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It’s different when I’m alone
Now I’m always alone
Always alone
Wade into the water
Can’t just shake it off
Working undercover
And I can’t quite shake it off
I can’t shake it
Go, where the Kudzu grows
Where the pace is slow, in the summer
Try, just do it out of spite
Just like a crimson tide, spilling over
The push and pull, you lost control of it
At least they said you did
It’s a fire on a hill
It’s a sound so loud and shrill
Calling me still back to the hill
To repeat the fire drill
Step up to the microphone
The contestants microphone
Up to the microphone
Painted in a corner
Can’t quite spit it out
Searching for the answer
Wish I could just spit it out
I can’t do it
Go, out to a Grecian coast
Where everything’s too old, to remember
And drive, like I’m at your side
Keep it between the lines, I know you’ll never
Make a plan and take it to the end
Still I hope you can
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Burden of Proof
03:49
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Eyes, closed, the feelings explode, they drip down my throat
As my mind moves, the burden of proof is blocking the truth
From your clean, kind, definitive side, that conquered my pride
Through a long year, we grew from sincere to something unclear
But I know
That I won’t give up, no I won’t give up
The weight of my love, is transforming us into
Passionate people that we never knew
Time, warps, the densest of dreams, it swallows them clean
When the days crash, I don’t want to act or wish to go back
To the same lines that piss down like rain, and cloud what I say
Thick like brain fog, that god awful song
It rings through my head, all life long
But I won’t give in, no I won’t give in
The grip loosens up, I finally feel real love
Now nothing could matter, as much as us
Now nothing could matter, quite as much as us
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Quantum Leap
05:25
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I’m terrified by the whites of your eyes
They’re growing darker with each night
And I’m anxious by the way that my heart skips
I don’t wanna die like this
I’m mesmerized by the lights in the sky
Getting closer all the time
In past tense I talk about that wish
Came true, but I’m not convinced
Another day another liquid consequence
It is another victim of a kid’s lost innocence
Another picture from the past that jars my brain
It is another reminder of the weight
It is another quantum leap
From my heart down to my knees
Another time another microscopic lie
That I wear to mask my pride
It is the only peace of mind, of mine
I’m paralyzed by the wrongs and the right
Get thrown together in a pile
Unconscious in the grass I don’t exist
Be careful when it hits
Another day another dog behind a fence
They make a lot of noise when you’re trespassing
Another mention from the past that says your name
Another winding route for a long parade
It is another quantum leap
From the grave up to the trees
Another cure another glass of sour wine
That I drink in record time
It is the only peace of mind, of mine
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Velvet Rope
03:32
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I'm placing my fingers over my wrist
Checking my pulse, and I am looking for skips
Deep in a state, inside a state so deep
I measure my breaths as I try to sleep
I'm using my words to calm the fuck down
Praying to god that I don’t pass out
Chasing my drinks with cigarette drags
Drowning my thoughts and I'm forgetting the past
I picture myself in healthier scenes
I’d move to LA if it could change a thing
Deep in a state, inside a state so deep
Spitting at the mirror at my enemy
When music sounds sweet, it's written by god
An endless loop of a beautiful song
Screaming at the trees from the ledge of my roof
Pleasure takes one, but love it takes two
When nothing works out just as well is I dream
I counter my dread with certainties
A corn cob moon inside an adderall fight
Uglier days make for prettier nights
I'm sorry my love, I got so dark
A pleasant excuse for a medicated heart
Screaming from the bedroom from the bed in my room
It doesn’t mean much, but at least it’s the truth
Well baby knows best in his lukewarm moods
A delicate touch for a blue collar dude
Half is his fault, a quarter is mine
We'll chalk it up to bad luck for the other 25
Us against them, me against you
The velvet rope separates the two
Half is spent waiting, the rest is spent trying
I measure my life in wasted time
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Second Fiddle
04:25
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It’s not enough to say you love
It’s not enough just to say you care, I need more
Than the shit you think i wanna hear
It’s not perfection it is not the truth
It’s just the process of learning you, it’s you
I think by now you know it’s really you
Train rides to Rockaway
The sun sets and fades away, these days
Turn faster than the tides
Phone calls late night
Your soft voice and your yellowed eyes, I try, so hard not to cry
I love you so much it makes me wanna cry
I love you so much, yes I love you so much
It’s not enough to write it in blood
It isn’t fair to say you were there when you weren’t
Think it’s D-Day, you’re so cavalier
Normandy, memories lost
Normalcy, comes at cost, like a Socs
Drinking down the Everclear
Mirrors guide the house of pain
Face paint, it hesitates in the rain
Running faster than the Coney rides
Dead malls, they advertise
Smooth curves, teenagers with alibis
Hear the chainsaw now we have to hide
Baby i love you so much, but we have to hide
I love you so much, but now we have to hide
Your hair is wet on water bed
On a tree lined street on a culdesac
It’s a horror film, a cosmetic death
It's sublime, so sublime
It’s not enough to say you love
It’s not enough just to say you care, I need more
Than the shit you think i wanna hear
All at once, this big stampede
All affront, a box store video game
What’s in fashion I could never wear
It’s in fashion, but i didn’t care
I know it’s in fashion, but i didn’t care
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