1. |
Loaded Dice
02:52
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One more bump and I'll hit the road
One more dorito before I explode
Junkies in the street grind ‘em down to dust
One law for them, one law for us
Over
Over
Over
This press conference is
Shit my pants, my numbers rise
Laughing at the hippies with the tears in their eyes
Write that down, I'll fucking sue
One law for me, one law for you
Over
Over
Over
This press conference is
Hey, Dirty
Baby I got your money,
Baby I got your money,
I said Hey, Dirty
Baby I got your money,
Baby I got your…
They’re flipping weighted coin
They’re rolling loaded dice
And it’s the same old cards
Here in my hands tonight
They’re flipping weighted coin
They’re rolling loaded dice
And it’s the same old cards…
Over
Over
Over
This press conference is
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2. |
Last Call
02:15
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Sleeping on the bench like a homeless man
I’d show you my blood but you wouldn’t understand
I’m a beggar to your touch, a peasant to your throne
Send me to the bread lines, carry me home
Hey pretty lady, can you spare me some change?
Won’t spend it on drugs, I’ll spend it on pain
I’m a dice roll away from a life lived alone
Send me your crumbs, carry me home
Mirror, Mirror in the bathroom of this bar
Show me how lost I am, tell me how far
Do I need to go, do I need to stay
Swallow this shame and take my guilt away
Back to the bar or back to her room
Can’t show you these cuts it would be too soon
Made me murder my friends, made me buy cologne
Racing dog bus line, carry me home
Mirror, Mirror in the bathroom of this bar
Show me how lost I am, tell me how far
Do I need to go until I finally fade away
Swallow this shame and take my guilt away
I bet you think this song is about you
I bet you think this song is about you
It is, it is, it is
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3. |
Garbage Lungs
02:55
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These dry lips
That have never been kissed
Haven’t spoken for days
Now tasting tears
Of the wasted years
Lost you along the way
Just a price you pay
Sinking with the ship left in the docks
Staring at the door I’ll never knock
You raise, I fold
Ah, too late to grow
Gonna swallow me whole
I got a condom on my soul
These garbage lungs
Once were young
Use to sing so sincere
Now they just choke
On the empty notes
Lies that they need to hear
Get’s me through the year
Sinking with the ship left in the docks
Staring at the door I’ll never knock
You raise, I fold
Ah, too late to grow
Gonna swallow me whole
I got a condom on my…
Read my lines
I felt so creepy
In the lights that always cheat me
That’s where I need to go
Played the hand that the dealers dealt me
Bleed my blood
And left discretely
That’s where I need to go, that’s where I need to go
Sinking with the ship left in the docks
Staring at the door I’ll never knock
You raise, I fold
Ah, too late to grow
Gonna swallow me whole
I got a condom on my…
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4. |
Pyrrhic Victory
02:08
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Buried treasure at the record store
My problems don’t fit pop songs anymore
Naked verses got nothing to hide
I’m just a shell, along for the ride
New Dawn, coming through
No time, nothing left to do
But the beat goes on
Everything in this life comes back to you
Everything in this life comes back to you
Everything in this life comes back to you
Everything you do
Is this death or an STD?
Did you take it or give it to me?
Thought I saw a spark in the ashes of your eyes
the empty spaces, I lived and died
Same song, nothing new
Broken pieces, nothing left for you
And the beat goes on
Everything in this life comes back to you
Everything in this life comes back to you
Everything in this life comes back to you
Everything you do
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5. |
Conspiracy
03:10
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I’m pretty sure the pyramids were put there by aliens
Fossils were found of man like amphibians
La Toya and Michael are one and the same
Tupac’s not dead and OJ was framed
ESP is real, despite what they claim
Oh ya, oh ya
I think it’s all a conspiracy
I think it’s all a conspiracy
I think it’s all a conspiracy
I think it’s all
Don’t trust my doctor I don’t trust the FDA
I don’t believe that Oswald murdered JFK
Encrypt my files, PGP
I wear a tinfoil hat everytime i go pee
I’m off the grid you can’t touch me
Oh ya, oh ya
I think it’s all a conspiracy
I think it’s all a conspiracy
I think it’s all a conspiracy
I think it’s all
I think it’s all a conspiracy
I think it’s all a conspiracy
I think it’s all a conspiracy
I think it’s all
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6. |
Comfortable Cages
03:08
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Oh sweet life, won't you stay for awhile
Wanna see you like I’m new, I wanna see you like I am a child
These bones are so old, forget what to do
Just lay there in pieces, alone, with the clothes they outgrew
When the days start to blur and repeat
Feels like cement getting hard around your feet
Forget how to change, forget that you’re free
I only remember that we die
Won't you tell me that lie
You sing to yourself every night
Keeps you seated every year
Keeps you stranded in the same old places
Every reaction and every fear
I've seen the light in your eyes
Fall in the spaces and I didn’t know why
Have I, been away so long
Oh sweet lady, won't you wait somewhere for me
I'm not done yet, I don’t wanna be the things you see
Old dogs can't learn new tricks, I heard them say
I know I still got room left, I know that these bones can be saved
When the days start to feel like defeat
Bruised on your soul, scar you can't see
Remember the pain, forget you're free
I only remember that we die
Won't you tell me that lie
You sing to yourself every night
Keeps you seated every year
Keeps you stranded in the same old places
Every reaction and every fear
I've seen the light in those eyes
Fall in the spaces and I didn’t know why
Have I, been away so long
Someone told me that a slave
Doesn't know that there's an exit
Doesn't know he can be saved
Like a bird left in a cage
He can fly, it's in his blood
But in his heart he's still afraid
Where did you learn to be so brave?
