1. |
Don't Quit, Get Fired
02:12
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Can you just say something nice to me
Fucking act like you even want to
Like I’ve been acting out your plans
As if I ever had a choice to
Say something deep and important
I know you’ve waited so long
Because I’m just part of your plot
A thumb so pressed against me that I just break down
Is that what you want?
It seems like every morning’s been a morning after disaster
I’m suffocating in the long stagnation of a place I don’t belong
Why can I hear you judge me from a room away and blow a kiss like I can’t
We always talk too much. We never act enough
Because our hearts are fucking useless.
Hate me for what I forgot, not what I’ve been trying to say.
I’ve been crossing my arms.
You don’t need to see how I’m feeling.
I’ve been trying to say something less than important
I just wanna keep you around.
Kick me while I’m down.
Kick me while I beg for you to get down here with me.
I’m lying right to your face, I’ll say I’ve never seen the stars so clearly.
Kick me while I’m down.
Kick me while I beg for you to get down here with me.
I’ll say we’ve always loved so strangely and just never fuck off.
Is that what you want?
Is this what you wanted?
Flick the match and walk away.
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2. |
For Posterity
01:47
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I fucking hate your apartment
but I love what it meant to be there
Despite whatever moral obligations
I don't care what they tell me
This doesn't have to mean anything
'cause I'm still just there like always
Staring out of his upstairs window
Trying to drown out all the screaming to Bright Eyes
Staring out of the passenger window trying to do my best
to find the bright side
Through your strawman arguments
You wanna blow out your fucking brains
and it's the only thing we both still have in common
But if the fading out was right
You could curse me a hundred times
'Cause whoever gets louder is always right
Beat me to the punchline
Because you know you'll never feel as much as me
Call it whatever you want (I don't mind)
As long as I never hear from you again
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3. |
Brunson Lied
02:07
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Where the road ends, the chase continues on by foot.
They’re gonna cut my head off for the antlers.
Mount on the wall. Mount to declare that this is all my fault.
I’m basking in the pretense of something never ending.
I’m lining the floor to show the places we can’t go to.
Treating every single day like we don’t deserve to be here.
Raise your pointer finger to exit
A clear direction of what you want.
Dragging teeth on the sidewalk of where I once belonged,
Yet I understand the order, understand the feeling.
Understanding what you want
And yet I act in defiance of once stated mutual interest
The signs of a struggle lining my neck only serve as an accent.
I’m gone.
The bits of my hand left muster goodbye
Yet I still treat everyday like I don’t deserve to be here.
Fire spreading faster than we talk.
Why’d we let moss grow up everything?
Why’d we let the moss grow?
Raise your pointer finger to exit
A clear direction of what you want.
Dragging teeth on the sidewalk of where I once belonged,
Yet I understand the order, understand the feeling.
Understanding what you want
(Fire spreading faster than we can talk)
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4. |
Bike Cops
02:35
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I watched
Every notion that I used to hold collapse
All so suddenly in front of me
Transparent as it always has but
You can’t see it the way that I see it
but I don’t even think you wanna try and see it
You can’t see it the way that I see it
I’m wasting all your time
You’ve said get over it
I said I’m used to it
We’ll find better ways to waste each other’s time
You’ve said you’ve found me out
And started poking holes in my stage plot
We’ll find better ways to waste each other’s time
Find the time with talons drawn
Become what you’ve been running from
You can claw at my chest, rip out my heart,
Become what we’ve been rubbing from
You could drag around my body just to show that I cared
if it’s even worth your time
You’ve said get over it
I said I’m used to it
We’ll find better ways to waste each other’s time
You’ve said you’ve found me out
And started poking holes in my stage plot
We’ll find better ways to waste each other’s time
Pedal faster going backwards wasting all your time.
So don’t talk to me if you don’t want to say anything
I don’t want to be a lower level obligation
I never thought that you would ever see through my single handed sabotage of all of this
We’ve been wasting all our time
I’ve grown so old from this shit
Can’t you see what this did
Please gouge your fucking eyes
So you can see it the way that I see it
You can see it the way that I see it
We could waste our lives together
Like you wanted
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5. |
Just Like Always
03:40
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Board ‘em up but let the wind take out the windows
Let the earth take what it needs
Take residence in chairs and watch the world around you bleed
When you say that you’re proud of me, can you tell me what you mean?
Do you like what’s in front of you or what you want me to be?
‘Cause I’ll let you down again, just like always
A constant for both of us where we say too much
In a life that lacks consistency
Tell me
Did you fit me with a wooden box so you can keep me underground?
