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Exit
03:50
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all of my friends went out the same way they came in
I am the shadow that hangs behind the door as it swings
and I followed the exit on the wrong end
I'm an addendum that's tacked onto your shoes
and I tell all of your same jokes but with a hint of the blues
and I've eaten the dirt you've been dancing through
defined by everyone he knew
the wake in the current that you're speeding through
undefined and without a clue
so didn't we all feel ugly as we finished our gin
we forgot how to link what we came from up to the present
in a stupor I cut all the rope I had tied to our wrists
now I'm just poison for your stomach to refuse
I felt good at the time but grew sickening as you consumed
the toxic chemicals my mind produced
defining everyone I knew
as little wakes in the current that I'm speeding through
unsettled and vicious in lieu
of a stabling anchor, a consistent route
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2. |
In A Funk
04:05
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my bad habits turn into me
I'm too distracted to learn how to feel free
scrambling circuits in my head
makes me feel less sick
please remind me I forget
how amusing it is
to exist
my bad habits turn into me
I'm too distracted to offer sympathy
too self-reflexive to feel connected
too selfish to turn your attention inside out
too self-reflexive to be perfected
too imperfect to know that perfection is
too self-reflexive
my bad habits turn into me
steady repetition stifles my intrigue
please remind me
that there's nowhere that I need to be and
please remind me till I'm not tied down to anything
I chase after myself until I feel
that I'm escaping
my bad habits turn into me
I'm too distracted, please clear my head for me
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I wake in the morning not wanting to do much cause I feel like hell
but I roll out of bed just put on my shoes
my sight's distorted not know which way to go
but I keep moving cause its better than staying still
staying still
Walking out into this plain and boring world
its the something I did yesterday
as I drive my car I question everything
the songs on my phone
the only escape I have
So I keep moving
in this plain ol' world
I keep on movin'
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4. |
A Name for Now
03:47
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you brought me to your windowsill
several stories high
said I could either jump
or just stare out at the sky
but we've braved so many dives
that we can't tell if we fall or stand upright
so as we give these thrills a name for now
we fall out of heaven and into hell
you said that you were feeling light
although you sounded low
told me to forget myself
if I had an urge to grow
but we've braved so many throws
that we can't tell if we're connected or alone
so as we give these flings a name for now
we fall into heaven and into hell
I swayed inside the frame
and let my shoes fall to the ground
weightless, I high-fived a cloud
and climbed on back inside
cause I've braved too many dives
to care whether I fall or stand upright
so as I give these thrills a name for now
I fall into heaven and out of hell
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5. |
DUI
04:14
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Smoke rising from an empty can
There's still a half cig in there
I've watched more fumes leave your hand
Way more than what you've inhaled
So what's going on in your head
A though process I don't understand
You know that I can tell
But I don't care
Who are you trying to impress
Who are you trying to impress
Who are you trying to impress
Who are you trying to
More and more bars were gone (thrown)
And liquor bottles, at the bottom
Someone threw your keys at you
and you decided to drive
So what's going on in your head
A though process I don't understand
You know that I can tell
But I don't care
Who are you trying to impress
Who are you trying to impress
Who are you trying to impress
Who are you trying to
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Spacecadet Detroit, Michigan
4 piece from the Detroit area
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