Life is nothing more
Than this capacity to change
One step closer to the grave
Stiffer than a statue
Like Apollo I crumble and fade
I wanna change, I wanna change
Don’t want this life to stay the same
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Burn the bridges and just walk away
Cut your losses and take what remains
Hold your breath boy and keep it inside
The only place you can hide
Am i just a footnote in your life
Am i just the martyr, are you just the knife
Take those feelings and bury ’em deep
The only thing you can
The only thing you can
The only thing you can keep
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Crucify me on a desk and a chair,
Bruise these emotions, ’til I don't even care
One more day, the sun won't touch me
Another moment, catch me slipping away
Choke on these feelings, ’til your heart start to swell
Rehearse these motions, ’til your only a shell
One more breath, my lungs won't trust me
Another heart beat, that I lost on the way
You’re just a landlord who tells me to pay
Same old story I censored, but why do I stay
do not go
do not collect
do not grow
do not reflect
just stay on this shelf we've made
grind ’til these feelings fade
do not go
do not collect
do not grow
do not reflect
just stay on this shelf we've made
grind ’til these feelings fade
Crucify me on a desk and a chair,
Bruise these emotions, ’til I don't even care
One more day, the sun won't touch me
Another moment, catch me slipping away
Choke on these feelings, ’til your heart start to swell
Rehearse these motions, ’til your only a shell
One more breath, my lungs won't trust me
Another heart beat, that I lost on the way
You’re just a landlord who tells me to pay
Same old story I censored, but why do I stay
do not go
do not collect
do not grow
do not reflect
just stay on this shelf we've made
grind ’til these feelings fade
do not go
do not collect
do not grow
do not reflect
just stay on this shelf we've made
grind ’til these feelings fade
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9. |
Coward Heart
03:15
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These words burn my throat and water my eyes
Chased them with coke, to keep them inside
Oh these smiles hiding teeth
The lust I can’t trust what your hiding underneath
Fights me until it resigns
This coward heart of mine
What did you find?
Sinking so low
My blood can’t find you, tell me where did you go?
You know I lost at this game before
Left my trust with my coat at the door
Turn down the lights, so the night can disguise
The distance between us, the lack of surprise
Can’t find an acre of skin
The cut hasn’t scarred, so that I could let you in
Tell me and I would be fine
This coward heart of mine
What did you find?
Sinking so low
My blood can’t find you, tell me where did you go?
You know I lost at this game before
Left my trust with my coat at the door
You can turn and you walk away
Your scripted words so cold
The ending stays the same
The stakes raise and you fold
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10. |
Tourist
02:15
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Hard lessons
Brutal Truths
A couple of bruises
Would be good for you
From a safe distance
Enjoy the ride
You’ll be on the lifeboat
I’ll be sinking inside
I’ll be sinking inside
Guess I’ll see you around
You’re just a tourist, in my home town
Guess I’ll see you around
You’re just a tourist
Hard lessons
Nobody’s coming for you
A couple of excuses
Would be good to do
From a safe distance
Came along for the ride
Picture on a postcard
From a place you can hide
Safe from the places you hide
Guess I’ll see you around
You’re just a tourist, in my home town
Guess I’ll see you around
You’re just a tourist
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11. |
Felt Like an Actor
04:04
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I came to rain on your parade
Lost you somewhere in the shade
On this stone where only ashes remain
The moment was gone before it came
Now this organ that once filled with love
Just a worker I use to pump blood
For a feeling that’s gone
My heart is heavy, but my feet carry on
And it goes
Forever and I know
This heart made of stone
This heart made of woah-oh woah-oh
Go
Forever and I know
I can’t say no
I can’t say no-oh woah-oh
Lay like a corpse on your bed
Hide like a child and play dead
Bleed every word you ever said
Out of this skin you won’t shed
Now this organ that once filled with love
Just a worker I use to pump blood
Leftover, factory floor,
Body’s just a shell, I don’t live there anymore
And it goes
Forever and I know
This heart made of stone
This heart made of woah-oh woah-oh
Go
Forever and I know
I can’t say no
I can’t say no-oh woah-oh
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12. |
History is Small
04:34
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As the waves
Crash carry me
Despite these forces
Struggle break free
Our clumsy bodies
Reaching for eternity
In constant motion
Won’t you bury me
My soul is safe
With you tonight
My soul is safe
With you tonight
Oh how they stole
While we were asleep
Oh how their guns came
Catch and release
Our struggling borders
Reaching for the sea
With weak emotions
Now that I can see
My soul is safe
With you tonight
My soul is safe
With you tonight
My soul is safe
With you tonight
My soul is safe
With you tonight
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