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Intro Plus
00:05
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Kurt Russell Crowe
01:14
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Sometimes all I want to do is head west on 20 in a car I can't afford
I'll do anything you want me to, if we don't end cold and bleeding on the stinking floor
Do you know what you're doing? Are we gonna do good?
Not good, but best, and modestly
Fire up in the air, point a couple of plugs
Pop up and extract honestly
(I love you) On the fucking floor
(I love you) Don't you fucking move
(I love you) Show your fucking hands
(I love you) Drop the fucking phone
On the floor now; Don't you move now;
Show your hands now; Drop the phone now;
Out the door now; On the move now;
Hold my hand now; Headed home now
And if we die it i'll be alright
Yeah they're not so tough but, hey, neither are we
I'm just happy that you're by my side
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3. |
Queens
02:56
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Hook line & gone no song no holy shit no heed no warning
A love that turns your food away your skin to sleeve no knees no need
I stepped right in, I fell right in, I remember when…
I saw you waiting
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Destroyer (ft suesy)
03:42
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If you fill me up again, I’ll take that gun you hold so dear
And send its guts, into your right eye
I am not a thing you use, to get your fill and throw away
Into the bin, I’m not your right hand
I’m not a thing you use, I have my hopes and dreams, I have a good degree
I’ll live a thousand years, I’ll be your darkest fears, I will destroy you
I am a champion, I am a fighter, I am an angel, I am a mother
I have ambitions, I have emotions, I have a passion, And I will destroy you
There are triple kids that need, some warmth and care and coddling
If not your thing, then move on right by
Cause when I fell in love with you, and you say you fell in with me
You signed in blood, and righteous hellfire
Father of three found on the street; possible homicide
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I once was now and now I’m then, holding on to thoughts of what has been
Deviations and new generations, I’m half past young but not yet ancient
This family tree wasn’t meant to grow (And now)
This family tree wasn’t meant to grow (I’m cursed)
I once was now and now I’m then (With half-lives)
I once was now and now I’m then (That are blurred)
I told myself this was the path I’d take
Even though I’m right I can’t help but shake
I once was now and now I’m then
And then I’m now
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6. |
Newer Math
02:28
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Last time I checked I was still paralyzed by death and it annoyed me
Cause when I felt, I couldn’t tell him ‘turn around’ and have him face me
I wished that I had motivations like my friend to have death hug me
I want to live but I don’t want to live in fear and watch life pass me
Feeling like the dried up purple clay in a thrift store copy of Cranium
The parents buy me but the kids won’t play cause I’m all fucked up and I’m not that fun
Time is relative, we’re already dead, we just don’t know it
Time is relative, we are immortal, we can’t perceive it
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No Diamonds
01:31
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Ya sure do have a lot to say, less one misplaced bad breath betray
Yer lurch & falter slovenly, hefty bag & sway routine
Ya get no diamond ring from me
That smell aint sex its vasoline, sell them tickets baby 1-2-3
It’s not for us, it’s for the scene, that blow-up rockstar slot machine
No Diamond Ring No Diamond Ring
No Diamond Ring No Diamond Ring
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8. |
Intronaut
03:23
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Tattered sheet of card, pulled apart, as an asphalt ridden shard
Broken words, all misspelled, desk calendar from hell
“If you & Sean Don’t make it threw this… Than Ya’ll wern’t ment to Be.”
“But if you do Go easy on him. He loves you cant you see”
“SEAN: trust him more, give him space, Dictance yourself
SEAN: Do not talk, about sex/ have it never”
Dated O-c-t 18, large words LOGIC scrawled on top
Something about never lying but the last words are cut off
You used to date before your spouse, it was a difficult resolve
But now you get off on the pain that others feel in finding love
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9. |
Killing Me Softly
00:51
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All this soft rock is killing me, waltzin’ across the floor
Light yerself a feelings candle, corpse of christ knockin’ at the door
Tell me how yer feeling boy, tell me what you wanna know about
Ghosts in White Linen & Unrighteous Bros
And why you shouldn’t throw rocks at glass houses
Does your momma know?
Does your momma know?
Ya you’re killing me softly
You are killing me softly
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10. |
Intro
03:04
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11. |
Copper n Shit
02:11
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I cut my hand off now baby
No hands off No hope
No whip hand, no rake
Sell the kids I ain’t comin home
I give her all my love, that’s all I do
So I’ll hang a song in the air now
While they burn our farm our house our dream
A hundred visions and revisions, yet-
You steal the copper, you get the shit
You get the shit, get it??
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Hot dads that hurt ears. Boise noise punk.
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