1. |
my life as a minion
01:41
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is it so wrong?
to dwell on the things you're hung up on?
to mourn the poor hand you felt you'd drawn?
faking problems just to make up a song.
cuz im still stuck
the keys had been locked in the cars trunk
thought I missed the boat but the ship sunk
I guess that really has been my luck
I cheapened my life to a tagline, a runtime
im so despicable
I shorten my sight to the little things, then my phone rings
watch me forget them all
but I cant tell
my eyes won't adjust from their deep wells
this could be heaven could be hell
it all depends on how the merch sells...
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2. |
that shift
01:58
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3. |
the mechanic
02:09
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choose the drive I talk the walk
I shrink inside I pop back up
I called you up when things looked rough
you sat me down you called my bluff
I cried, I tried so hard to change things
I pondered on the truth your voice brings
you swore to me that someones listening
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4. |
love aquatic
03:04
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5. |
hair off the dog
01:38
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I've been down
so far down
emptied both my pockets on the ground
I felt low
a long long time
spent my day inside I start to slide
I was born
born to lose
caught the paying the power bill blues
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6. |
to slide
03:04
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there are no lyrics to this song its instrumental
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7. |
the canyon
03:20
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for months through the canyon
without pasture in sight
I slip my pack down from my back
we'll just camp here tonight
but business without leisure
can wear a mans soul out
& darkness overwhelms me as
the fire's burning down
into nightmares of what you'd say
before you went away
rushed along
on the crest of a wave
so alone
still relatively unknown
but later on
just look who's singing his songs
I'd let you know
how much I know
the day starts when the dawn breaks
to restart the routine
takes a breath & holds it down
insides burning green
it's freedom of decision
this gift bestowed on me
I told myself my works worth more than debt & a degree
but pretty soon you'll have to choose
what half of yourself you'll lose
caught every ear
read every face in the room
but later on
once everyone was gone
look here who stayed
had to forget how he played
I'd let you know
it's no one you'd know
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8. |
two hands
04:36
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I am here, I am eager
makes me think I'll never learn
feeling weird, feeling weirder
things that are none of my concern
already anxious for the door...
already floating 'cross the floor...
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