1. |
No Needs a New Shirt
03:06
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Yeah
No
Yeah
No
Yeah
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2. |
Bad vs Evil
02:53
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You bad, bad baby
Baby you bad, and you know it too
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3. |
CaviNg iN
05:06
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We walked down to the river
only to find
someone looking back at me
but of a different kind
I said I wanted water
but she gave me wine
I knew right then and there
with bloodstained hands
I'd be caving in
I know it's alright
but I wanna know for sure
Further on down the line baby
I see me caving in
I still don't know why
but I have got to go
back to where I came from, mama
I'm caving in
Hey, don't you leave
Go and leave the past behind
you and run down
the street beneath the neon signs
The horizon is a call from the outside
and it's fleeting
And I'm caving in
I don't want no trouble
but I need a friend
I should probably bounce
but I'm too busy caving in
I knew right from the jump
that it would get serious
Let us stop talking falsely now
I'm caving in
Hey won't you lead
it's unlike any other time
You can dive in
out beyond the neon signs
And it's not fair
to assume I'll be alright
Cause I'm bleeding
I'm caving in
I'm caving in
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4. |
iNside
05:05
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Inside
Ah ah ah
Inside
Insight
Inside
Ah ah ah
Inside
Insight
Inside
Insight
Inside
Insight
Inside
Insight
Inside
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5. |
N/A
03:09
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6. |
kNew (uNcertaiNty)
06:42
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Where there's a will
There's a way
You'll find direction
in the letters rearranged
Rewind the tape
Clean the slate
Did I say I was one to believe in fate
Wonder when will
We meet again
Find the constellations in the freckles of your skin
Where you I take
I lead a veil
Constant only to a sea of changes and of will
What's in a name
is in the way
It's in the place and times
that lead us not astray
Another day
has come to pass
All that's accounted for
a blade of grass
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7. |
Goth Holidae
04:20
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Wonder what it's like
for a ghost on Halloween
A day for you but
you remain unseen
In a new place
giving thanks with strangers
Collecting dreams in an old ghastly house
Upon antique shelves
collecting dust
Where the air stands still
but won't stand out
Wicked virus like
wildfire to a wicker chair
Does the thought of it
give you chills?
Crawl away and hide forever
I found a table full of empty chairs
Brought a sack lunch and microwaved air
Need to fill my belly
I can barely swallow
Try to take a bite
but tears will follow
I wanna go away and hide forever
I'm not going home for Christmas
I'm never going home for Christmas
I'm not going home for good
(But there's so much more to life than dying. We fear death more than we fear pain. Perhaps life hurts more than death. Does the pain leave or begin again? As we age, of pain do we grow more aware, or become increasingly numb? The stress of a new born babe as the first breath rips the tender lung. Through the infinite black void, tossing pebbles in a pond, as the earth flies millions and millions of miles. Gifts to us all, and to all a good night)
Good night
Good night
Good night
Good night
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8. |
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Watch it all fade away
Now it's getting late
I already ate
Where do all the time go
Nine years old
only one way I know
inside a black hole
However many days ago
Late twenties
Came and went like a mirage
Built an empire from a garage
Polaroid memories
A place where all things seize to be
Water with chlorine
A new way for the same old thing
Where ya gonna run to now
That you made it some how
gonna run it on down
Who ya gonna turn to now
That you gave it your all
Better check your ego
What it all comes to now
Will you wear it some how gotta bear it somehow
If I knew what I knew now
Would nothing change I'd be the same
And I'm wearing rags
Champagne let's see how you react
I only drink out of glass
It all happen so fast
Gotta move past it
What can I say
I like to have nice things
and last night I had you in my dreams
Red and yellow leaves
that heed the trees and dust and weed
Joni in Issey pleats
Broken watches, broken hearts
Spare parts I'm making art
Yet I'll fade
All fades
All fades
All fades
All fades
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9. |
Waether
07:39
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Out of the fryer and into the fire
Or so they say
I would be ready and willing and able
But it's not like me
Ooh ah
Probably gone without ya for way too long
Don't ever cut your hair again
I'll be seeing more and more of you darling
Don't ever lose your sense of humor
Probably gone for way too long
Don't ever even think about it
Probably gone for way too long
Don't ever, don't ever change
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