1. |
Hair Under Cap
05:05
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Factory minds, factory cards, stalls,
Stealing ale, calling your shots,
Sunbeams relentlessly fall,
Cap is good, wandering's fine
Skies won't fall
Dreams seem false
Run on
Pulling strings, pulling hearts, minds
Indelibly harder to find
Out to wear, used to care
Killing time, waiting line, giving fine
Bolsheviks cutting necks bringing sex overseas
Calling out enemies' names
"Father of doubt, no one is out"
So says the magistrate, missing her killing mate; well!
Skies won't fall
Dreams seem false
Run on
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2. |
Undergrounds
02:55
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I wish you would take your shitty self
And climb a hill so you can think
About your place in this space you call a derelict ocean
You don't think I hold my tongue enough
And I said that's fucking tough
You give you live you ride you know where I am
Every other night
I shut up so you put me down
You push me into undergrounds,
You push me into undergrounds
Every word I say I fumble
Your words are indestructible,
Your words are indestructible
You've never been outside the line
I've seen an open road since time
I shut up so you put me down
You push me into undergrounds,
You push me into undergrounds
Every word I say I fumble
Your words are indestructible
You've never been outside the line
I've seen an open road since time
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3. |
Inept
03:44
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Fire's burning wide and it will for some time
This engine's slowing down and we need a new town
The ocean runs deep but your spirit runs more
Only Appalachia can help some human nature
Somewhere out back this day got sick
Beat over the head despite yesterday's end
South of the line where the last wave broke
Everybody's looking at messes the other made
Signs point to yes, I am undressed
Call your anthem
I have no doubt, you are a clout
Have some reason, too
The sun blows up and doesn't make a sound
Fingers on your body giving birth to old ways
Same young man with the same blue jeans
Eyes are made of glass and his boss is a fucking ass
I got picked and I got pulled
Little misses told me I was inept
Signs point to yes, I am undressed,
Call your anthem
I have no doubt, you are a clout
Have some reasons, too
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4. |
Low (Not Here)
02:46
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I've told you soldier,
All about my break.
Well you don't get any older,
Just your age seems to change.
If I could I'd say I'm sorry,
For the hatred that you hold,
But its your own possession,
Under pride and gold.
Every word I say is fine, every word you say is fear.
Every word I say is fine, but everything is still unclear.
This heart is colder,
And I've thought about the gun.
In this emptiness,
I guess you've won.
Though I take my chances,
Nothing tends to change,
But I'm too far in debt,
To rearrange.
Every word I say is fine, every word you say is fear.
Every word I say is fine, but everything is still unclear.
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5. |
Resistor
05:38
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I'm an empty gun,
And you're a bullet I can't load or shoot.
You are a full round,
I am an empty clip.
They're firing clouds,
At my back
Nunca me he preguntado donde mi mente es
Mais je pense tout le temps
He traiciondo a todos mis amigos mejores
Et je ne veux plux de
I do not speak my first language
When I say the most important things
I cannot comfortably rationalize
How I relate to all of my belongings
I have never told my father that he’s won
I make myself apologies that I’m his son
With a back shot and a low blow
Over and under where to go
Nunca me he preguntado donde mi mente es
Mais je pense tout le temps
He traiciondo a todos mis amigos mejores
Et je ne veux plux de
(Resistor, resistor!)
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6. |
Seneca Race Track
06:30
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You were gonna go yourself
But you killed
Your Innocence
And took your friends
To Seneca Racetrack
To watch the cars go so fast on their own
No one’s home, you’re all alone but you’re with your friends
Someone stole your phone
‘Cuz you left it on the bench
You didn’t wanna pick it up
‘Cuz you didn’t wanna hear her call
One more time
You didn’t wanna, didn’t wanna hear her call
I don’t mean to cover you with energy
It’s just an effect of my own empathy
You were gonna go, yourself
But you killed
Your Innocence
And took your friends
To Seneca Racetrack
To watch the cars go so fast on their own
No one’s home, you’re all alone but you’re with your friends
Someone stole your phone
‘Cuz you left it on the bench
You didn’t wanna pick it up
‘Cuz you didn’t wanna hear her call
One more time
You didn’t wanna, didn’t wanna hear her call
I don’t know where, I don’t know where you will run
On Seneca Racetrack
I don’t know where, I don’t know where you will run
On Seneca Racetrack
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