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Treading Water
03:53
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There on a treadmill. Won't go anywhere
Maybe that's the end of the story
Sounds like a chance is a million to one
That it can accelerate motion
The time has passed
Point of no return has come at last
The moment is gone
Waited too long
outlasted the interest
So take another step
Hey take another stride
You know that we're not
getting any younger
Try to stay relevant
Though that spark has died
Don't wanna drown so we
keep on treading water
Rest in peace oh rock and roll
Bury all your heroes
Climate change, inevitable
The heat of the summer killed us all
I sent my guitar to a nursing home
I sent my love to the days of old
I'll meet you there, if you return
There, we can watch the future burn
We woke up somewhere between washed up and deceased
Generation of casualties to the nature of the beast
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Come down from all the excitement
Come now, and join me in slow riding it
Low octane, and out of gas
Looks like fun has come to pass
Cuz I need something to look forward to
Cuz I feel like boredom's about to brew
We saw peaks, Now we're down in the valley
We geeked, Now we're sloppier than jelly
What's next? I can't wait for the next high
It's unforseen as of now as I lack foresight
Cuz I need something to look forward to
Cuz I feel like boredom's about to brew
You can float on a cloud but eventually it rains
All the good times get over as quickly as they began
I need a date to mark on my calendar
And not a run of the mill sort of thing, make it something spectacular
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3. |
Go To Girl
03:52
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He's a walking timebomb ticking in rhythm with your heartbeat
But the only thing your left with from the explosion is the debris
On the cliff of a relationship, and he's too drunk to dial
What's next is the text, cuz he knows his voice has gone out of style
He wants back what he never had
In and out like the latest fad
Years ago you fell for it
Did you toughen up since, to not fall for it again?
You're the go to girl
When he spins out of control
You'll never be more than a high school kiss between periods
We all watch and wonder if he's being serious?
Always the one to nurse him back to health
And then he's right back hittin the old dusty trail
And then you're left with your heart in your hands
Not a contender for a longterm plan
Feel like the victim of a well executed money making scam?
Gettin tired of insincere apologies
Since when did you change policies?
Are you not the punching bag we used to know?
Scarred insides from the gasoline you swallowed
He's like a repressed memory
Always comes back to you
Or maybe this time around there's some guilt involved
For everything that he put you through
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4. |
There And Then
03:49
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I'm always two steps behind you
I always know where I can find you
But I'd rather stand and let you choose
To drive away and fade me out of your rearview
Maybe it's best just to leave it there and then
What is the point? To relive it again?
Don't syndicate the moment once its gone
Sometimes love is simply moving on
Young and confused in the worst time of our lives
Bittersweet and short lived, destined for goodbyes
I hope you've kept the best of me
And in time you'll just forget the rest of me
I've always wished you well
Keep you close, but parallel
Don't call
Don't need to hear from you at all
I'm fine
Leaving you behind
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5. |
Part Time
02:50
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I can't afford furniture. I just get wasted.
Off whatever I can get with my lousy paycheck.
Now, I'm employed, but it's not that bad.
Cuz I still got more than what I ever had.
And that's a good time every night
with the love of my life and some cheap box wine
If you want to lead a happy life
You can't work the hectic 9 to 5s. Settle for the cash of the part time.
You don't need debt of credit cards
No bigass house with acres of backyard
No G6, No yachts, no expensive cars
Reach for the ceiling if you want the stars
I eat so much free range organic poultry
With my government issued food stamp money
If you want to lead a happy life
You can't work the hectic 9 to 5s. Settle for the cash of the part time.
If you want to lead a happy life
Don't fight with stress cuz you'll get your ass kicked. Stay home to beat the rush hour traffic.
But what about the children? We need health insurance.
We can't afford the mortgage. We're gonna wind up homeless!
I don't have all the answers.
I don't have all the right solutions.
I just know that for me this is better
Being a poor but spiritual human.
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6. |
Meet Me Outside
02:59
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Oh, the warm summer days
And the warm summer nights
I ain't talkin bout Grease
No hunny, I'm talking bout life
Don't it make ya feel better
To tear off that horrible sweater?
Oh man, we needed this weather
So we should smoke this one together
So baby meet me outside
Hey baby meet me outside
We got nothin goin on in here
So meet me outside
It's just a little bit stuffy
But oh baby are you lookin so lovely!
So finish up that bean burrito now
And head to the front door and let yourself out
Just let me clean up a bit
And find out if these old Levi's still fit
I want to look the part for the mood
And baby I want to look good for you
I never used to smoke these cigarettes
No love for the cancer I'm about to get
With you and me and the headlights of all the passing cars
Don't it feel so right under the stars?
