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Latchkey
02:12
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Jill came home and caught me barking at the dog again
Went to bed in a fog and woke up half past ten
JACK JACK JACK
where the fuck’s your head at?
Everything gets queasy when the heart beats too easy
And I don’t wanna die but I feel like I might if you call me again
And it’s only polite when I say “I’m alright”
But I’m feeling like I might get left behind at latchkey again
And I don’t wanna die but I feel like I might
And I don’t wanna die but I feel like I might when you call me a man
And it’s only polite when I say “it’s alright”
But I’m feeling like I might get left behind at latchkey again
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2. |
Service Provider
05:12
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We drive around in our early days
We're content with talking over cassette tapes
Turning a blind eye to this fleeting phase
I wanna believe you won't change your mind
But I swear that it just happens every single time
I imagine the worst when we don't talk while you drive
So text me when you get home safe
I saw the news they said it was supposed to rain
So text me when you get home safe
I know you have habit of driving too late
Love cuts like diamond dust
There's no time for us to decide
Love cuts like diamond dust
It's derived from our state of mind
Being apart from you
Makes my heart turn into the sea
Love cuts like diamond dust
And your love is just something I need
You drop me off in your SUV
No music plays and we don't sing
Can't tell if you're just tired or if you're mad at me
I've fallen short more than once or twice
But I promise guilty conscience keeps me up at night
I imagine the worst when we don’t talk while we drive
So text me when you get home safe
I saw the news they said that it's supposed to rain
So text me when you get home safe
I know you have a habit of driving too late
Love cuts like diamond dust
There's no time for us to deny
Love cuts like diamond dust
It's derived from our state of mind
Being apart from you
Makes my heart turn into the sea
Love cuts like diamond dust
And your love is just something I need
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3. |
Midwest Amnesiac Blues
02:04
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Some days I can’t find the words
Yeah it gets better but it gets worse
A sleeping curse, a heart diseased
Yeah who needs friends with meds like these
I sweat when I eat
I crawl in my sleep
I’m falling in dreams
I forgot what I mean
All this sleeping in just makes me bored and mad
Nothing makes me happy
Yeah well nothing makes me sad
Who needs friends with meds like these
Vertigo-amnesia queen
Still wanna be the best man she can be
Give up the woman of your dreams
“Just called to say I’m here for you;
If you kill yourself, I’ll kill you”
Sleeping in late for the 30th day
Call me again “hey sorry I was late”
I’ll be there, I’m on it
I’ll call you, I promise
All this sleeping in just makes me bored and mad
Nothing makes me happy
Yeah well nothing makes me sad
Who needs friends with meds like these
Vertigo-amnesia-queen
Still wanna be the best man she can be
Give up the woman of yr dreams
“I just called to say I’m here for you;
If you kill yourself, I’ll kill you”
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4. |
Vilify
04:04
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I don’t wanna try if I know that it’s not gonna work
Given the examples from my past I don’t want to set myself up to get hurt
I don’t want to wait outside while the rain keeps pouring out my eyes
I’m digging my own grave with every word that I say
And I feel like I wanna die
But I don’t wanna die
I want to feel alive
I just want everyone I love, not to hate me
Even if it’s paranoid
Or if it’s justified
I don’t want to feel like I’m being
Vilified
I won’t be surprised not to hear your voice when I call
The automated greeting doesn’t sound like you at all
Even when we talk face to face it’s not the same
We both fear that we’ve grown apart
It’s hard to stay away but it’s harder to change the way that we view our lives
But just because we had a good day, it won’t show
For all the times that I had to wait out all the pain in the cold
I’m reluctant to invest in what they’ve all been sold
But I’m worried that I’ll miss out on the fun
But want will I become?
If these constructs come undone,
Will these wings I’ve grown fly me into the sun?
I don’t wanna try if I know that it’s not gonna work
Given the examples from my past I don’t wanna set myself up to get hurt
I’m not gonna be here long if I don’t change soon
I’m not gonna sing another word to this empty room
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5. |
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In ‘92
Picture frames all full of you
Honeydew
Dahlias grow where love once bloomed
And i still see
The wedding ring
The fickle green still stains your hand
The copper curse of wife and man
Melancholy
Worn on sleeves
In a dream I wear them too
Recyclable wasted youth
Well, if you’re coming over
Park the car on the lawn
They knocked the old barn over
Sparklhaus is gone
You wish we’d talk more on the phone
All I want’s some time alone
To live is to dance
And I don’t wanna die
It’s plain to see
You wear your feelings on your sleeves
Well it’s plain to me at least
I’ll stay away
Seems I’m better off alone for now
When the lights turn down
I don’t wanna make the same mistakes
The sinner calls to my delight
To end this now wouldn’t be right
I speak my mind, inherit sin
Tonight I’ll dance
Without anyone holding my hand
My hand
Well if you’re coming over
Park the car on the lawn
They knocked the old barn over
Sparklhaus is gone
You wish we’d talk more on the phone
All I want’s some time alone
To live is to dance
And I don’t wanna die
Desperate to touch
Disconnected thru love
The ol’ mourning dove
Calls my name out through the fog
We look old when we dance
I exhume, you romance
I am miles away
Thought I’d something kind to say
But I’ve got decades of hate
Got no grown-ups left to blame
You forgot we made plans
I never learned how to dance
Got no favorites to share
Think I’ll cut off my hair
Now the radio’s fucked
You curse your kids with your bad luck
I’m burning down this house of youth
I’m burning down
Well if you’re coming over,
Park the car on the lawn
They knocked the old barn over;
Sparklhaus is gone.
