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I wish you did to
02:05
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Fell asleep against my will, I woke up in the new year
Gettin sick of all these pills, there's a system we adhere by
Close your eyes until the sunlight hurts
And if you got somethin you want folks to hear, put it on a T-shirt
I tell you there's a wave of guys behind you
all come and gone like you will be soon
Surprised they weren't born from the same vagina
They all grew up and lived their lives like you
Crack another smile for the camera baby
Stick with me and I'll take you right to the top
Nevermind the crowd of folks sayin "maybe"
Notice not a single one said "stop"
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Missed Calls
04:52
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Who's got an eye out for you? Do you really know that you're not alone?
Expect a call from Wall Street, or we could disconnect the phone
Just hold me closer I can't stand shopping at the mall
It's getting colder out there, do we really have to move at all?
And I took some time off work I figured I need some time to think
Spent the day in bed I didn't really sleep a wink
There's clouds within these walls and bright lights underneath
I'm finally feeling smaller, standing under blank skies in the streets
Those words of longing, don't they lose their luster?
There's thoughts of loving running but I can't seem to muster up
A decent love note or a poem either
I'm no Frost or Whitman but at least I ignite some kind of fire
After all this time, I guess it's fair
That they should fill in all the cracks
Avert your eyes from the great blank stare
Burning holes in the cloth on our backs
There's some great dream that's out there, dancing just out of reach
And we're sitting cross-armed in here, no need to drink the bleach yet
And I could stay forever in your sweet envelope
But perhaps it's for the better if only one of us elopes
Tell me to quiet down, tell me it's nothing
Tell me there's no good reason left that I've been running
And I will believe you baby, I left my will at home
Let's stay right here, be lazy, I will disconnect the phone
After all this time, I guess it's fair
That they should fill in all the cracks
Avert your eyes from the great blank stare
Burning holes in the cloth on our backs
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My California Phone
04:22
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Cameras surrounding, the great son proceeds
With evil confounded by selfless good deeds
And nature abounds in the dirt and the weeds
Leather bound straps 'round the wound on your knee
You are hiding from no one and running to me
And I love you and want all your visions to breathe
You are no revolver, but you make me bleed
So pleasant, the pain from the sting of your bee
For if ever someone could know how it feels
To need all your breaths like a baby needs meals
Then I am the former and before you I kneel
to serve as your only, away we will steal
At least in our dreams that we claim to have had
A lie is a lie but the truth is not bad
So what lies ahead is said to be scantily clad
Just don't bury your hopes within your deadbeat dad
And believe when I say that I'll be here forever
Forever is seeming a feeble endeavor
Your neck is a beauty, a sure sin to sever
Your skin moves about me, your body, it tremors
And I once thought I'd leave here by early November
September, it came and became the aggressor
of peace in my heart, and by every square measure
I painted my love, my canvas was your pleasure
So please do not leave me, my sweet voodoo doll
Your pins poke and tease me, they leave me enthralled
I'll stitch you together with the weather's grey lull
Dreaming of better things and white shopping malls
With cameras surrounding, you hide in your hair
With evil confounded, the throne has no heir
And nature abounds in the smog-smelling air
This great love I found in your deafening stare
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Lover's Heart
02:07
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Lawyer's Eye
03:10
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They say it's hard leaving your youth behind
That's why the world moves forward while we look behind
Maybe that's fair
Take it in stride, boy, what's left for you to hide?
You've got a lover's heart and a lawyer's eye
Life at home between the drone
Standing in your garden, staring at the windowsill
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Fury
01:47
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Well there's a man in the back of my head
I hear him talk when I'm lying in bed
He tells me not to move, says to just play dead
And every time he speaks, I feel my face turn red
And I say "Hey! You there in the corner!
This is the only time I'm gonna warn you!
I don't want you here, I'm the solo sojourner"
But he just laughs and says "Boy, you're a loner
and there's nothing wrong with that
so long as you don't look back.
