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Giving Up
04:50
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I think it's time that I give up
It's acute, unspry, and dumb
The life-long weave has just unspun
My failures are that I've become
Bedsheets filled with stains and crumbs
Two week old cup of flat soda
Fast food wrappers on the rug
Concern of friends will not pile up
Guitar strings now are barely plucked
Poetry, unwrote, unsung
Too lazy to pick myself up
Too stupid to see what I've become
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Little boy you strayed so far from home
But you didn't realize that you ever left
You're exactly where you're wanted
Sitting on a couch surrounded by your friends
But you talk about the water in which you used to swim
You braved the cold north bay ocean as a little kid
Strung together sentences
Singing about the things that I have never known
Took the train all around the world
Never found a place to go and call my own
Don't talk about the people who wronged you long ago
Quit dwelling on the problems which have helped you truly grow
Don't pine over the bedsheets in which you used to rot
Strumming my cousin's broken nylon singing all those stupid songs
It's time I quit the longing and make up for the time I lost
It's all I ever wanted and thought that this life could become
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3. |
Isosceles Divide
04:38
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You spoke of a mountain, a peak filled with water
A pail for the airplanes and birds in the sky
It acts like a mirror, that shimmering river
Makes the moon seem twice as bright
In the isosceles divide of my learning and love life
My joy is getting sacrificed
I've been smiling only half as wide
'cause my days have never shone less bright
High decibel voices and middle-aged forces are raiding me all the time
They want me to change my life, they want to take up all my time
He says "stop writing music, get back to the books kid"
I'm choking on the telephone line
'cause the cable's constricting, it's blurring my vision
About what's wrong or right
I won't speak up, you don't like it when I do that
I won't talk back, you don't wanna hear me do that
I won't live my life, you won't love me if I do that
I don't want to die, while I'm dwelling on your bad side
I won't speak up, you don't like it when I do that
I won't talk back, you don't wanna hear me do that
I won't live my life, you won't love me if I do that
I don't want to die, while I'm dwelling on your bad side
I won't speak up, you don't like it when I do that
I won't talk back, you don't wanna hear me do that
I won't live my life, you won't love me if I do that
I don't want to die, while I'm dwelling on your bad side
(why do you hate this?)
I won't speak up, you don't like it when I do that
I won't talk back, you don't wanna hear me do that
I won't live my life, you won't love me if I do that
I don't want to die, while I'm dwelling on your bad side
(why do you hate this?)
Why do you hate this?
Why do you hate this?
Why do you hate this?
Why do you hate this?
Why do you hate this?
Why do you hate this?
In search of the seasons I found a belonging
Away from where the disapproval roams
I'm sorry, I love you, so I hope this is painless
But that house was never a home
'cause its four walls and baseboards just drain me of color
In that building I felt like a ghost
Every day I was praying a coffin would claim me
But the distance makes me want to grow old
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4. |
Forever Again
02:58
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I cashed in my quarters just to win the big nothing
I went to your house and all I got was this lousy shirt
I was like a frog in a pot when I was with you
The fog that's in my thoughts clouds my view
Both down on our luck but had hope driving us
Took the train downtown to watch The Postal Service
But the weed felt like acid, I had a bad trip
I fell on the floor and got torn to bits
Tried to drive down to Provo and collect my belongings
Because I took a wrong turn and I fell out of your locket
I ended up in Vegas tried to gamble off my ears
So I couldn't hear your words, I tried to nullify the fear
So you really think you're perfect now, wait until they find out the truth
I'm asleep in the back of a greyhound getting away from you
Will I ever get my CD back, or will you claim that as your own?