You wish we’d talked more on the phone
All I want’s some time alone.
To live is to dance;
And I don’t wanna die
To live is to dance;
And I don’t wanna die
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6. |
Amnesia Queen
03:35
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You say sorry
Every hour
Every day of the week
And I’m sick of it
My heart’s burnt to a crisp
And I don’t know how to tell you
And you don’t care
And I can tell
Yeah you’re sorry
Yeah I’ve heard that one
“Did you hear me?
Did you miss that?”
Not surprising
Not the first time
And I feel like ending it all tonight
‘Cause the way that you’ve been treating me feels just like a knife
To my throat while I cry and I wonder why
I had to be told of an afterlife
And I feel like ending it all tonight
‘Cause I know that it’d be easier than talking it out
And I hope and I pray that you change your ways
But I’m not holding my breath, unless I’m hoping for death
In a hurry
Every hour
But still late every day
And you’re on your way
To a place that you’ll hate
And I think that you have to go
And I do mind
And you can’t tell
Yeah you’re sorry
Yeah I’ve heard that one
There’s a consequence and you feel bad
Yeah you’re sensitive and I get that
“Are you up there?
Are you coming down?
Do you expect me to wait around?
Did you hear me?
Did you miss that?”
Not surprising
Not the first time
And I feel like ending it all tonight
‘Cause the way that you’ve been treating me feels just like a knife
To my throat while I cry and I wonder why
I had to be told of an afterlife
And I feel like ending it all tonight
‘Cause I know that it’d be easier than talking it out
And I hope and I pray that you change your ways
But I’m not holding my breath, unless I’m hoping for death
And I feel like ending it all
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7. |
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I want a love so pure that it’s rotten
Can’t help but notice how lonely I’ve gotten
But anyone that would consider me
Must have terrible options
I’ve got a gun
I shoot it for fun
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8. |
Put Me to Sleep
04:04
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You can stay with me
But it won’t be the same between us
You can frame it any way that you want
But it isn’t just the difference in the way we love
It’s insane to even try and discuss
The convoluted differences between all of us
You convey it anyway that you like to
But just because you like it doesn’t mean that I do
Fridays always put me to sleep
I won’t mind if you leave me on my own
You tell me I need you but I’m telling you I don’t
You’ve only got time for me when you’re in the mood
The only real emotions in the way that we move
“Can’t you see that this is all fucked up?”
I tried to help but it’s not workin’ out
You hung up before I answered the phone
Just another sign that I’m better off alone
“But I wanna be tough for you
I wanna get roughed up by you in your room
I don’t like you going so easy on me”
Fridays always put me to sleep
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I'm going to the caverns to look for angel tears
For a monument to water and medusa'd bible fears
It's no secret that the martians know we'll self destruct
They're placing bets on falling stocks, monopolies of rust
Once smitten, twice shy
Wish I was an ordinary guy
Caught in the throes of a pale and blithe midwest sky
And the neighbors cry out;
“You will never be yourself!”
Not so long as your penance crosses my property line
At the Local County Landfill
You can fall in love for free
You can throw your voice and mumble "nothing matters much to me"
The ugly duck is king of kings,
The Good Word Shall Be Heard
From coast to coast I still believe a song can change the world
I cried for days when my goldfish died
much too young to learn there's no going back sometimes
we can go to the landfill together
feed the fish their own bones, if the weather holds
From Chicago to Kalkaska
The crustpunk heartthrobs writhe
Thru the ire of rusted lakelands
Just trying to catch a ride
Be ye cynic or Found God
At least you're moving on
At least you can belong
But the neighbors bellow out;
“You will never be yourself!”
And I am my father's son
20 years can't be undone
I’m still reeling from eighteen wheels screaming -
At the Local County Landfill
You can fall in love for free
You can throw your voice and mumble "nothing matters much to me"
The ugly duck is king of kings,
The Good Word Shall Be Heard
From coast to coast I still believe a song can change the world
If you wanna get With God I heard she lives under a rock
All this time spent sleeping, must've slept all my dreams off
I'm stuck on this one scene
And I hate writing songs
Too late to give up
My phone is always off
Wake up and daydream
Paint my Purple Heart
I'm stealing my shit back
And I want all the art
In the right place for a long time
Adolescents with their hair dyed
We were tongue tied, speakin easy
Drained our pockets on 50 cent movies
Even grown ups get it wrong sometimes
Wake up early to stand in the wrong lines
I would kill for more
That's what friends are for
I’ll keep my friends alive;
All locked in carbonite
Michigania;
Can't cure what ails ya.
Dandelion'd and weather arrhythmia
Lost my friend today
Said "I could never stay"
Eighteen wheels straight to hell to make all them bastards pay.
This is moving on, it's the sing-al-ong
Who lives on, on and on, on and on.
I'm still reeling from eighteen wheels screaming "full stop".
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10. |
Another Truck Stop
01:15
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You say you’ll sing my songs when I’m dead
But they won’t sound like they do in my head
We drove for 20 hours non-stop to the canyon but I see another truck stop ahead
Just can’t seem to get ahead
Got the sheas wishing they were dead
Let em down
Hang my head
I know a place where we can go;
Play a gig
Don’t get paid
But take a look at all the friends we made
At the end
Of the day
All we need’s a truck stop on the way
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