Bring me back with a chant.
You know I’m at your snap when you need something else
When you say that you love me can you please tell me what you mean?
The trees you love will never say enough but I’ll tell you anything that you want.
(I’m so sick and tired of all of this!)
‘Cause I’ll let you down again
(I’m so sick and tired of all of this!)
Just like always
(What’s the point in waking up to have it easy all your life)
And when it’s all undone: a perfect funeral for shredded pages
And documents that weren’t worth saving.
My favorite people let me down most all the time
But what’s the point in waking up to have it easy to all your life?
Fix your broken parts and please don’t worry about mine
I’ll be fine
Don’t turn off the lights
I swear I’m gonna make it this time
Don’t turn off the lights
This house will be fine
Just like always
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6. |
Purple Roses
03:26
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I knew your life’s a candy apple filled with razor blades but i’d bite if offered every time
And that’s just the worst parts about me
Cursed with hot blood and always bleeding
Coursing oxygen and wasting fucking time
I’m the patterns on the hallway floors repeating but I'm always short a tile
Trying to get where I wanna be and out of gas for 15 miles
Now I'm screaming down the halls of modern medicine “what the hell is going on”
They won’t make it this time
Why can’t it be mine?
Took a ballpoint pen to soaking wet paper to write down why I loved you
But when I set it out to dry the vultures came and ate me alive
Blessed by blood of degenerates and doomed to make the same mistakes
A couple of drinks make it easy to be here, but fat fucking chance that i wanna be here
I’m the patterns on the hallway floors repeating but I’m always short a tile
Trying to get where I wanna be and out of gas for 15 miles
Now I’m screaming down the halls of modern medicine “what the hell is going on”
They won’t make it this time
And I can’t right the wrongs
I knew your life’s a candy apple filled with razor blades but I bite in every time
I’ll always bite
But you’re not around so i can’t save this blood soaked, strained relationship
But mom said you were kind and you were loving
And if that’s not how i remember it’s how I’ll choose to remember
Because i don’t want any justice now
I just want to ease the pain
I don’t want any closure
I just want old video tapes
Of every holiday and every Christmas eve
‘cause if I killed myself like I wanted to, it’s how you’d remember me
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7. |
Raspberries
02:46
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What a gutless maneuver
You say what you mean from the top of the stair case
In what I chose to call my home
Broken bed frame, fucking shithole New Jersey
Im close to giving up and yet I move on
Garbage bags and titling songs I wrote about you
But this song isn’t fucking about you
And if it hurts I hope it fucking kills you
Tell me what happens when the love that you want ain’t the one that you got
And now everything’s fucked up and it’s all your fault
And all that you had here is stored away in stolen boxes
I swear she gave us spice in Texas
I panicked and called you ‘cause I felt desperate
Ross told me the next day if you don’t pick up
Then I can’t take it that way
I can’t take it that way
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8. |
Twelve Dollar Snickers
01:50
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The hardest thing I’ve ever said out loud
Is I can’t give you what you wanted
I clawed until i had no hands left
I swear to god i tried
but i can’t be the me you made me up to be
So lay me down on nearby train tracks
And fetch me when I’m flat
or leave me there like something you forgot
I don’t care about appendages
As if some day they’ll mean something
As if they’re not to bruise and carry around
So here lies some one truly forgotten
They carved out his name on the stone they bought him
So dig him up and see what’s left on the bones
And here lies some one truly forgotten
I swear somewhere in time somebody loved him
Let’s dig him up and see what’s left of their heart
This didn’t go exactly as I planned
I’m never the first. I’m never the last.
So you can tell your friends, if it’s ok with them,
That they don’t have to keep pretending to like me
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9. |
Dragon Song
05:22
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I picked up all of the pieces
Of punched out mirror from the depths of sinks left
Between you and the death of the author
It seems they only come around whenever they want to
Oh my god the ink’s run dry
I’m ripping out all of the pages where I put down
The things I’m supposed to
Thumb poked holes in our flaws
And pages used for masking how
How I
I’m never gonna be a me you actually want
And never get to say the last goodbye
They lowered your coffin and I wasn’t there
I ached in your rib cage
I choked on your hair
All night
I never got to sleep
A phantom under sheets
I wish you could’ve been to wake me up
The hardest thing I’ve ever said out loud
Is I can’t give you what you wanted
So monitor your breadcrumb trails
Before the birds deplete them
Or stand back far enough to watch it fall apart
Stand back far enough to watch it all back
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