1. |
Before There Was Plenty
04:26
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I overslept, and I feel bad
Do you think that you could give it a rest?
But you make me relive that
With all the fingers we point
still this wedge has no name
If we just stop a moment
We only have ourselves to blame
Cause three years have passed
And you still complain
If you'd cut me some slack
Crucifying what's inane
I pray to Christ
to put you in your place
Because I'd sing it in a song
but never say it to your face
Cause I still hurt
From that time you turned me away
And I know it's mundane
But sometimes it's hard to feel safe
Even Moses yelled at God
When he didn't get his way
So I curse and curse his name
until only you remain
You think you’re wasting your time
Because it’s hopeless
Maybe we’ll get it right
Instead of wasting, wasting out
You think you’re wasting your time
And that’s it’s hopeless
I know we’re falling behind
Because it wasn't yet our time
You think you’re wasting your time
That it’s hopeless
Maybe we’ll get it right
Instead of wasting, wasting out
Because we fall behind
Can I fall in love?
Because we fall behind
Can I fall in love?
You think you’re wasting your time
And that it’s hopeless
Maybe we’ll get it right
Instead of wasting, wasting out
Because we fall behind
Can I fall in love?
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2. |
Boxing Your Ears
03:54
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Can never reason why it's like this every time
Bagging each other
I'm trashed and out of line
Figure out how you could touch my body like
I'll keep boxing your ears
'til you hear my fabled cry
So sick of all of it
Everyday it's nothing new
Falling out of trees
Eight feet ahead of you
Figure out how you can lay down someone new
Face down in the water
Make me feel just like a fool
Fake it
Until you can face it
I think I’m jaded
Or maybe I’m wasted
Fake it
Until you can face it
I think I’m jaded
Or maybe I’m wasted
Fake it, face it
Fake it
Until you can face it
I think I’m jaded
Or maybe I’m wasted
Fake it
Until you can face it
I think I’m jaded
Or maybe I’m wasted
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3. |
A Lover's Plea (Act I)
03:57
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Now back
Rusted hearts left open
You’re holding back
Your levy palm
And I'm so afraid
Cause I don't want you to leave
Now even pulsing blood feels like a waste
What do you say?
Are you so afraid?
What do you say?
Are you so afraid?
Each time
You say you’ve been in love
You’re holding back what’s given up
And I’m so afraid
And I don’t want you to leave
Now no lips that I kiss can match the taste
Now even on my own
I’m the one to blame
And I know we’ll never get it back anyways
But I still dream you’re riding shotgun in the van
With your arm stained with a palm tree in my hand
What do you say?
Are you so afraid?
Are you so afraid?
Are you so afraid?
Are you so afraid?
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4. |
Yes, I Grew Tired
03:43
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I’m alive
In a destitute, unsanitary life
Get it right
The same I’ve asked of you a thousand times
Cause my heart feels different
Than I expected our love to be like
Get it right
Get it right
Change your mind
You’re not awake in love or in life
Shield your eyes
Your tattooed arms won’t hold me in this light
Cause our lives keep changing
And my heart is more different than I’d like
Get it right
Get it right
Get it right
(Do you want to feel alive)
(I want to know what’s on your mind)
Get it right
(Do you want to feel alive)
(I want to know what’s on your mind)
Get it right
(Do you want to feel alive)
(I want to know what’s on your mind)
Get it right
Maybe we're tired,
Distracted that it wasn't worth the fight?
Get it right
Get it right
Get it right
Get it right
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5. |
Braindead
03:09
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Braindead
Contemplating every word you said
I just wish you’d open up your legs
Every once in a while
Oh God
Why do I always have to enjoy
A narcissistic love for punishment?
Just like you slapped my wrist
Forget
The words I said when I was slightly pissed
Hugging couches instead of your lips
Or are you over it?
I'm braindead
(Contemplating every)
(Contemplating every word you said)
I'm braindead
(A complicated love)
(A narcissistic love for punishment)
I'm braindead
(Contemplating every)
(Contemplating every word you said)
I'm braindead
(A complicated love)
(A narcissistic love for punishment)
Let me go now
Let me go out
Let me go now
Let me go out
I'm braindead
(Contemplating every)
(Contemplating every word you said)
I'm braindead
(A complicated love)
(A narcissistic love for punishment)
I'm braindead
(Contemplating every)
(Contemplating every word you said)
I'm braindead
(A complicated love)
(A narcissistic love for punishment)
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6. |
Blueside
03:29
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She said
don’t let me catch you thinking about it
You can't
Whither away at home alone on hood drive
The sun it sets in your eyes
You're what I hold dear
Let's not forget the way I said it
The way I want to hear
Thinking about my blueside
It gets lost in your blue eyes
Thinking about my blueside
(Blueside)
Thinking about my blueside
It gets lost in your blue eyes
Cause its always been blue skies
Cause you’re my summer
It took off
As a blush of love
Like you never even had it
She goes
Tearing off my blouse like its a bad habit
The sun it sets in your eyes
You're what I hold dear
Let's not forget the way I said it
The way I want to hear
Thinking about my blueside
It gets lost in your blue eyes
Thinking about my blueside
(Blueside)
Thinking about my blueside
It gets lost in your blue eyes
Cause its always been blue skies
Cause you’re my summer
Can the dark side show my face?
