1. |
Pete's Driving This Tank
04:10
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I always end where I begin
in this permanent bend
trying hard to find a new reason for living
I always have to say
"Look man take a second to breath"
when you speak each word as if its the first you've ever spoken
Woah man
You're self-centeredness without a doubt
has been the source of all your suffering
the extent of which has made me hate you
I call you out every time
your white lies become lines by lines by lines
the extent of which has failed to change you
But I stop and turn to see what's behind me
although I know that everything is all the things that made me
I may blame my pain on these past actions
but at least I don't limit my love with attachment
Alright
I always have to say
I always have to say I'm ashamed
I always have to say it's crazy how much I care
But we're making progress
we're making progress
We're making progress while you count your loses
We're making progress while you fail through all this
We're making progress while you, you're falling
Down this hole you swore you'd never go alone
where I saw you, but so did you
Down this hole you swore we'd never go alone
where I saw you, but you saw me too
You saw me too.
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2. |
Indian Ocean
03:10
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Have we been shown the differences between
this love and a new reason to leave
Where nothing can feel right
but all you need all you need is love
You caterpillars crawl a raging path
that I can't move and I can't see
When my eyes have been blinded by your breath
it's a shield of smoke in front of me
This disappearing effect
I seemed to find my way out
of a war inside your mind
only for you to fight
and we call these better days
better times for a better play
a play inside my head
a tangible thought of my skin was set
These butterflies fly under my wings
and we all sing, we all sing
Songs of unison that we all sing
I reacted in a way only you would understand
fell from links of trees and hands in sand
It takes my breath away, takes my breath away
This is the first day I didn't think of you.
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3. |
Tag! You're It
04:27
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You said do what your mother tells you
cause she I could be anything I'd ever wanna be
You said do what your father tells you
cause he said I should be everything this world expects of me
Woah oh, woah oh oh oh oh oh oh
We were walking, you were talking
it was raining, I was playing
We're not walking, you stopped talking
it's still raining, I'm complaining
These little things they meant everything to me
but now I'm growing up you see
I can't have my storybook ending
These little things they meant everything to me
so I'm not growing up you see
when I can have my storybook fucking ending
where I'm not growing up
I've only got one chance
for every moment
in this life.
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4. |
This Tree Eats Kites
03:50
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You're words shoved in the back of my head like a gag
the guillotine of good fortune wrapped around my neck
I'll be preparing my body bag
while you are making sure my death is anything but quick.
You've tranquilized my faith with lies
and I won't be ignored
I won't be reborn
and I ain't aware of your consequence
Words slither through your mouth with each sound
like the snakes of medusa's crown
invading the streets of this town
Everyday my eyes bring the same problems just rearranged
as a part of every life's transactions that end in vain
Everyday its the same routine
everyday I end talking to myself
Everyday its the same to me
cause in the end we're just talking to ourselves.
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5. |
Kendra
02:34
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Put some faith in yourself
Oh, you put your faith in someone else
Now you've lost it all
Feeling that feeling, feeling in a fall
Oh, oh, everybody's talking to me
But they don't say anything
Everybody's talking to me
I just don't care
When everybody's talking to me
like I'm someone who don't need anything
Just because I've defined my mind
didn't cross no lines and waste nobody's time
Everyone's like "Pity me I just need someone to be my everything"
but I don't care if you need a crutch
as for me keep off
Don't make a living you better make a life
If you blame someone you better blame yourself
I care too much.
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6. |
In Between The Seasons
09:18
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It's a wedding day with faces and places we've never met
and never spoke just yet
You were lost between those faces that are turning together
always turning together
This excuse to be held down by you
when I know I fought to hard
It's your wedding day I saw you standing there
with no more bows left in you hair you just stare
I turned around to sigh and it was in that moment I felt alright
cause I lost my sight
I know that I have been forgetting
all I've been missing here
and I'm too tired to play that role
I'm too tired to play that part
I've been walking each row to find
empty hearts and jugs of wine
When you sing so everyone can know
and I've been singing just to let go
I fought too hard
But don't forget to keep breathing
don't forget to keep breathing
Don't forget to keep breathing
inside your mind you caged this fight
Just shake it off you're only alone for tonight
And I finally had that dream today
your father was giving me away
It's okay son, it's okay
you've learned to through me away
Just start over, the dream is over
This is where you can find me
in between the season
Take these eyes out your scene
just start over, just start over.
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