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Stutter (feat. Frank)
01:27
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What made you stutter, stutter?
I like it when you mutter, mutter your name
Just come a little closer, closer
I'll give you another reason to be shy
Breathe a little harder, harder
I like it when you shudder like that
Well, don't be so nervous
Don't be so nervous
What made you stutter, stutter?
I like it when you mutter, mutter your name
Just come a little closer, closer
I'll you another reason to be shy
Breathe a little harder, harder
I like it when you shutter like that
Well, don't be so nervous
Don't be so nervous
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2. |
Hazy Boy
04:28
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A hazy day
Clouds rolling through your brain
Not a train of thought to echo in the dark
Just floating through the conversation
Without a hint of hydration
For your sub-Saharan soul
Your dried up heart of gold
Now you're getting plastered on a Sunday night
Just hopping bars in hopes you'll start a fight
So you can beat on your already beaten brain
You can feel something even if it's only pain
You would've thought the summer would bring new love
But it's all dirty clubs and dead-end part-time jobs
Without a sign of validation
For all your wasted ruminations
You're a heavy kite to fly
For someone who's always high
Now you're stumbling home like a lost dog on a leash
Cause you start these wars in hopes you'll find some peace
From all these kids just trying to get stoned
You can feel all of the boredom in their bones
Now you're getting plastered on a Sunday night
Just hopping bars in hopes you'll start a fight
So you can beat on your already beaten brain
You can feel something even if it's only pain
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3. |
Daughter of a Lonely Sun
03:54
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Does the sun know what it's like to go to bed alone?
Oh, she burns so brightly but she'll never meet the one
Who will ease all her chaos, be a home away from home.
Oh, I wonder if our sun ever feel like just a stone.
I hope you keep on burning brightly
Even if being special means being lonely
Don't you ever change
Even if it means you gotta float through cold empty space
Does the moon miss the astronauts who marked her as their own
She never touched those footprints that stomped across her throne
As she moved all the oceans and lit up all our homes
Oh I wonder if our moon ever feels like just a stone
I hope you keep on burning brightly
Even if being special means being lonely
Don't you ever change
Even if it means you gotta float through cold empty space
So don't you ever change
Don't you ever change
Don't you ever change
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4. |
Wild Thang
03:06
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Woke up feeling like I got a disease
Guess that's what happens when the cat is in heat
Oh boy, where's my limitations?
Oh boy, I've got not concentration
I am, I am, I am a wild thing
I am, I am, I am a wild thing
Oh boy you gotta stop your talking
You know I hate it when you spit your ignorance
And when you whine and moan
So when are you trying to take me home?
So when are you trying to take me home?
I am, I am, I am a wild thing
I am, I am, I am a wild thing
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5. |
Little Things
03:28
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The way she held a cigarette between her teeth
The way she'd hug every person who she'd meet
The way she drummed her fingers on the steering wheel
The way her lips would always make you feel
And you will miss the little things
Until you become a little thing yourself
And you will miss the little things she said
You will miss the little things she did in bed
The face she'd make when she was pissed at you again
The way she'd wait till the last minute to cancel her plans
The way she'd make you feel alone in a crowded room
The way she left you all too soon
And you have become a fragile thing
Because you dwell on these little things again and again and again and again
And you have become a broken thing
Because you miss all the little things, these stupid things
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6. |
Porcupine
03:35
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Crème bruleé kiss on your forehead
Curling up inside the garden shed
Just like when you were a child
And all your feelings were oh so mild
But now you are oh so tired
And now you are oh so tired
And now you are oh so tired
Rolling down all of your long sleeves
Watching the wolves clean up on the TV
Expecting to be just like the movies
But now there's no more room for you
But now there's no more room for you
But now there's no more room for you
Your throat is sore from all these goodbyes
Maybe your clothes have shrunk down a size
Are all of the highs worth all of the lows?
Is it worth holding that camera pose?
