotage
the only things I like
In 52 years I’ll roll over and die
It might be a day
It might be a month
A time will come
When I can show you love
What hurts the most is you not thinking I care
If I’m so closed
With walls so high
Then what’s the explanation,
For this thing in my eye
Why the fuck does everyone think I’m doing just fine?
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6. |
Canonizer
02:37
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I can see you runnin' to the sunlight
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7. |
Bag of Bones
01:15
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I found a bag of bones on the side of the road
They were nice and big and shiny and illegible
I threw them in my trunk and drove down I-95
And then I slammed the breaks because those bones were mine
Those bones were mine, I think they were mine
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