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Orange Cherries
03:31
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Orange cherries
All that can be seen
In the black of night
Hey, do you have a light?
Gasping for air
Reaching for self isn't there
Illumination cutting through
What imagination couldn't prove
Dense fog
It's just smoke rolling off your tongue
Regurgitated from your lungs
Dense fog
A self-imposed mental block
Takes breath from your diaphragm
Til you can't talk
Burning paper trails
Of what you were meant to be
Resigned to grind
A match struck to your ideal life
Faint tears creasing eyes
Smoke blown back in disguise
Of addictions idolized
Over a life you were meant to prize
Dense fog
It's just smoke rolling off your tongue
Regurgitated from your lungs
Dense fog-
A self-imposed mental block
Takes breath from your diaphragm
Til you can't talk
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2. |
Lost in Time
03:26
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It's four o'clock in the morning
And I don't have anything to do than this
I watch the snow fall to the ground
It's covering everything I see
As the wind's hollering oh so fast
And the house is creeping into the past
Streetlights shine so awfully brightly
And I don't know what to do cause I'm lost in time (Time)
Without a place to go, I'm lost in time (Time)
These days are routine, one job after the other
And nights into life, one beat after the other
And days into weeks, these weeks to years
And is this all you really ever wanted, yeah
You really ever wanted, yeah
As the wind's hollering oh so fast
And the house is creeping into the past
Streetlights shine so awfully brightly
And I don't know what to do cause I'm lost in time (Time)
Without a place to go I'm lost in time (Time)
I'm lost in time (Time)
I'm lost in time (Time)
I need a change but I can't have it
It's the same ol' thing, I just put on a smile
Need a change but I can't have it
I'm going to be
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3. |
Less Pauls
02:20
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We need less (Les) Pauls and DS-1s
Mass production of dramatic tongues
Infatuation with the prize of past rebellion
Distracting from emotions never felt,
Played so loud the crowd can't start to think about
The message you left out
We need less Paulas and live, laugh, loves
Mass production of cliched axioms
Infatuation with the price of acclamation
Distracting from affection you withheld,
Displayed so loud your company can't think about
The message you left out
We need less (Les) Pauls and DS-1s
Making noise where there should be sound
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4. |
Regret
05:13
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She started off as just a kid who felt far from home
She never really bonded with who mattered the most
She would lay in bed and her mind would wander in pain
So concerned with what the future holds cause it doesn't seem too far from sight
Couple years have passed now and nothing has changed
It's been the same rules to follow and her heart in agony
Cause people split apart and some people grow apart
And too bad you're too young to notice it falling apart
Eye of the needle
Eye of the needle
What type of world is she livin' in
She's poisoned by right and wrong with decisions that are abstract
She doesn't know which way to go
Choosin' if it's the right choice or is it the devils lie
One day her life took a turn for the worst
She's thinkin' bout her past years and who loves her the most
She's lost in thought but she's sure to get high
That needle in her arm the last regret of her life
Eye of the needle
Eye of the needle
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5. |
Life Cab for Ugly
04:32
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I talk to you like through a pane of glass
My voice crackles, a bad receiver
Pressed against your shoulder
Did you expect to break the barrier
Between your mind and us outside of it?
Well I just don't believe there's time
To learn how to make peace before we die
But should you make your escape
Buried under a mail pile
Wherever you go you still carry with you
The skin you love to retreat into
Did you expect to break the barrier
Between your mind and us outside of it?
Well I just don't believe there's time
To learn how to make peace before we die
But a brain doctor has a stroke to feel better
And sociopaths prefer their coffee tastes bitter
But us addicts flail, lost, tripped out in a downpour
Where only laughter exists
All trauma cleansed in a cold shower
Take better care of me
Break character for you
Break character for me
Take better care of you
But who draws first?
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6. |
Fool
02:09
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There she goes again taking my heart
Leaves it here and leaves it broken apart
It's the same ol' thing every time
She's gone away but she's not too, she's not too
Leads me on all the time
And lets me know I'm not the guy
It's the same ol' shit every time
She's gone away but she's not too, she's not too
Know I'm just a fool
She'll be around soon
Fall for that flirt once again
She's gone away but she's not too, she's not too
Same old story line every time
Like in the awful chick flicks
The difference between those and I
The endings are never quite the same
Know I'm just a fool
She'll be around soon
Fall for that flirt once again
She's gone away but she's not too, she's not too
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7. |
Thoughts in My Head
01:21
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It's something you don't even notice until it's crept in
Like the guy at the end of the bar just waitin' for a drink
But it's way more harmful than that man ya see
Cause being lost in thought agonizes me
What imma talking about the normal person can't see
It's the same ideas just on repeat
It takes a lot and life drags on
Just one of those things thats gonna torture me
I really wish it was something you could see
It's between my ears so secretively
It makes me feel very incomplete
It makes me not want to be me
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8. |
Dusty
02:25
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While you dust my cage off
I sharpen my claws
You’re negligent;
I’m well aware
I’m at the center of your circus
You confuse love with captivity
Power only exists as showmanship
Let us run you through the rings;
You try acting
You confuse love with captivity
The cage is shaking as I’m salivating
Your heart is racing while I’m salivating
The cage is shaking as I’m salivating
Your heart is racing and I pounce
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9. |
The Upper Man
05:09
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Take me where we drank back when
To that back booth where we boorishly dreamt
And scorned the rambling old patrons who warned
Of death and disease just round the bend
Follow me, we'll replace them, you know
Time is running short, my friend
In our harvest hours
Cook the fat we've left our young
Raised them to think like us
Betraying fathers, daughters, and sons
Steady, build this pyre
Dress me in a tire necklace
Pour some gasoline on it
Spark a fire so I can dance
Time is running short, my friend
Churches, books, and movies
They preached of self-sacrifice
While we feasted steady
With a self-serving appetite
Fast once to appease our conscience
Then we'd seize the night
No use, your lecturing
Or reflections on what has been
I never desired to think
Just chased the high of following threads
Can we feel the same as then?
In that back booth where we boorishly dreamt?
We're scorned by loathsome young patrons
We warn of disease and death just round the bend
Come, last chance to drink it all in, you know
Time is running short my friend
Pour gas on us
And strike a match
Light us up so we can dance
Time is running short my friend
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