1. |
Goodbye, Cool World
01:23
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2. |
Don't Breathe
03:22
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I hope these aren't the good ol' days.
We stay up late and lose our ways.
You found God, but you look a little pale
Who are you when the hinges finally fail?
Nothing learned and nothing saved.
You walk barefoot and burning from the grave.
I tell the me in the wall that I don't know what is real.
And I should hurt myself so I can be as ugly as I feel.
So let me in
Your tomb of skin.
These black veins
Aren't worth widening.
I hear you cry.
I hear you shout.
But once the needle goes in.
It never comes out.
And every day I give less of a shit.
I hope these aren't the good ol' days
we can't just shake this feeling away.
No morning, no night.
No boundaries to keep us alive.
I tell the me in the wall that I don't want to be on stage,
And I have lost myself again between the lines on the page.
I tell myself to be someone else.
Sing for your supper I said until someone tells.
Don't breathe because nothing is learned and nothing is saved.
I hear you cry.
I hear you shout.
But once the needle goes in.
It never comes out.
Don't breathe because nothing is learned and nothing is saved.
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3. |
A Fireman Named Don
03:08
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I’m talking to ghosts and folks who aren;t there
They move between us and they whisper in my ear
It’s time to go and I feel it it in my bones
I’m alright
This choice ain’t no, no choice at all
I miss my legs my dogs and my, my bedroom walls
I want to run free with my, my beverly
Or just bathe in the infinity.
Assist me, assist me and I’ll be gone
Assist me, assist me and I’ll move along
I didn’t know you and i didn’t try
I’ll write the same song for my dad when he dies
I paint in broad strokes it’s a shitty thing to do
But all that’s left of you
Books faded pictures of you
And I guess I’m sorry too
Assist me, assist me and I’ll be gone
Assist me, assist me and I’ll move along
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4. |
Vanish My Way
03:14
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I’m talking to ghosts and folks who aren;t there
They move between us and they whisper in my ear
It’s time to go and I feel it it in my bones
I’m alright
This choice ain’t no, no choice at all
I miss my legs my dogs and my, my bedroom walls
I want to run free with my, my beverly
Or just bathe in the infinity.
Assist me, assist me and I’ll be gone
Assist me, assist me and I’ll move along
I didn’t know you and i didn’t try
I’ll write the same song for my dad when he dies
I paint in broad strokes it’s a shitty thing to do
But all that’s left of you
Books faded pictures of you
And I guess I’m sorry too
Assist me, assist me and I’ll be gone
Assist me, assist me and I’ll move along
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5. |
No Solo
04:11
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We move through halls
We stare at, at ceilings
We were never scared we lived there
We keep our secrets
We kept our heads down low
We never felt
And I could always tell
I could always tell
I didn’t know that we’d get so old
This life is simply impossible
Call and response but you were already gone
This life is simply impossible
Disappointment I guess
This fucking place is always a mess
A money pit and I don’t give a shit
One of us never grew up
Red face red eyes You’re calling my bluff
I should have known
I’d stunt your growth
Everywhere you go
I didn’t know that we’d get so old
This life is simply impossible
Call and response but you were already gone
This life is simply impossible
What will I think
When I pass you on the street
Have we forgotten
If our eyes don’t meet
And I don’t feel the need
I’ll think yeah we were something
And caulk it up to old age
I didn’t know that we’d get so old
This life is simply impossible
Call and response but you were already gone
This life is simply impossible
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6. |
Planchette Shaker
04:20
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It doesn’t lead to much
The credits roll on us
Because you couldn’t shake
Out all of your hate
The way you grab the plank
The way you eye the board
You just want the time back
The time you can’t afford
Her world comes down
She haunts the house
Another catastrophe
It all comes out
Watch the planchette shake
Watch the planchette shake
Watch the planchette shake
My heart beats too hard
Watch the planchette shake
I'm scared of the dark.
Watch the planchette shake
I'm scared out of my mind.
Watch the planchette shake
I'm scared for you all the time.
You fall in the cracks
Through the violent floor
You separate
You’re becoming more
Watch the planchette shake
Watch the planchette shake
Watch the planchette shake
My heart beats too hard
Watch the planchette shake
I'm scared of the dark.
Watch the planchette shake
I'm scared out of my mind.
Watch the planchette shake
I'm scared for you all the time.
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