Like I never knew my place
I’ll run away another day
But when it’s here
You’re here
Right here
With no fear
Thinking about my blueside
It gets lost in your blue eyes
Thinking about my blueside
(Blueside)
Thinking about my blueside
It gets lost in your blue eyes
Cause its always been blue skies
Cause you’re my summer
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7. |
Hold Your Own
03:48
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Holding your own like you could lose something
When you look up it's all caving in
An empty fire burning youth alive
Feel like it's caving in sometimes
Hold your own hand
Hold your own hand
Who knew that love was an empty man
Down to blood slipping through my hands
When each deep breath cracking ribs inside
Feels like it's caving in sometimes
I mean it
Hold your own hand
I’m feeling
More than distant
I mean it
Hold your own hand
I’m feeling
More than distant
Hold your own hand
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8. |
It Used To Feel Right
05:03
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Inadequate anyhow
My bedside lamp burning out
If you weren't before
You're running now
and if you don't know
I'll show you how
The time clothes spend on the floor
It doesn't mean I love you more
If you aren't now, you were before
In love with one who should be more
When it doesn't feel right
When it doesn't feel right
When it doesn't feel right
Take the thorns out of my side
Figuring out it actually was just your knife
Oh, get over yourself
This isn't love
Just something that could occupy the time
When it doesn't feel right
It doesn't feel right
It used to feel right
It used to feel right
(I’m too afraid to be alone)
When it doesn’t feel right
(Too afraid to be alone)
When it doesn’t feel right
(Too afraid to be alone)
When it doesn’t feel right
(Too afraid to be alone)
When it doesn’t feel right
(Too afraid to be alone)
When it doesn’t feel right
(Too afraid to be alone)
When it doesn’t feel right
(Too afraid to be alone)
When it doesn’t feel right
(Too afraid to be alone)
When it doesn’t feel right
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9. |
A Lover's Plea (Act II)
04:58
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Would you say that I was holding on too tight?
What's it like
Having it all figured out?
If you knew what I'd be like
Would you still have left the altar wearing white?
Wearing white
Tell me love how to feel about
How to feel when we’re running out
Wrap me for a minute
Wrap me up for a minute
How much longer can we wait it out?
If we’re not wrong then we’ll leave them now
Wrap me up for a minute
Wrap me up for a minute
Would you say that we jumped off of heights too high?
What's it like, sprained and bruised through life?
If you knew what I'd be like
Would you still have held on, begging me to try?
Me to try
Tell me love how to feel about
How to feel when we’re running out
Wrap me for a minute
Wrap me up for a minute
How much longer can we wait it out?
If we’re not wrong then we’ll leave them now
Wrap me up for a minute
Wrap me up for a minute
Tell me love how to feel about
How to feel when we’re running out
Wrap me for a minute
Wrap me up for a minute
How much longer can we wait it out?
If we’re not wrong then we’ll leave them now
Wrap me up for a minute
Wrap me up for a minute
Because when I close my eyes
I think of you
And I swear to God I tried
Whenever you knew
You had to leave for another one that you
Thought loved you
Thought loved you
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10. |
Spit On The Ground
03:27
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Holding all your own like you don't want to know
What I think about when I'm at home alone, do you?
It's like my body's aching all of the time
The only thing that calms - a negroni or some sochu
A minute to please; a little spit on the ground
Horny as a dog while you sleep on the couch, it's true
I never want to need this, I hope you know
But when you breathe alone only these lies comfort you
At the end of it all I know I'm to blame
But where you gonna go when they're all ashamed of you?
A loner and a lover are one in the same
It’s just a force habit pulling rank in this game of two
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11. |
Are You Changing?
04:31
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I’ve been thinking about it
The things we've said
Yeah demons fought
And we lifted heads
Figuring lies and lives of everyone but us
I've been thinking about it
The lives we've made
A benefit of doubt to every chess and movement played
Did we waste our years?
Antiquated fears
Holding hope or have we lost it?
Are you changing?
Or am I?
Are you changing?
Or are you changing your mind?
Are we thinking about all
The lions tamed?
Well I’ve been selfish, love
In the most unchartered ways
A little more summer skin
A lot less ambien
A hope for life, for love, for all the things that lead us here
All the things that lead us here
(All the things that lead us here)
Are you changing?
Or am I?
Are you changing?
Or are you changing your mind?
Are you changing your mind?
Well I think you’re changing
Are you changing?
Or am I?
But I know that you’re changing
Are you changing?
Or am I?
And I know you’re changing
But are you changing your mind?
Are you changing your mind?
Are you changing, yeah
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