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High Daze
06:24
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Momma told me it wouldn't hurt
If only for a second
The man on TV told me to take it easy
For only $9.95
And so I'm calling to let you know
The temperature is steady underground and it's not that bad
My feet are frozen, let's just take the train
Headed south for the winter
Our banks are broke we should just rob the liquor store
I'm sure your wife wouldn't mind
And yet I don't think I'll ever know
Exactly why the world should keep turning if we're all gonna die
And I'm dying for the booze that'll make me numb
My car is faster than a bullet shooting out of a gun
I'm melting in a sandstorm wave
As the daylight slowly slips away
So he can't see what a mess like me has grown to be
Momma told you it wouldn't hurt
If you just swallowed the pills
Your wife has told you to just get another job
Another 9 to 5
And so you're calling to let me know
The coffin is made out of silk and it's not that bad
The weather's warm so you'll just sleep on the porch
Wait till it all blows over
Your eyes are red you should just take another nap
Wait till it all melts away
And now you're lying on the kitchen floor
With your wife sneaking out of your back door
And I'm dying for the booze that'll make me numb
My car is faster than a bullet shooting out of a gun
I'm melting in a sandstorm wave
As the daylight slowly slips away
So he can't see what a mess like me has grown to be
I can't come down
I can't come down
And I'm dying for the booze that'll make me numb
My car is faster than a bullet shooting out of a gun
I'm melting in a sandstorm wave
As the daylight slowly slips away
So he can't see what a mess like me has grown to be
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DMT
04:32
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I'm feeling dizzy from this dead limb dance
But the guy says I'm fine
Feel the carpet under my cheek
So why am I in the sky?
Well breathe
Breath in deeply
It's just a trip, man
Just a dose of reality
Well I've been sucked through the wormhole
It's all swirling round in a fish bowl
Well I've been sucked through the wormhole
Gotta go chase where the dragon goes
Shattered apart like a piece of glass
And put back together wrong
Woke up feeling like a god who opened up
And swallowed the sun
You'll see
You'll see it clearly
The best
And worst kind of clarity
Well breathe
Don't forget to breath deeply
It's just a trip, man
Just a dose of reality
Well I've been sucked through the wormhole
Gotta go chase where the dragon goes
Well I've been sucked through the wormhole
It's all swirling round in a fish bowl
A plume of smoke
A shot at a shot in the cannon
A broken mirror
A blink before a bursting explosion
A rushing road
A lightyear with no limitation
A quarter hour
Then we're back just like that, can we go again?
A quarter hour
Then we're back just like that, can we go again?
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Far Away Girlish
05:26
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Hey it's fun to transform
Blue eyes blazing brighter than the blue skies above
Are you in the mood?
For dancing barefoot in the desert under that full moon
Pinwheel in disguise
Feet like firecrackers dragging me to soaring heights
Hey do you have a light?
Let's get sweet under the glow of those honeycomb nights
I'll feel it all till the sun calls me back
Maybe God will one day think I deserve a nap
But not today
Have you got the blues?
I can cure you if you let me get an itch in your shoe
How about a ride?
I'll go anywhere as long as there are things beside
All those fluorescent lights
They blind me crazy and make me feel like I've lost all my sight
For the mountains high
I need to chase the bigger things before my end is nigh
Licorice in my teeth
Born on the string of a kite
Loving fiend in the morning
and a racing fool in the night
I feel it all till the sun calls me back
Maybe God will one day think I deserve a nap
But not today
I wanna feel free
The same kind of free
From when Adam saw Eve
Shake her fist, take a bite, and said let the fires have me
From when Adam saw Eve
Shake her fist, take a bite, and said let the fires have me
Hey it's fun to transform
Blue eyes blazing brighter than the blue skies above
Are you in the mood?
For dancing barefoot in the desert under that full moon
Pinwheel in disguise
Feet like firecrackers dragging me to soaring heights
Hey do you have a light?