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7. |
Need Medicine
02:51
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Back when I turned 21
I found a savior in a coke and rum
Self medicate, self medicate
Need medicine, Need medicine
Is there a better way to slow down
This is the only way I know how
My mind is running at the speed of sound
When it hits the wall, I'll be hitting the ground
I'm still workin it out
I'm still walkin on the ground
Though my head is somewhere up in the clouds
I fly high in the sky
Now I feel like I could die
I need a parachute to get down
You can see by the reds of my eyes
That my little cup is getting dry
Please medicate, please medicate
Need medicine, need medicine
No pharmaceuticals, don't want no chemicals
or aphrodesiacs, you can have em back
I need the liquid form, go to the liquor store
I can't take my head, can't take it anymore
Don't feel like being up all night
Tossin, turning from side to side
Obsessing about tomorrow morning
If you wanna see me suffer then keep me sober
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8. |
Deja Vu
03:56
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I'm blessed that I have such a knack to reminisce
Memories I often miss
Deja vu, I love you, Can I get some more
of that 2010
That's when I wrote Furniture in my livingroom
Let me write that record again
Today, I don't have a problem
It's fine and I'm freakin' awesome
I just live my life on repeat
Yesterdays, so bittersweet
Havin a hard time
Givin in to the times
Havin a rough time
Getting on with my life
Everything seems
Better as memory
So give me a Delorean
And send me back to that time
One might think I'm sick cuz I'm so nostalgic
With today I'm out of sync
Watch me dance in my MC Hammer pants
With my hair like Kidd and Play and my DJ Jazzy Jay
Obsessed with SNES and Sega Genesis
and watching Doug on Nickelodeon
I put Gak in my fanny pak
and my superoaker's filled with Crystal Pepsi
I swear I do this one thing all the time
I party like it's 1999
I live life for wrestling classics
Like Randy Savage...
Havin a hard time
Givin in to the times
Havin a rough time
Gettin on with my life
Everything seems
Better as memory
So give me a Delorean
And send me back to that time
Doc Brown, give me the keys
I promise I won't run into the other me
I won't let this time-space continuum collapse
I just want to see my past
The future's looking mighty grim
When everything before it is looking better than...
then
Deja Vu, I love you
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9. |
To Commence Animation
04:24
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Always in intermission
Refrain from intervention
Somewhere I became a slug
When I stopped giving a fuck
Can't move. Can accelerate.
I just dissolve. Disintegrate.
Fade to black. Fade away.
Even for that, I procrastinate.
Half assed or half hearted?
I never finish what I've started
Could use some motivation
To commence animation
About as active as a statue
Only do something if I have to
Give me a push, a little shove
I'll just restart the clock when my time is up
I need incentives, and I need benefits
I need something that piques my interest
I'm like a loaf of moldy bread
A sloppy oaf is how I'll spend my breaths
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10. |
Plastic Pretty
03:35
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A picture's worth a thousand words
Like empty, and sad, or hollow
Your face is a decorative scene
With no trails to follow
Plastic pretty for an imagined face
On display like a plantless vase
I have come to a consensus
That everything beautiful just takes up space
You're just junk food on the eyes
With the nutrition of a side of fries
You are so picture perfect
With the way you try
I just wanna slice you open
To see if there's anything inside
You're polished off like a 5th of whiskey
Though I won't feel you When the morning comes
There's no substance abuse when there's no substance
Just a headache when the bottle is done
Poster child for posters
Mannequin of mannequins
You're doin good for an object
An object that's almost inanimate
I'll be honest, girl you give me chills
Because I freak out when you don't just stand still
You are so picture perfect
With the way you try
I just wanna slice you open
To see if there's anything inside
You are so picture perfect
Your face, your hair, your nails
But behind is a broken window
Glass shards, cold air beyond the veil
What you think and what you feel, I can't tell
When your face is covered up better than Roswell
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11. |
You Are There
03:28
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I think people got the wrong idea
Their opinions of you are all based in fear
But I never felt that way
Disregard the things they say
I see the real you, or so I believe
I'll stand by you though I may appear naive
I think about you here and there and all the time
Wanting you to land on my doorstep and take me for a ride
You really don't have to take me anywhere
I just want to know for sure that you are there
I'll take a risk and I'll break down the barrier
I could be mistaken I'm a pretty good judge of character
For what purpose would you destroy me?
Just say what you say, stop ignoring me
I'm a big boy I can handle the truth
I'm only human, what do I have to lose
I'll go with you, it's fine
It seems like everyone around here has lost their mind
I've always wanted to travel far a
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12. |
Priority Numero Uno
02:59
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What have I accomplished?
Where have I progressed?
Not much by comparison
To all the rest
I blow all my money
On going out to the bar
I have outstanding debt
With my savings jar
I only live for fun
Priority number one
They say live every day like it's your last
So I don't fall asleep til its an empty glass
If you only had
48 hours to live
Would you go to work or school
or bungee jump off the edge of a cliff?
It's hard to focus your eyes
On a distant destination
So just enjoy the flight
It's all part of this vacation
I could spend my time being angry at the world
I could spend my time working toward unrealistic goals
But there's beer... there's beer...
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13. |
Footsteps
03:14
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Consciousness is divine
Synchronicity and signs
Lead me down the right path
With appreciation and a laugh
Every day is an impossible dream
Chart new territory with my feet
Abundant gifts of stimuli
As if the world around me was made for my eyes
Happy to interlink with people I meet
Funny how the moments turn into weeks
Might seem we're standing still but we move as fast as the planet
Just along for the ride with no need to have all the answers
We make footsteps ever so quietly
Overwhelming and foreign, we may acquire anxiety
But every living thing is doing exactly the same
Connected and directed like billions of carts of a single train
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