1. |
teeth
04:00
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when you see the light
you're coming home
gave it all you had
in the dark, you fought
for four long years
faceless in the past
move on, mate
move on, mate
i wish somebody would
bust out all my teeth
so i could keep myself
from spoiling everything
i wish i could forget
the ugliness I've seen
so i could start moving on
and enjoying everything
i wish somebody would
bust out all my teeth
so i could keep myself
from spoiling everything
i wish i could forget
the ugliness i've seen
so i could start moving on
and enjoying everything
move on, mate
move on, mate
(on the topic of death,
(and where to go next)
(grief is only love)
(without a place to put it)
when you see the light
you're coming home
gave it all you had
in the dark, you fought
for four long years
faceless in the past
when you see the light
you're coming home
gave it all you had
in the dark, you fought
for four long years
faceless in the past
when you see the light
you're coming home
gave it all you had
gave it all you had
gave it all you had
in the dark, you fought
for four long years
gave it all you had
gave it all you had
gave it all you had
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2. |
wondering where
02:09
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if you would just pick up the phone
if you would just pick up the phone
if you would just pick up the phone
pick up the phone
pick up the phone
pick up the phone
pick up the phone
pick up the phone
pick up the phone
pick up the phone
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3. |
i wish you could see it
03:36
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there's not enough wax or feathers
to keep these wings together
so you'd rather waste time
and right now feels better than never
cause you're under the weather
and it's not getting better
and the sunshine
it's in short supply
i'm out of my mind
and you've noticed it, too
i've been
i've been out of my mind
for eleven years
what do you suggest that i do?
that dirt in your veins
couldn't keep you complaining
like i do
and boy, you're far better off
being the victim of the life that you choose
it wasn't you
triggers, words on a tomb
your brain's on the ceiling, i'm searching for you
pictures, pop up out of the blue
i'm sorry i missed you, i'll speak to you soon
patience, lined up in the hallway
uncomfortable silence, we;re waiting for you
family has become a burden
we all feel like strangers
since we buried you
that dirt in your veins
couldn't keep you complaining
like i do
and boy, you're far better off
being the victim of the life that you choose
it wasn't you
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4. |
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(bye bye, bayou)
there's a game
that we play
with or without you
with or without you
there's a game
that we play
with or without you
with or without you
(loss, loss, loss, loss)
with or without you
with or without you
(loss, loss, loss, loss)
with or without you
(loss, loss, loss, loss)
with or without you
with or without you
(loss, loss, loss, loss)
there's a game
(with or without you)
(loss, loss, loss, loss)
that we play
(with or without you)
with or without you
with or without you
(loss, loss, loss, loss)
[continued]
[verse by ETC]
cause life is a game
a game that we'll play
with or without you, i'll be entertained
it's all a stage
a stage for a play
but i don't know my lines
and i'm stuck in one place
i grew with an empty cup
now filled it up with another's blood
but it never quite felt like enough
so i took my breath from another's lungs
my brother told me to get back up
wipe my face cause i wasn't done
but I still found time to believe in lies
still found ways to erase the sun
but now every time i take a loss
i still count that a battle won
i still count that a battle won
i still count that a battle won
i still count that a battle won
i still count that a battle w-
there's a game
that we play
with or without you
with or without you
you beat my passion up, my sober struggle had enough
and all my afterthoughts were wishin i had hit you up
your mother, father, disbelief, but they were holding tough
they asked me if you talked to god while we were growing up
you beat my passion up, my sober struggle had enough
and all my afterthoughts were wishin i had hit you up
your mother, father, disbelief, but they were talkin it up
they asked me if you talked to god while we were growing up
(loss, loss, loss, loss)
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5. |
safety pins
03:42
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twenty seven safety pins
holding together
my sleeves to my sweater
there used to be stitching there
but i get so nervous
that i fidget my fingertips
i started pulling those threads and then
i started coming unraveled again
i am not the same since we lost you
but i am not the same as i used to be
and maybe if our bloodlines collected
we'd count all our blessings before we eat
you were not the one to look after
and now it's your ghost that is haunting me
this family was built like a burden
nobody wants to watch you bleed
enough is enough is enough is enough
is it enough for you?
is it enough for you?
cause you drank al my blood
left me hungry as i ever was
but i can still say i tried
even if we chalk it up another misfire
i tried to pass it off the same way that i always thought i could
but the same thing happened like i knew it would
bad habits breed fast like rabbits
getting big big mad cause you couldn't handle all your baggage
i'm living under the weather
i know you thought i knew better
i'm feeling dumber than ever
and you were right
im always off time
you were feeling too stressed
like, really confined
like all your bruises
and all your bad times
they kept you feeling triggered,
pressure like a landmine
and you were right
im always off time
you were feeling too stressed
like, really confined
like all your bruises
and all your bad times
they kept you feeling triggered,
pressure like a landmine
i am not the same since we lost you
but i am not the same as i used to be
and maybe if our bloodlines collected
we'd count all our blessings before we eat
you were not the one to look after
and now it's your ghost that is haunting me
this family was built like a burden
nobody wants to watch you bleed
enough is enough is enough is enough
is it enough for you?
is it enough for you?
cause you drank al my blood
left me hungry as i ever was
but i can still say i
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6. |
anesthetic
03:35
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they question me
the awful stuff they've been wondering
but it's hard for me to listen
when something's missin'
(yeah)
i'm falling apart
and it fucks me up
that you are the one that I've been bleeding from
that this is that mess that you been dreaming up
choking on a loaded gun
and you called to me
but i was busy
wandering
and now i can't feel anything
1500 miles away
it's never gonna be the same
our family+tree's seen better days
and now i can't feel anything
1500 miles away
it's never gonna be the same
our family+tree's seen better days
all my friends are turning to ghosts
and i'm the last one to know
i'm the last one to know 'bout it all
i'm out of touch
i've been stuck in a rut
and i don't pick up when they call
the funeral back home was a mess
and i forgot the last hundred things you said
our family won't defend your death
and i'm disgusted after
awake in my bed
and you called to me
but i was busy
wandering
and now i can't feel anything
1500 miles away
it's never gonna be the same
our family+tree's seen better days
and now i can't feel anything
1500 miles away
it's never gonna be the same
our family+tree's seen better days
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7. |
flights
03:06
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you'll never change
you'll never change to me
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8. |
tongue
04:57
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live in the rain
ripped from your home
turn off the dark
and leave it alone
you aren't even lost
or dead in the road
but you're busy beggin me, beggin me
"please give me somewhere to go"
but i'm biting my tongue
all of the pieces fall into the places where they all belong
i'm biting my tongue
it's lachrymose
deadbeat monotone
diggin through commotion
i'm owning up
i know my shit
so i call your bluff
rip out your teeth
for calling me soft
i'm biting my tongue
i'm biting my tongue
all of the pieces fall into the places where they all belong
i'm biting my tongue
left out of the pictures
i'm looking for family
but i'm at a loss
consolidate the cost
so i made my own
i made me a home
so fuck off from the
first to the last
"just let go of the past and move on"
i'm broken, undone
you haven't heard the last of the things i have left
i'm hold on to what's wrong
and you best fix your mess
collect all the damage you've done
the damage you've done
i'm lost
but i'm home
you wont understand
i've got no place to go with the places i've been
i've been here before
i'll be there again
i've got no place to go with the places i've been
i'll see you again
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