Let's get sweet under the glow of those honeycomb nights
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8,000 Miles
04:00
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8,000 miles across the sea
It ain't that far for me
We could just walk across the ocean
Or a flight is a dime a dozen
But I'll be there soon
Don't you worry
Don't you worry
We'll cross the beaches under the stars
We can keep chasing this sweet sensation
Until we're captured by our own home nation
We met in golden Rome
Just when I was feeling alone
Hey cutie, you can be my guide
I know we're both pretty shy
But we could bring world peace
With the way you look at me
Maybe we could be king and queen
Someday, but either way
I am happy crossing country
With you in the driver's seat
To beaches, city streets
And now 8,000 miles across the sea
It ain't that far for me
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6. |
American Fever
06:21
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Sunset wide as forgiveness
The mountains make me feel a little mad
The western madness
Hate as thick as the pipeline
But all you need is a little evergreen
A little evergreen
I got the American fever
Like a dumb little dreamer
Home is where the heart is apparently
Even for a splintered fool like me
My accent feels like a high crime
And loving you is like working overtime
Why'd you have to be my type?'
I can't purge the bug from my blood stream
I feel like a shark caught on a shallow beach
Save me from the east
I got the American fever
Like a dumb little dreamer
Home is where the heart is apparently
Even for a splintered fool like me
I've become a beast of the American street
Born to die as a poet of the beat
I've become a beat of the American street
Born to die as a poem of the beat
I got the American fever
Like a dumb little dreamer
Home is where the heart is apparently
Even for a splintered fool like me
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Mission of the Moth
04:49
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I live for the sun
Which is searing my wings to ash
Twisting like a burning sheet
Everything inside of me
Reaches for the sun
This phantasmagoria
is giving me agoraphobia
The madness is taking hold
for a final bow
Is it lying in the spider's web
if I can't seem to get out of bed
But this journey to infinity
Has never seemed so worthy
The hunger will take me if I stay
And the flames will take me if I go
But I would rather be the thing I love
Than not be anything at all
Either plunging into holy hell
or else curling back into my shell
I'm a moth drawn to the flame
Hurled through space like a hand grenade
I'm a moth drawn to the flame
Hurled through space like a hand grenade
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Firefighter
03:08
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Firefighter, give your bad dreams to me
It's the least I can do for all that you do for me
Civil servant, how do you get through the night?
Brave red soldier, will you ever be alright?
Is there a participation award for staying alive?
Or just a pat on the back and another high five?
Are you afraid to die?
Are you afraid to die?
Are you afraid to die?
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9. |
Your Best-Kept Secret
05:18
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Where will you go?
What will you do
That will be able to keep you
Keep you under control?
Cause this is how it is
And this is how it will be
For anyone that's closer
Close enough to leave
Cause everyone will go
And you will have to stay
With all these memories that are
Stuck inside your lonely brain
So you'll sit up in the window
With their photo in your lap
And think of all the better times
That you won't get back
That you won't get back
And this heartbreak is embarrassing
But this sick heart will carry me to the ends of the Earth
You couldn't stay to watch
You couldn't bear to know
That everything you wanted to be
Was everything you're not
Pay a lot of money to live
Spend a lot of liver to die
Cause you never found the balance
The balance without the high
Cause everyone will go
And you will have to stay
With all these memories that are
Stuck inside your lonely brain
So you'll sit up in the window
With their photo in your lap
And think of all the better times
That you won't get back
That you won't get back
And this heartbreak is embarrassing
But this sick heart will carry me to the ends of the Earth
To the ends of the Earth
To the ends of the Earth
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10. |
Ballad For the Bathroom
04:03
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Purge yourself silly
Purge yourself silly
Till your devoid of anything
Anything that isn't
Anything that isn't
Divine and pretty
Fill yourself up with
Fill yourself up with
Anything that ain't your yellow glow
Throw up your sunsets
Throw up your days
Throw up the nights where you never felt this way
Cough up your insides
Gut all the pride that you ever had
Turn all your grief into flimsy self-esteem
Yes twist at your core
Twist at your core till you find you're nothing more than
Your own reflection
Your own reflection and your own rejection
With not enough art and not enough smarts
Not enough weight to help carry the pain
Cause you're not grey enough
You're not grey enough
For this cloudy day
You're not weak enough
You're not weak enough for
Their wicked ways
Well I think you're pretty
I think you're pretty
I think you're pretty
I think you're pretty anyway
Yes turn all the grey from pain into play
Wash away our sins
Flush out the burns with sunlight and ferns
Till you're a garden again
Reflect your yellow with less of this shallow and petty shit
I like you with the gold and I liked it when we told them
We were good enough
Cause I think you're pretty
I think you're pretty
Yes I think you're pretty
I think you're pretty
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McKinley Claire Manassas, Virginia
A girl who plays every damned instrument all by herself.
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