You got bad grades in school, wouldn't take the teachers crap
and boy, there's nothing wrong with that."
I tell him "Guy, you ain't as tough as you seem.
Look at me, least I still got my dream.
I'm getting out of here, then YOU'RE NEVER GONNA SEE ME AGAIN!"
Anger and sadness, confusion and madness
run rampant through my afternoons
I can't even honestly justify all of it
Maybe I am just a fool
Maybe I'm daft, or am I getting fat
or slacking on all of my work?
The morning sun hurts and I'm shouting in blind bursts
of fury every now and again
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Locomotive
03:48
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There's a life in which I am a grand locomotive
She boarded my cab and set into great motion
The pistons revolved on the tracks set about
And I sang to her, smoke billowing out from my mouth
Monster of metal, I silently loved her
Caressing her breast with the move of my wheel
She slept in my cab upon great seats of leather
Her red heart repeating, the monster could feel
And once, when the train finally screeched to a halt
Amongst endless crowds drinking liquor and malt
The woman soon left me, yet I barreled on
This train lived its life in a great marathon
Giant of iron, I silently loved her
Careening through canyons, remembering that smell
Of sweat and of sleeping and of self-concious thinking
The train couldn't cry but its coals burnt like hell
There's a life in which I am a grand locomotive
Seamless in sight, trapped in infinite motion
One day, I'll wake up to a great frame of steel
that encases my heart and confines me to wheels
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Newark, New Jersey
04:17
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Well there's a life out there for the likes of me
Trust me when I say it isn't pretty to see
Spent my life accepting defeat
Because losing is easier than reality
Look at that fag with the fag in his mouth
Do you think that there's a thing that he could tell you about
he didn't learn from TV or drinking too many stouts?
There's a sea of debris in which he faithfully drowned
Because there's winners and losers
and druggies and boozers
and not that much else when you're hailing from Newark,
New Jersey, the spirit of which runs through his veins
Ain't it fun havin more balls than brains?
There's this big bright screen in my overview
flashing words at me, "Uncle Sam wants you!"
Well if I die, I wont die in some tube
Am I bumpin heroin or simply huffin glue?
cause all of that shit that all my friends got past
only led em down the path of greedy bureaucrats
So I followed my own instinct, I sat on my ass
Ten years down the road I might miss gym class
Because there's toil and treasure
and I just want my pleasure
and I don't even care who I hurt or how I measure
I have no endeavors, only desires
Call me a disgrace but you can't call me a liar
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God-damned Perverts
01:17
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11. |
Cigarette to Sober Up
07:14
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West Virginia, the home that I know
The sun-baked hometowns and the hills covered in snow
I left all your mountains, all your crowds and all your beer
I left for the city, I left out of fear
Out of fear that I'd live and die where I was born
Not movin forward or backward no more
Now all I know is where I've come from
West Virginia, the home that I know
And the prisons full of thieves and of killers and of robbers
They're all just like us, all they need is a dollar
and a house full of family, or a love, or a friend but
We are all the same, we're alone in the end
We are all the same, we are all the same
And all we need is a cigarette to sober up
The well sprung a leak, all we need is a drink
At least there's a job for me, a place I can sink
There's a girl out there, she waits for me
There's a girl out there, she was made for me
And the prisons full of thieves and of killers and of robbers
They're all just like us, all they need is a dollar
and a house full of family, or a love, or a friend but
We are all the same, we're alone in the end
We are all the same, we are all the same
And all we need is a cigarette to sober up
Now all that I got are the holes in my wall
And the things I hear sometimes
My brother died last year when he drank from the tap
These are things I hear sometimes
More than a man, I'm a legend to these folk
Built all my life merely wishing for hope
I lied to your face when I spoke before
We are nothing alike, I don't need it anymore
We are all the same, we are all the same
We're alone and we're scared and we feel it's a game because
We are all the same, we are all the same
And all we have is a cigarette to sober up
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Thom Keating Buckhannon, West Virginia
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