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Ruins
03:17
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we sit like abandoned cars in old junkyards
slowly rust away - ruins
cracked concrete below opulent display
the buildings prosper as we decay - ruins
and i'd like to think we'll see some better days
it wasn't that long ago we used to call these places home - ruins
looked at through older eyes we commemorate and romanticize - ruins
but i'd like to think we'll see some better days
and warmth to replace this cold air's embrace
and i'd like to think we'll see some better days
with a slightly sweeter taste
to wash down our disdain
new buildings by the score to take the place of old eyesores - ruins
luxury accommodations returning white flight reintegration - ruins
but i'd like to think that in the basement
there's still words in faded spray paint
proving we were once here
but everything's been sanitized
made presentable for more discerning eyes
reclaiming what they own
we always knew it was just on loan
and i'd like to think you're all basically good
just mostly misunderstood
but i can't seem to find faith in your design
no i can't seem to find faith in your designs
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2. |
the space
04:08
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i jump when i hear the phone ring
it's not you it's just a lonely paranoia
one of many here
don't know why i'm so speechless
racing thoughts unfinished ideas
i'll get to later if i get the chance
and they say it's only worth it
if you earn it
but well wishes from the well off
always ring so hollow
say it's only worth it
if you earn it
but i'll take the consolation
daydreamers and aspiring junkies
spending time and spending money
writing songs no one will ever hear
sometimes i leave when dawn approaches
leave some crumbs to feed the roaches
pack the van get me out of here
and they say it's only worth it
if you earn it
but well wishes from the well off
come as cold comfort
say it's only worth it
if you earn it
but i'll take the consolation prize
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3. |
sacrifice
02:25
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let's say our goodbyes
it shouldn't take that long
maybe three or four times
until we get it wrong
we're killing ourselves
it shouldn't take that long
the more we sacrifice
the less we get along
build your walls let them enclose you
you don't want to be where anyone knows you
broken fingers grasping at beauty
ice gold gazes see right through me
she meant to kill herself
over a broken heart
but she don't trust herself
to finish what she starts
but it hurts so much
and it takes too long
so she drinks herself to sleep at night
and vomits up the dawn
and these nights go on for days
a sweet sickening malaise
as we slowly decompose
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4. |
the misanthrope
02:54
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i play dumb sometimes
it's a role i was born into
changing of the times
time enough to forget you
a breath of air in shallow constricted lungs
melancholy they say you ain't no fun
they say the same thing about me
the words get confused with
their implied meanings
every one's so kind
with opened armed greetings
melancholy they say you ain't no fun
they say the same thing about me
melancholy you came to me
as in a dream
loud as a whisper
quiet as a scream
and the things you love they never stay
flushed warm skin will turn to grey
you don't believe in god yet you still pray
to the cold night air and the crashing waves
the words get confused with
their implied meanings
every one's so kind
with open armed greetings
don't believe in god yet you still pray
to the cold night air and the crashing waves
melancholy they say you ain't no fun
they say the same thing about me
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5. |
catastrophe
03:21
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they sell our weaknesses by the neon light
and i'm such easy prey
cause i never learned how to say
the words i really mean
they sell our communion
a placation of the grievances of the day
we're such easy prey
stuck in the in between
take it a catastrophe at a time
learn to smile - say you're fine
as long as you're around
i'll watch this world burn down with you
so take it a catastrophe at a time
i always talk too much, it's just a crutch
a social preemptive strike
cause i don't think you'd like
me if you had the chance
i tend to hurt myself to hate myself
to waste myself away
you're the only one who makes
me take another breath
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6. |
Ashes
03:34
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I'm halfway down that street
There's a burned out house next door to mine
But I didn't do it
It's ok I get that question all the time
I feel under suspicion
from the people in the cars rolling slowly by
but I'm just here sitting
smoking cigarettes and killing time
I always pretend not to care
But they can see right through me
I'll be the first to break the stare
Ashes on the cement stairs
I sit in a room
With those I've barely known for the longest time
But no one is talking
Yet everybody seems to be doing fine
I feel under suspicion
From the people in the house next door to mine
But I'm just here sitting
Smoking cigarettes and killing time
I always pretend not to care
But they can see right through me
I'll be the first to break the stare
Ashes on the cement stairs
And I bet you're always right
You don't gotta tell me twice
I'll be the first to turn to ashes
And I know you're always right
You don't gotta tell me twice
I 'll be the first to turn to ashes
Ashes - ashes
I'll fall down
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7. |
open casket
03:27
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It's getting late
But I know
We're still so far from home
That's all it takes
To know
There's still a ways to go
And the moonlight
Across my dead eyes
Makes it all seem so long ago
There's a last train
With my name
If there only were somewhere to go
You can read me like an open casket
Half empty – heart beating
Only shines when I try to mask it
Deceitful - misleading
Now ain't it better on your own?
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freshly minted royalty
03:32
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I'll take two steps to the left
Right on top of this rug
So I can be in place
For you to pull it out from under me
But I won't be surprised
I saw you coming from a mile away
And I still stood in my place
I'm freshly minted royalty dethroned
The doctor has a sickness of his own
Will you give me a reason to misbehave?
Cut the grass around my grave
Will you think of things you meant to say?
It gets cold here at night
Then again it's cold in the day
But everyone will try to convince you
They wouldn't have it any other way
And the neon glows so bright
Even on the darkest of days
But every blinking sign reads
You'll never leave this place
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9. |
nowhere oregon
03:29
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the cops don't let you sleep in this town
trust me i've tried before
and the pickup trucks always slow down
every time you walk out the door
sayin hey boy where you goin?
i know you didn't just say that to me
it's all too stupid to repeat
the girls look different in this town
their skin is scratched, and their eyes are mean
and it's all the rage to know your place
to waste away thinking of better days
and don't forget to say your prayers
and don't forget to birth your heirs
just get me out before the sun falls
nowhere oregon
i'll be good i won't steal a thing
i won't lie or cheat or sin
until i'm safe to fuck up again
the air tastes different in this town
little taste of desperation with every breath
and it's all the rage to know your place
to waste away dreaming of better days
and don't forget to say your prayers
your genetics will damn your heirs
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10. |
best of tragedies
03:55
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this city is gonna kill you
this city is gonna break your heart
the little things no longer thrill you
it's the little things that tear us apart
the best of tragedies always end this way
when every word is loaded
with resignation and apathy
and every phrase is coded
to disguise what we truly mean
and with this lullaby i'll sing myself
to sleeplessness again
counting regrets and misgivings
memories of places i've never been
but it's still fine
prick your finger sign your soul away
a dotted line
the best of tragedies always end this way
this city is gonna kill you
broken tiles - piles of refuse
cigarettes and cheap amphetamines
all you know is they're out to get you
holy water and bleach - scrub till you're clean
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