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Normal Street
03:32
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a likely suspect with agreeable words
and they don't challenge what you've already heard
and you don't have to think cuz this is nothing new
the sky left unchanged will retain it's blue
hiding beneath the easy thing
brush everything under the door that you don't need
and you don't have to think cuz this is nothing new
when comforts the king we're the first to lose
you'll still be living off normal street
hiding in your room fears to feared to loom
finding your comfort in normalcy
but swear you'll get out soon
and don't be naive cuz this is nothing
the sky left unchanged will retain it's blue
the expectations are so cruel
but I could never feel that way for you
a busy casualty in bloom
but at this point it's what we'd all expect
and just hope to feel a small regret
and if things change well we all know where to find you
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2. |
P Wager
02:51
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Are you feeling better now?
Giving yourself to a bigger cause
I'm having trouble understanding
What's going on but then why should I?
Cuz it's understood
They only want my soul
I'll live out your worst nightmare
me, I wouldn't mind
but then I won't get in
They only want my soul
Arrive at work but fear overflows
drive 20 miles the garage is closed
just send yourself in with cash enclosed
care of the sky but address is unknown
have another biscuit Tommy, it cures what ails ya
clip off those UPC codes, it cures what ails ya
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stand inside my suitcase apartment
a shadowy figure what's for the take
cannibal eyes but not really human
it sinks its toes beneath the waves
mysterious ringing, Zeto speaking
do you remember when you were 3
event horizon steers my rascal straight into the
stuck between 2 story lines
when you wake up men will die
waiting on velocities
dodecahedron with your mom's face
ominously in the clouds
buried beneath the ruble
claw until your breath runs out
the dark inspector just outside my gaze feeding on past days
he garden in my Radio Flyer is withered and washed away
stuck between 2 story lines
when you wake up men will die
waiting on velocities
slam my foot hard on the break
it's this feeling I can't shake
continue moving rapidly
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4. |
The Sun Will Explode
04:34
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On my tail again
Creepin' up like I don't see them
Can't let em know
that I know, why they're following me
But they've got something to tell you
but the words fell off my face
and though my mouth itself is harmless
they fear your lost embrace
you haven't been the same
since the announcement was made
you just sit alone, reading a newspaper
over four days old that reads
I've got some things to tell you
but the words fell off the page
and though the ink itself is harmless
it fears your lost embrace
I feel it coming back, under attack, denigration
they're on my tail again
the one I clip onto my jeans
can't let them know
that I know, why they're following me
But they've got something to tell you
but the words fell off my face
and though the words themselves is harmless
I fear your lost embrace
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5. |
Working On Christmas
03:30
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6. |
Not A Conspiracy
01:30
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7. |
Bargain
06:17
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8. |
Regular Guys
05:01
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9. |
Sno-Cone
01:00
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10. |
All Awash
04:21
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I see them fly in every Sunday
into the hangars off of wilbrook
the sound would always give you headaches
now I'm sick each time I hear them go by
you must be so alone to need me so bad
....
so long to all those days we practiced doing nothing at all
you know, I dream about your death
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11. |
First For You
02:43
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12. |
Nameless Numberhead Man
05:49
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