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Carved
03:17
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looking out around all i see is a wasted land
getting hard to see the worth in it - a fading hand
ending in ruin if its kept ignored - too cold to keep
leaving town to seek some brighter shores - good ground to reap
oh you know where it's at
oh you know where it's at
the ripple of a heart attack
reaching out from blackest space
crossing over into further grey - the cold of land
wind blows in from the nearest bay - a waking hand
struggling to see the worth of life - the dead embrace
keeping 'way from that old carving knife - the sharpest grace
oh hey now watch your back
oh you know where its at
the ripple of a heart attack
reaching out from blackest space
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Intresting Use
02:43
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look out your window
you're caught in a wasteland
i can see through, though
it aint all a waste, man
your pretty words, they
sing angry notes at a ///
that don't exist
seems kinda wasteful
seems sorta useless
i don't normally
shout out words at fantasy
or give second thoughts
to wizards that aren't real
what an interesting
use of time
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4. |
Soft Fireworks
01:14
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Friends With Benefits
01:50
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cross the path again
i know in your eyes i'm a friend
lets let it align
and you can scratch your back with mine
simply all to joke
and don't you wish it were a hoax
you're dripping through your seat
wrap me up inside your sheets
cross the path again
i'm cold to fingers' touch
i've got all my happiness
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6. |
Pink Soap
02:14
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it's a dead hand
rendered a friendly foul
it's a rash on the itch
that i cannot scratch
now you're gone and
i can't remember how
i feel had
i feel sad enough that i got this far
i guess i'll shake it off
still, i'll admit that
i kinda miss you scrubbing
manically at my soul
now i'm a recluse
and standing in a shower alone
but i use pink soap
we had it going a
dream for a kid in the rough
but it was boring so
i just up and fell in love
and now i use pink soap
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7. |
Heartily Sorry
03:23
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i try to get away but
i'm not so good at it
glued on top of my bed
feet deep inside of my head
i saw her yesterday
i stand off engagingly
relationships are a glimpse
of a longer relationship
put feet in front of feet
i've spent enough time in me
deniably, i'm heartily sorry
for my misdoings
still, take it on for me
i can't promise anything
except that dormant
within is a girl's worst enemy
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8. |
The You
02:24
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Kelly (24) doesn't wanna be in songs, not anymore
she doesn't wanna be a target anymore
she begins as a princess
three tracks later she's a whore
stuck as the 'you' in "You're hopeless." "I love you." "You're a bitch."
it's gotten pretty awkward, standing in sand
standing, stuck permanently in a hearse
stuck in the same verse, chorus, verse, chorus, verse
kelly, you're asking for it acting so badly
your man wants it, though - sadly
you gotta suffer for his art
buying first prints of his LP heart
kelly, you got it girl, get it girl
help me, i hear you crying from afar
please just swim through all the shit
you gotta be that girl
from that western
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9. |
Lonesome Sort
04:06
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i used to say that i was done writing about you
i used to say that you were figures on the street
i used to say that i was well and good without you
but what is well and good when it ain't the tea i drink
i used to say that it was fine for you to leave me
just pack your bags and keep me in your heart
so i used today to say in my own way i'm fleeting
for some lighter soil so i dont fall apart
hanging on the back door
i reap what i sew and you know
that i'll never let go
i used to say that i was done writing about you
i used to say that you were figures on the street
but now i'm here and once again i'm built around you
so i should stop the talk and start moving my feet
i used to say that i was done writing about you
i used to say that you were figures on the street
i used to say that was well and good without you
so i should stop the talk and start moving my feet
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10. |
Like A Buttress
02:30
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i married a manikin
she's shiny white
and she's really thin
designer wear from
its head to its toes
its got red lips on its face
cause it loves monroe
she bought me a piano
it's shiny black and
its keys are cold
she said to write
some good music
she said she thinks
i could use it
i walked through the eye of a needle
it was real cool and i saw jesus
he said hey where was the art in your heartache?
six foot stilts, like a buttress, under my armpits
i remember when i took her
we ditched her pad - 2 am i'm sure
above her, sleeping - two villains
she asked me to go and kill them
she said my daddy, he is dead
dead asleep inside his bed
you should cut him with a knife
you should slash him all night
and in the morning when she wakes
and see's the terror she creates
she'll see all of her mistakes
she'll see all of her mistakes
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11. |
Cherish to Perish
03:05
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its starting to fade
the end of the day
but you know it gets better
yeah you know it gets better
and then when it gets better
you’re back running down the aisle
and all their pretty little smiles
will seem weak
i’m not boasting, not afraid
its like i’m living on the edge of the grey
it’s getting harder that much i can say
i’m in my room
eating books of soup
as if it ever gets better
as if it ever gets better
but then i look up to see it
to see Him running down the aisle
it gets me rounding down the miles
i must say
love your girlfriend
love the day
love the books
love the girls to get laid
it’s all just cherished to perish away
i’m not boasting, not afraid
its like i’m living on the edge of the grey
but there’s a sunshine that much i can say
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