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Big Chomper, Big Chomper
03:16
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What's the point of converse if it's not engaging and long?
What's the point of learning if you knew it all along?
What's the point of singing if you can't sing along?
What's the point of tasting if I don't taste you tongue?
These chemicals don't make me
I'll just leave the car running in case we flee the sour scene
In finding love worth faking, the offering misdeems
The effortlessness making the solemn scene serene
This is not me getting into the getaway car
This is just me staring from the middle of the yard
This is not me saying that I'd not do it again
This is maybe, one day
This is there I go again
These two emotions won't hide
What's left on her tongue tonight
Hypocrisy can't subside
One trained thought fled just despite
Towns filled with skeptic still light
Disease and care left from sight
Just one more left makes this right
Just one more left
One more left
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2. |
You Put the I in Team
04:56
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Take some time
'Cause sadly knots are actually not capable of
Breaking off what they've held strong, for years too long
You're an up and overkill conduit
You won't be tricked into tasting salt
Make myself at home but you're onto it
Sell me your career, the checkmate comes but once a year
The hardest part of holding on to future was the pacing
Is you can't expect a visit from the boy you left waiting
Dig, dig the core, no one needs this more
You're hosting the party standing guard at the door
Faces hide in frames that line askew design
You're an up and overkill conduit
You won't be tricked into tasting salt
Make myself at home but you're onto it
Sell me your career, the checkmate comes but once a year
Is this goodbye or just an offering?
If you say so.
I'm out the window.
If you're something let me know.
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Dirty, Scandalous, Dirty
04:03
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In a trip to fix all that's right
Secretly seeking
Held at intersects
"Accidentally" meeting
With the greeting cards text
He's cleverly made worthwhile
Each tear in the crease of her smile.
But in a while an opening lets her see
the inside she never saw
Now that we're all here, a toast proposed and begged
Collect the hour
This scene comes easily 'cause we've seen inside
Their eyes open wide
Hands controlled
Arms at side
Here comes the question;
Yes mother, you may now kiss the coroner.
Now where were we?
Ah yes, where the groom's been
Keeping quiet what we've done
To make sure she'll be tearing
With the dinner plates
Set sweet melody plays her style
Each ear feels an end of her smile
But in a while...
An opening lets her see the inside she never saw
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4. |
Claims Should Echo
03:11
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At the start the end's so easy to forget
When the closing comes it's far too quick
And the start sticks
Our conscious is killing us
For what we haven't said
This nonsense is thrilling
'Cause we're all underfed.
The morning starts without
Us when our high hopes come back
Without a solution.
Here we are again
So eager to pretend
Our lonesome hearts
Dare us to tear them apart
Let's break the glass that holds the wine
Look past utensils to feast on swine
Salivate at opportunity
And apprehend the useless
Burn the candle at both ends to seek potential
Overlooked by pessimism
Locked away by realism
Spend too much time waiting for the glass to fill
Priceless is the reaction of letting glass spill
Reaching the brim of every pointless goal
Without looking further or even looking into...
So hard to change them when
They can't stop holding like they always do.
Those with us
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5. |
Gunpowder: A Ballet
05:08
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There's a graceful dance above me
From the sun reflecting in
Off the cars that pass below
Each with their own story within
And the dance moves
They remind me of the times that I've walked in
To a room and left with nothing
Except the fear to walk back in
So I'll stay safe at my vantage
On occasion I'll peer in
You'll grow up out of the corner of my eyes
Right next to him
You'll need help, you'll need attention
You're a captivated whim
But I'm a coward prone to quitting
I just make sure never to begin
The gunpowder between my teeth
Lets me know that I've come clean
It should be easy to say goodbye
Since you won't be looking at me
I can see you through a window
But the cracks keep you a blur
There's a victim in this story
I wish to god that it was her
While I know I've your recognition
It's of its nature I'm not sure
If I could ever push this question
I'd shut my ears for the answer
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6. |
The Party's Opinion
02:40
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Sadly I cavil and carp
At your passion to prove yourself
When I'll be right behind you
Break your heart for celebration
Like a champagne glass-like dehydration
We've got you dialled
Concentrate
Keep the party's opinion
I'm too late when I make my decision
If the subject drops when your heart stops
I'll take a shortcut to killing you quicker than we're settling for
Gladly I open my ears as you beg us to choose yourself
Since summer we've tried to, mind you
Take a part our guns and ammunition
So that you could take part in the exhibition
Of which you design.
If upon the retinue he builds up n' out
Creates a livestock-like love in ground
6 deep
We tore the town in two and it feels exciting
To go from black to bones this fast
Is change that's worth fighting for
Everything and everyone
That used to seem
Exciting
Enlightening too many events
For citing
For citing
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It's been an hour and you've never felt more alone
And it's clear that you never really made it home
Despite the speeches your secrets make it quite known
That the glory's all your own
Leave us and stay on the phone
It eats us to see your knees down to the bone again
The owner's got to move on
Set to devour like a clock set to carry on
But it's fear that's been keeping you from coming home
You've got the reach and the secrets to make it alone
Take a bow that's all your own
One plane ticket solidifies your goodbye
Despite expectancy and efforts put forth
To try and fill a void that never really was there
Put on your best suit
This parade's for you
Dressed in dress, we hang our heads for you
Take a side.
Take your eyes off emotion first.
When you're ready we'll be here to give you the worst
It's coming out what we talked about.
Kill the part of you consumers like to read about
Can I call you out?
Last time you pulled out.
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8. |
Baton Rouge
04:18
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I'm stepping out an open door
Sometimes, I wish was locked
Across the hall another's shut
The peephole's all I've got
You've been warned
I'm sure it's true
I'm so new to love
Just hold on
(nobody knows this bit)
I want you standing on my shoes
with a peruse-like touch through Baton Rouge
I'm scared to death to even move, to move
Green strobes still flickering in my head
I cling to everything you said
You said
You said
I finally found your hand
But there's only time for you to walk me out
We'll pray to God and brush our tracks
The wolves have sniffed us out
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9. |
Minds Like Ours
04:57
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It would have been easier to tell me to leave when I sat down
Giving up love for leisure is like losing everything I found
It feels meaningless to tell me what goes won't come back around
If you've got a home leave right now
All thanks to the gods for our logic and feeling
It hurts knowing
Only minds like ours find our words on the ceiling
But we're growing
Sick of seizable moments passing as I open the door
Letting their steps drift farther from mine
Their eyes cut deeper every time
But my courage upon a pedestal
Shares likeliness with miracles
It's not the end it's just one town
It's just a shame, we had so long
So grab your friends and don't look down
'Cause when you look up they'll be gone
Staring at the top of my lungs but you can't hear it
My voice is going
Swearing we won't come here again
we'll come near it, but we're growing
Sick of seizable moments passing as I open the door
Letting their steps drift farther from mine
Their eyes cut deeper every time,
But my courage upon a pedestal
Shares likeliness with miracles
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Pepper
04:54
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This still life
It looks like
Motion is gaining unexpectedly
One judgment
Will define
Recycled emotions
Underlined vindictively
Misplaced aggression and a half-hearted smile
Give regret a whole new meaning
Replace transition
With a full pound of style
To try and read
What's on
The ceiling
Living in fear of a future this rares denial
Bringing back the dead
Infected affection
Falling apart from the seams of your heart is this cycle
We're just left for dead
This still light.
It cooks bright
Showcasing your love
Unfiltered, so fair
These judgments
Create crimes
Forcing the witness eyes
A blank stare
Revolting obsession
The other's denial
Push at the knees before kneeling
No definition
Not even worthwhile
Apart from forgetting
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