Cause baby, there's nothing wrong with being alone
(There'll always be room in my crooked heart for you)
Cause baby, there's nothing wrong with being alone
(There'll always be room in my crooked heart for you)
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Lured
05:01
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There goes your heart, it's flying free again
It's been cooped up too long with your sensibilities
So now you've let it go and savored that sweet release
But there's a reason why pretty birds like you always end up in cages
Now you're weeping
(Swept off my feet)
Searching for help from the ceiling
(And broke my wings)
But there's no one and nothing that's coming
(You're the reason for)
To get you out of this mess you're in
(This mess I'm in)
Yeah, he fooled you
(Stuck on the ground)
Charmed you with his handsome hairdo
(With only the sound)
Lured you into the bedroom
(Of birds trying to sing)
And now you're trying to sing all your sorrows away
(All their sorrows away)
You watch the days pass by from your little slice of life
You've stopped answering your friends when they ask if you're alright
Maybe the spring will bring back your head again
Cause the winter feels more cold when you always end up with a partner who feels like pavement
Now you're weeping
(Swept off my feet)
Searching for help from the ceiling
(And broke my wings)
But there's no one and nothing that's coming
(You're the reason for)
To get you out of this mess you're in
(This mess I'm in)
Yeah, he fooled you
(Stuck on the ground)
Charmed you with his handsome hairdo
(With only the sound)
Lured you into the bedroom
(Of birds trying to sing)
And now you're trying to sing all your sorrows away
(All their sorrows away)
You'll never fall for it again
You'll never fall for it again
You'll never fall for it again
Now you're weeping
(Swept off my feet)
Searching for help from the ceiling
(And broke my wings)
But there's no one and nothing that's coming
(You're the reason for)
To get you out of this mess you're in
(This mess I'm in)
Yeah, he fooled you
(Stuck on the ground)
Charmed you with his handsome hairdo
(With only the sound)
Lured you into the bedroom
(Of birds trying to sing)
And now you're trying to sing all your sorrows away
(All their sorrows away)
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8. |
Someone Else
03:00
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You used to be as sweet as a freshly-picked nectarine
Your raw energy is like a barrel of gasoline
But with your head so filled with anger and flames
Your heart will burn down till there's nothing but shame
Till you're someone else
Till you're someone else
You wear your hatred prouder than a heart on a velvet sleeve
You curse your way through the nights like a possessed priest
But you can't help it if your days a bad dream
Cause the good times are never quite what they seem
So now you're someone else
Yeah, you're someone else
Yeah, you're someone else
Yeah, you're not the same as you were back at 3AM
(Yeah, you're someone else)
You prowled through the dark streets like a panther entranced
(Yeah, you're someone else)
You smiled like a proud prince so magnificent
(Yeah, you're someone else)
You faced me down till I finally got the hint that you're someone else
(Yeah, you're someone else)
Come find me when you're not someone else
Come find me when you're not someone else
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Death is on your receipt
So who cares 'bout the birds and the bees?
Take some advice from me
You're life's biggest tragedy
And nothing can prepare you for yourself
The things you say when you wake from a bad dream
And nothing can repair the things you've done
The times you hid the times you turned away
The times you didn't say what you wanted to say
And the things that'll haunt you far in outer space
Can't seem to fall asleep
Cause you're worried 'bout making your money
Take some advice from me
This is just a big fever dream
And nothing can prepare you for yourself
The things you say when you wake from a bad dream
And nothing can repair the things you've done
The times you hid the times you turned away
The times you didn't say what you wanted to say
And the things that'll haunt you far in outer space
Cause there's a little you in everything you make
and there's a little life in every step you take
It ain't about the pictures that you take
It's about the love you lost and the people who'll never taste
How free you are and the plastic things you chase
But at least you've got you, and that ain't gonna change
And at least there's more booze here than down in the cold grave
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McKinley Claire Manassas, Virginia
A girl who plays every damned instrument all by herself.
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