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Grave Robbers
05:30
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You saw him on TV.
You saw him, I see me.
You’re not there in the cellophane,
I won’t be around if there’s hell to pay.
You love me, you leave me,
But you can’t unsee me.
You were alone when the phone rang,
I was unaware of the whole thing.
And you can pray to your father if you need advice...
And he’ll teach you what he’s learned has worked to fight his feelings,
When I just needed something to believe in.
Driving home from purchase with a PHD in DUI’s.
But “hey it’s okay, I got cocaine.”
Said my friend who thinks I’m Cobain.
A-to-the-okay.
I talk so vague cause all my inner thoughts are profane.
There’s nothing to do now
In this old highway town.
They’re not me when I’m hunted down,
but you’re all me when I’m not around.
And you can talk to a doctor if you need advice but...
Hey, it gets a little bit scary sometimes.
But you never know the answers you might find.
Don’t follow me around so much this time.
If I lose myself I’ll lose you.
Hey, don’t pull me away now, I’m gunning for Jesus chain!
Ayy, no hope for the bastard of Mary Magdalene!
Hey, don’t lock me away now, I’m quitting my job today!
If I don’t hold the fort for Matthew, I don’t know where the kid will stay.
Hey, don’t pull me away now, I’m gunning for Jesus chain!
Ayy, no hope for the bastard of Mary Magdalene!
Hey, don’t pull me away now, I’m gunning for Jesus chain!
Ayy, let’s see what kind of miracle this carpenter could claim.
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2. |
Sorry!
03:45
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You spoke, I spat, I feel insulted, I feel attacked. Said it’s a hard time getting in.
Asked her if I had a shot, she said maybe, maybe not. As she picked a flower to pieces and threw the petals on my dashboard.
And I told a story, she made a face, I couldn’t cope, couldn’t calculate. Why do people speak in ciphers of muscle spasm? Is this how you convey love?
And I see ghosts and I see shoppers, baby bones, and highway robbers. Said it’s a hard time fitting in, when everybody just says…
I’m sorry (that sounds hard…)
I’m sorry (have you tried meditation?)
I’m sorry (well… are you getting enough sleep?)
I’m sorry (you want a beer dude?)
Lost my phone, lost my shit, saw my address on a blimp. What I call a hard time to you is a cinch.
Olivia never told a lie, she never outright said that I was anything to her but inspiration for her drawings of pussy.
And I’m sorry
They say I’m sorry
They all say I’m sorry
They say I’m sorry, but I can’t be what you lack.
*badink bink bunk bung bunk*
Can’t do it alone, but all of my homies have moseyed on.
Nobody to phone, my hearts exploding ammonium.
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There’s a little fucker in my hand, I try to crush him hard as I can, but he always turns to sand and gets everywhere.
I’m a pair of legs, two eyes, a skull where I keep all my data controlled, and sometimes my clothes go to work without me.
And I’m falling,
I’m falling down.
I’m falling,
And I follow now,
but I got no way to write it down.
...
There’s a little boy inside of me, and he says he hates society because when he starts to cry at the store people stare now.
I said listen little man, I know how awfully painful it is to grow, but I promise I’ll use all my strength to break you.
And you can talk to me, but you don’t want to!
And I could call and see, but I’m too scared to!
And we could all be free but we’re too comfy now.
When I hit the ground, I wasn’t running,
I wasn’t ready, I was just looking round’.
When I hit the ground, I hit the pavement,
I saw Stars of David, but they were upside down.
Oh, solely sorry I.
I tried to fight it when I closed my eyes.
I tried to, I tried to,
but I cried through my high school.
Oh lonesome crowded I.
The sheepish wonder was about to die.
When I held you, it helped you.
But you held on so hard I fell through.
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Laura, I can’t go on.
This just isn’t my idea of a good time.
When you’re dancing I close my eyes,
but these guys don’t seem quite as bashful as me.
Bobby, this just feels wrong,
this is not where I’m supposed to be anymore.
You played us both that song,
I love you but I can only be one of me
July 16, 1945.
I was born inside an atom that split into two.
I guess my hands are tied,
I’ll be leaving on a train to see both of you.
Break off at the break of Dawn.
I was young when the power lines sang me a song.
I ain’t trying to do you wrong,
I’m in love with the girl on the television.
They want to box her in
P.O. boxes and oxygen.
Her secrets are locked within,
But I kept her bobby pins.
But oh... why did she go out?
As I am sewn back together by the company of Oz, we hunt and burn the special humans for the cause.
I thought, I thought you were an angel, I was wrong. You're nothing more than an employee of your God.
And you said...
When you said it all, it set me free.
But I still don’t know who I could be.
Although you didn’t tell me everything,
I should’ve listened, Laura.
And you said everything that you could to me.
But you didn’t tell me everything.
But you said everything that you could, you could.
But I didn’t listen, Laura!
I should’ve listened, Laura.
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5. |
Matthew's Dream
00:32
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I’m scared to love, to let you near.
Behind your smile, your tongue is taunting me.
I’m afraid to learn what I don’t wanna know.
The page I turn is all crinkled from my shaking.
My words are chalk on a wet sidewalk.
Wherever I walk my thoughts are erasing me.
And we don’t break bones,
and we don’t leave home.
I’m scared to love but please come and hang with me.
fast fast fast fast fast fast fast fast forward through the days I’m used to getting told to do whatever I am supposed to do.
I can hold out till September.
Raekwon only built four Cuban links,
three for the Elvin Kings under the sky.
And I won’t learn if I never listen.
I don’t want to, I couldn’t tell you why.
And I’m sorry and I’m so sorry and I’m sorry and I’m so sorry and I...
I’m frightened, I’m terrified inside.
