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White Light
02:43
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Started as a little cut but every time I move it just keeps on pulling apart
So I bust out the super glue but super glue my fingers too and just can't pull them apart
I open with my unglued hand a pocket knife just so I can try to cut them apart
Of course I slip and give a shout the blood is flowing out and I faint
When I come to what do I see?
What is that shadow standing over me?
Just one more question comes to mind
Did I die?
No
Started as a little cut but now I got a second one
Don't need a third one in my life, I put away the pocketknife
My girl comes in and can't believe how all that blood's all over me
I say it was a little cut, she tells me to shut up, and I faint
White light always sounded so pretty and here it is looking so fluorescent
No I can't be dead because I'd be in hell, but there is no hell and heaven ain't real
I'm still here because my minds still thinking, I'm alive enough to know who cares what I think
And I'm hanging on, but I start to teeter
Yeah I'm balancing on the brink of death
I will not go if there's no one to take me
I don't wanna go I would just rather lay here
Under fluorescent lights with the fluid dripping
And these little cuts that are too small to stitch up
When I come to what do I see?
It's just my girl who's standing over me
One more question comes to mind
Can I die?
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2. |
Beat Back
02:56
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Stuck is my heart, girl look around
No it doesn't start, it won't make a sound
How could you do anything to get my beat back?
My blood's not cold it's missing
Won't stop me from kissing
So pucker up that mouth
But swapping spit will never help me get my beat back
I saw her every night
I was drawn into her light and now I'm pumping only dust
There was never love, there was only lust
I've got no feelings to linger
Can't count them on one finger
She really cleaned me out
So save yourself, you'll never help me get a beat back
I saw her every night
I was drawn into her light and now I'm pumping only dust
There was never love, there was only lust
Pupil of pain, pupil of hurt, pupil of her
People love pain, people love hurt, people love her
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3. |
Please Leave Me
01:44
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You're sick of your boy, for looking at other girls
You're sick of your girl, for looking at other boys
Say leave me, oh yeah, or I'll leave you
You're sick of his friends, for sticking their nose in it
You're kissing her friends, they really could give a shit
Say leave me, oh yeah, or I'll leave you
Please leave me, oh yeah, or I'll leave you
And I just really want to pretend to be broken hearted
You're sick of your boy, for looking at other girls
You're sick of your girl, for looking at other boys
Say leave me, oh yeah, or I'll leave you
And I just really want to pretend to be broken hearted
So leave me, oh yeah, or I'll leave you
Please leave me, oh yeah, or I'll leave you
I'll leave you
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4. |
Slower Maiden
02:10
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The moon will shine off auburn hair
They sing a song with hollow spine
Slowly creeping are they seeping in?
Is the space between them growing thin?
A call returned, though thin the voice
The breath you breathe just withers out
Slower maiden sipping on the wind
Sharing all the fruit she bears for him
They sit alone upon the knoll
Where they abide by token rule
And true to form they dare not want
Except for her who calls to you
Slower maiden sipping on the wind Sharing it all with him
Take her on the grave where she belongs
Soft and gentle like her fading song
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5. |
Wild Hair
02:32
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Hey honey
You know your looks rough me around some
So I can never put you down or I will die
So just keep living in my arms
When living is a hassle
I'll fill your lungs with every breath right out of me
And pump your blood giving your heart a little squeeze
To keep you living in my arms
Every drop, all my air, there's no way that I don't care about you
Hey honey
Hold your hand out and I'll be there in a flash
Snap your fingers when you want a little cash
And I'll dig deeper every time
I know you're leading me around some
But wild hair is just the theme I like to keep
So bring me home, let's do it all aside from sleep
You look me dead right in the eyes
Thoughts mean nothing, words mean less
Meat and bones will say it best, stay in my arms
I'll do anything you like, I would even take a life
What do you want?
Hey honey
You know your looks rough me around some
So I can never put you down or I will die
So just keep living in my arms
When my arms begin to tire
The Holy Ghost can suck the life right out of me
Hold up my head so you're the last thing that I see
You check your watch and give a sigh
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6. |
Cool World
03:05
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I'm cool like a teenager
I'm cool I don't own a tv
I'm so cool I hate The Beach Boys
I'm so cool you don't know what I mean
CP 1919
I'm cool like I use a payphone
I'm so cool I went back to CDs
I'm cool like I never heard of Star Wars
I'm so cool I stopped brushing my teeth
Like I'm like saving water
Like I'm not ingesting fluoride
Like I like being the dirty little artist that I am
I'm cool I got a membership to MoMa
I'm so cool that I've never even been
I'm cool that I speak another language
Tué mon frère je suis tellement cool
I'm too cool for this world
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7. |
Slab Leak
04:16
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Cant see through the concrete
The pipes the pipes they leak
Up it is busting, the water is rusting the pipes as they crumble right under my feet
My skin and nails unclean
Brown red from rust it seems
My teeth are clenching, the water is drenching my life while it puddles right under my feet
Slip through the cracks take a sip and relax
Remember the slab leak is slow to attack
Slip through the cracks take a dip and relax
Give in to the slab leak quit breaking your back
Passing through the concrete
The pipes the pipes they leak
Up it is rushing, the water is gushing the pipes have all crumbed right under my feet
Slip through the cracks take a sip and relax
Remember the slab leak is slow to attack
Slip through the cracks take a dip and relax
Give in to the slab leak quit breaking your back
Your eyes won't start to puff
Nor your lungs fill with blood
So keep drinking
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8. |
Great Resistor
02:12
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Oh great resistor
Where could I find you
I searched the beaches
I searched the cobwebs
Can't track you down will you come out will you come out yet
I thought I saw you
Under the flowers
Oh great resistor
I knew I'd miss her
You made your home under the ground will you come out come out yet
From the trenches of the oceans
To the Himalayan peaks
You will never find me
Oh great resistor
No clue behind you
Up to the tree line
Awake for hours
You made your home under the ground will you come out come out yet
Throw you off for my amusement
Until it knocks you off your feet
You will never find me
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Doomed
05:02
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You hear me coming, I'm falling over
My legs are rubber, I'm liquidated ground beef
And not for nothing I want it over
The pain is coming and I don't like looking weak
I don't know about you but I'm doomed
Decapitate me, Just run me over
Insinerate me, or push me off a cliff
And not for nothing I want it over
The pain is coming and I don't want none of this
Hurry up pain is coming
And I want none of it
Eating me from the inside
It's gnawing
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10. |
You and I
03:17
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You let me down before
Come around and let you do it again, cause you know I'll be kind
Kind enough to let you do it again
Repeating nothing is the hardest part to do, as hard as keeping it from you
Tie up those little ones
Those thoughts that get at my head, eat away from inside
Try their best to rip me to shreds
Regretting nothing when I'm hanging out with you, no matter what you put me through
You and I are kindred til we die
There is nobody else on whom I can rely
Repeating nothing is the hardest part to do
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