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Fifteen Seconds
03:24
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Fifteen seconds all alone is a long time
Fifteen seconds all alone
Tired of getting caught up
In tightening up my tourniquet
That wrings around my neck
Why I'm working up a sweat
I'm too tongue tied
To give you my two cents
Living my life
One check to the next
Confident in life
Expressing the right interest
I'm running down the clock
Checking how the weight will press
Managing my time
Only what will suit me best
A luxury apartment
In the east side or the west
Been spending all your time all alone
But spending no time out on your own
Call a day a week
The same as far as I can tell
More in store for us
No guarantee it will go will
Ravenous affliction
You call it a dimming wit
We claw, grip, spit
For a piece of pie to split
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2. |
Last One to Enter
02:53
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Last one to enter
Last one to leave
Last one to let you
Under my sleeve
You can recall
All that was done
Step out of focus
Get so high
You've never been low
You're too young to try
That's how it goes
You get so
I'll never need you
Or so it seems
Learn how to let you
Walk on my dreams
You can't recall
All that was done
Step out of focus
You wanna stop and go
You won't stop
You won't stop
Last one to enter
Last to leave
Last one to let you
Never receive
You can recall
All that was done
Step out of focus
You wanna kick
But you can't do it
Why don't you give it up
You’re always trying to fix
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3. |
Don't Go Out
03:00
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Scrapin’ on the sidewalk
Drag your feet along the street
You give it what you feel it’s worth
Somebody drank your soul
Now the bottle’s on the floor
Rocking back and forth
All your preoccupation
With a list of ways that you feel worthless
Let me ask you this:
Are you alone?
What’s that about?
I ask you: don’t go out
Everything you see
Everything you do
You try not to resent
Where along the line
Did you dry up on the vine?
You had a carefree bent
I don’t know where it went
Everyone you meet
You keep it so discreet
A killer so demur
First it was a game and
Then it felt the same and
Now it’s just a blur
Like a kiss with no passion
A peck from Aunty’s lips
You get on Christmas
It’s useless
Are you alone?
What’s that about?
There’s no need to shout
I ask you: don’t go out
Are you alone?
What’s that about?
Why don’t you go?
There’s no need to shout
Are you alone?
I’ll hear you out
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4. |
Get You Well
02:31
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Grabbing hold of reigns
Before your age, that's right
Too well adjusted
Helps you sleep at night
Well alright, alright
Learn to walk
Before you ever learn to stand
Complicated thing
I wanna be your man
Come take my hand
Didn't I get you well?
I'll get you well
Ima get you well
Oh well, oh well
Someone tell me lies
The kind I like to hear
Like she don't care about nobody else
I'll suit myself
Fancy hoodoo tricks
I'm not impressed
Balance beam affection
Only a test
I'm enslaved to your touch
Simply the best
Set that voodoo free
I'll do the rest
I have taken all that I can take right now
Don't you know
You're burning me to the ground?
That fiery sound
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5. |
Should've Known
02:25
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Should’ve known it all along
Should’ve known it all along
But how could we go wrong?
Should’ve known it all, all along
Day turns to night
Are you feeling alright?
You won’t give in
Not without a fight
Blood on the floor
Is that what you’re waiting for
Or is there really something you want more?
When you’re trapped in
And you can’t break out
There’s no great big end
Just a long fade out
Of a sad sad refrain
When there’s nobody to blame
It’s almost over now, this song without a name
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6. |
Silent Partner
03:07
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Guess I sure know how to pick 'em
Another martyr playing the victim
Tell me your problems and I'll fix 'em
Not too happy in the middle
And you've never felt so little
Treat every question like a riddle
Your silent partner
I'm here to haunt ya
Give you all you wanted
And you still want more
I'll be your silent partner
The kind to haunt ya
Comatose and still excited
All put together and divided
Just sit back don't try to fight it
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7. |
Mary's Form
03:07
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So you know
All there is to love and war
Or just enough to rest assured
You alone
Knows what's best for your own show
Absentees in your front row
I'm forever never yours
See your ghost
Compliment your taste in clothes
Gotta carnal urge to grab ahold
Head to toe
Delicate, strong as bone
Buy some time to call my own
I'm forever never yours
Altogether never yours
Harbor thoughts to toss your heart around
Feel the cold blood rush exciting your skin
Gone to spread your heart all over town
Until there's nothing left at all of you to sink in
Mary's form
Shrouded in a call to war
Battlefield has left you torn
Roses scorn
Pedals plucked stuck with thorns
Solace in revolving doors
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8. |
Big Talker
03:28
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Swear
You know exactly what to call it
Hands and belly when you crawl in
Don't pretend you know where to begin
Now you
You’ve been making waves like rain on rooftops
You've been saying things that make my ears pop
Make an earthquake sound just like a pin drop
Why won't you leave?
Tell me to listen right here
Here in my head you are invasive
And you can be so persuasive
I'm thinking of calling it a day
Because I'm choking
I'm feeling battered and broken
You've been saying things
That my make my ears pop
Make an earthquake sound just like a pin drop
Details, you know damn well you're dead wrong
You don't really care
If so we won't tiptoe we carry on
Life's the short affair
Look at who's calling all the shots
He's just a big talker
Little walker
Quick to open your mouth too soon
Your head’s a popped balloon
Flaunt what you lack
Act like you win
I'm keeping track to tally up the little nothings
Goddamn with your flimflam
And all of that jibber jabber
I can't hear your chatter
Quick to open your mouth too soon
But everyone left the room
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9. |
I Miss You
03:31
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No stimulation
Just imitation
No relation to sensations that I’m thinking about
My hands are shaking
My heart is breaking
Tired of making do and going without
When I wake up in the morning
No will to start another carbon copy day
They’re all the same, they’re all the same
I miss you
I hope you show up
Before I blow up
And make the evening newscast for a serious crime
I got a feeling
A funny feeling that it’s only just a matter of time
But nobody really gets it
They just can’t understand it, why I just can’t play
Oh, they’re all same, yeah, they’re all the same
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10. |
Tracing the Line
04:00
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Don’t wanna tell you what you already know
Just trying to tell you what you already won’t know
I can see the future and it’s already passed
The time we know in no way will it last
Way back when boredom was our only complaint
Looking back the times seem so quaint
Now everyone I know is at the end of their rope
No hope
Don’t waste your breath
Bracing for death
Why waste your time
Tracing the line
You know I’d pay a penny for your thoughts
We’ll talk it over from-the-bottle shots
I know we can make it if we just hold on
Hold on
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