And I’m scared to love, to let you near.
Behind your smile, your tongue is taunting me.
I’m afraid to learn what I don’t wanna know.
The page I turn is all crinkled from my shaking.
And it’s all I find.
On my mind.
Is I gotta go.
Yeah I gotta fly.
(Everywhere I go I feel the force of it.
Everything I see just reinforces it.
Everyone I see in this hippy town.
Tryna crack a smile just to make me frown.)
And it’s all the time (your sense of yourself).
On my mind (I meant something else).
I gotta go (I couldn’t meet your eye).
I gotta fly (I made up a lie).
She is all that I need,
She talks in my dreams.
I fit the impression she leaves in my sheets.
She is all that I see,
Puts stains on my teeth.
Molesting the pillow I hide underneath.
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7. |
Not Your Fault
01:57
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I ain’t scared of nightmares.
But you try and hide when you’re a little uncertain of what might happen. Do ya got the time to snort some riddlin?
With every step we take we get more tied to lie.
“Who took my medicine?” she sighed.
A missed appointment ionized in a pillocks hand,
But you know she’ll never make it to ya.
I ain’t scared of nightmares.
But it's not your fault.
No, not at all.
It’s not your fault.
Not at all.
It’s not my fault.
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We don’t know how to get home now, it got too late.
The mountain has blocked out the sun, left my phone in the car.
And you guys don’t have any hope left, it’s on your face.
I’m too dehydrated to cry, we got too high.
I think we’re gonna die.
I got way too high.
I couldn’t leave my thoughts behind.
I’m super heavy for the sky.
I’m shaking hands to shake the eyes...
Of local cops that know my name,
(And I just wanna go home)
When they see me around they run my plates.
(I just wanna go home)
They wanna smash up my guitar,
(Oh I just wanna go home)
And make me walk home super far.
(I just wanna go home)
And I don’t wanna leave yet.
I just wanna smoke a shaky cigarette.
No I don’t wanna go home,
I don’t wanna go home.
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9. |
Sunshine (Kevin Knows)
04:03
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Oh, I’m blinded by your sunshine.
I know that I gotta grow up sometime,
Then somebody yelled: ``Hey Matthew, it’s crunch time!”
I groan, and say goodbye to my lunchtime.
As I am sewn back together by the company of Oz, we hunt and burn the special humans for the cause.
I thought I thought you were an angel, I was wrong. You’re nothing more than an employee of your God.
Laura Laura Laura Laura Laura Laura Laura Laura Laura Laura Laura Laura Laura Laura Laura Laura Laura
I’m an animal, still dumb.
You won’t believe the things I’ve done.
I didn’t want to write that song.
You didn’t feel like singing along.
Laura Laura Laura Laura Laura Laura Laura Laura Laura Laura Laura Laura Laura
My insurrection stains the sun.
Your list of sins runs on and on.
Keeping a tally of words that stung.
Saving the law for the perfect son.
You won't believe the things I've done.
I’m an animal, still dumb.
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10. |
Sunblind (Kevin Goes)
04:52
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I tried to run, I tried to hide, I tried to lie about who I am, or who I was when I was alive.
And you called my phone the day that I decided to die.
And you pushed me down, but you’ll keep me around in time.
Oh, now I’m blinded by your sunshine.
I know that I’ve gotta grow up sometime.
Then somebody yelled: ``Hey Matthew, it’s crunch time!”
I groan, and say goodbye to my lunchtime.
I’m numb, dumb, overwrung on days off.
Watching Kevin watch me make a waste of these precious moments I ignore,
I’ll think I’m 22 when I’m 24.
Get undone, dumb fun till Sunday, then plum lungs, the humdrum on Monday.
And I ain’t trying to steal your love my friend.
And I forget just what was my excuse for not doing my homework now that my dog is dead.
And I fly on the submarine.
I tried and tried to tell myself that I was fine.
So I’d walk to class and ask the man what he assigned.
And you saw me sitting on the stoop with glassy eyes.
And you put me down, but you gave me a valentine.
Oh, now I’m blinded by your sunshine.
I know that I’ve gotta grow up sometime.
Then somebody yelled: ``Hey Matthew, it’s crunch time!”
So oh well, oh well, I guess I’ll see you around again sometime.
And I have been defeated. I am done.
Yeah I’ve been defeated, Tipper Gore.
I have been defeated, Mr. Lahey.
You win man, that’s one for you. Good one.
Yeah I’ve been defeated, Mr. John Lennon, I’ve been defeated.
I am thoroughly defeated, man. I’m taking a walk.
Like Frankie Lee, I’ll see you in a while.
I’m taking a walk, man. I'll see you later...
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11. |
The Sunday Gloom Habit
04:27
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Something I said didn’t sit right in your head.
A simmering burn festers and terraforms, and takes what little comfort we had and turns it into pain.
So now run, run, Shadowfax. Show me the meaning of haste.
It’s the way I feel when I’m alone, it’s the way I feel, but I’ve been wrong.
We’ve been doing this way too long.
You made me promise but I’m just a liar. Stick your hand in the fire.
You won’t get burned, I promise.
I won’t say sorry, I’m always saying sorry, but I ain’t lying now.
I’m just a hater, see you later alligator. I won’t hurt you, I promise, take my hand.
...
Hey, welcome to the wonderful world of ennui on weed!
I call the suicide hotline on weekends.
I ask for Kathy, and tell her I’m unhappy.
She said: “Is that Matthew? You’re a little early.
I’ll do the sexy voice this time for free.”
She said: “Live your life, live your life for me.”
“And you won’t go to heaven so don’t get any bright ideas.
cause there ain’t no getting around this one, you’ll be here for years.”
Brother?
Brother?
Brother?
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