Will you ever find my beige hat, I'm not calling it my home
I'll sit in the backseat one more time
I'll cry if you let me, you can change my mind
We'll sleep through the morning one more time
I'm quiet while you're driving 'cause you can read my mind
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5. |
Knots
03:36
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Shiver and shake
Keep the storm in your mouth
And darken your eyes till it's evening
I wanna write my own ending
But I can't find the page
Watch as my rope unravels
Turning knots into frays
And when you hit the ground
Let it sink in, what you did
As you fall over yourself
It happens every single day
Then you go and drive away
Try to make a little space for yourself
I will form my own heaven
Rattle and roll
Keep those eyes in the back of your head
So you can see all that went wrong with perfect vision
I wanna make new beginnings
But I can't find the clay
If I were brave I'd be gone
But I live to see the sun
And when you hit the ground
Let it sink in, what you did
As you fall over yourself
It happens every single day
So you go and drive away
And try to make a little space for yourself
I will form my own heaven
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6. |
Spring of Last Year
03:45
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In the spring of last year I wanted to die
'cause you misspelled my name, you put an L and an E around the I
I watched all my friends as they burned alive
You blew smoke in my eyes, I got ash in my teeth
Made it so hard to talk, made it so hard to see
Made it seem so impossible to dream of being me again
During June of last year
I ended my life
I cut all my ties and I started to fly
I cleaned out my cadaver and found my better side
Embedded in my tombstone was a starving parasite
I could never rest in peace it ate the dream I kept alive
In all my years I couldn't sleep
My mind was filled with angel wings
Broken, bloody, par for the course
The devil hung dozens outside of my door
I'll see them every morning if I wanted to see the world
My body was laid in a funeral home
My ten year old self sat on the wood floor
He carried white roses and dressed up my corpse
The pews echoed silence and murdered all remorse
That guilt came from nothing but put stones inside my throat
In all my years I couldn't sleep
My mind was filled with angel wings
Broken, bloody, par for the course
The devil hung dozens outside of my door
I'll see them every morning if I wanted to see the world
In the spring of last year I wanted to die
But it wasn't my time
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7. |
Guillotine
04:13
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My bad blood is killing us
Use a leech to drain the cut
Everybody wants to smear the blame
Jump that tightrope, double dutch
Kick the can or hit the clutch
Change directions, crawl out from your grave
I've seen bodies filled with dying dreams
I've seen friends who've drowned in their own drinks
Couches nesting sleeping birds
Who will fly south when the day returns
I've seen boys who don't know how to cry
Kissing girls too often terrified
To dance out in a funeral dirge
Or sing a chorus for a bible verse
And I think we should divorce
Me and all my lousy chords
I don't think that we’ll work out anymore
'cause I'm shifting all the blame
I cannot communicate
My words will never make it past your door
Inner me, apologies
For writing songs that are feeling free
Forbidden fruit into wilted leaves
Turning wine into piss streams
A line wrote down is a new page torn
It's an olive branch between feudal lords
All the sadistic kids in this kevlar world
Will make up threats just to start a war
The states are like trophies, they’re all number ones
We’re gonna blow up a city and be so fond of
All of our red blooded heroes who raped and killed off
All of the people born in all the lands that we want
'cause to us they are worthless, and we are so great
I've got ten dozen bullets and no time to waste
We will baptize the east with high caliber sprays
We will use holy water to wipe out their race
And I think we should divorce
Me and all these lousy chords
I don't think that we’ll work out anymore
'cause I'm shifting all the blame
I cannot communicate
My words will always fall across the floor
And the hardwood eats up
Everything we know
What was locked in the drawer will get exposed
And then we’ll walk across history
All of the bones in the cabinet, those mysteries
We’ll know why our friends and enemies are dead
And so I think we should reform
Out with our opulent leaders and their thirst for war
'cause I don't think that has ever worked before
And this nation was never once great
Look in your history books, kids, there's bloodshed and slaves
But we are young, we’re united, let’s demand a change
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8. |
Salt to Summit
04:49
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Can you speak up? Oh I want to hear
You say something that would really make my year
An adolescent pride would let all my nightmares subside
Just any recognition would help me sleep so well tonight
Well in my brain happiness is all the rage
And bandages cover wounds that come with age
You'll never know its you that made my soul weathered and bruised
You want me to say everything but you'll stay deaf to the truth
The alcoholic's teeth make him a fool
And turning to the green just makes him blue
The color of the sea, the salt that never meets your cheeks
Its made an ornery infidel of you
The mountains intersect the never-ending nothingness
A divide amongst two figures who have drowned in difference
The kiln has blown its flames across the sculptor's fragile vase
The fires helped it harden up but too much will make it break
The telephone is all I want to know
The pressures all get lessened apropos
When the speaker's all I hear, no marching footsteps, no more fear
Oh the ever-growing distance gets so near
Near, it's so near
It's so near
It's so near
It's so near
It's so near
It's so near
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I wanted to
I wanted to
I wanted to
I wanted to occupy the space between your eyes
I wanted to be the lamp you would leave on every night
Tally markings on torn white sheets to count the mistakes of my life
Little bottles of cold blank ink have been emptied time after time
Was I wrong to say I'd wait?
Was I stupid to act like it didn't weigh on me?
Blindsided and soused with soot, this building's burning down
The foundation is made of nothing the frame is giving out
Tiny droplets of gasoline were scattered across the beams
Just waiting for anything, an excuse to start leaving
Was I wrong to say I'd wait?
Was I stupid to act like it didn't weigh on me?
Was I wrong to say I'd wait?
Was I stupid to act like it didn't weigh on me?
Was I wrong to say I'd wait?
Was I stupid to act like it didn't weigh on me?
Was I wrong to say I'd wait?
Was I stupid to act like it didn't weigh on me?
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10. |
Closer
03:53
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Pisces boy, you have changed me
You locked me up inside a cancer cell
For sixteen months, oh how dangerous
Fight or flight kept me alive until I left
It was the springtime when it happened
So after high school I just laid in bed
'cause the blankets were a barrier
Against the fire burning all that I had
And if it makes you any happier
I hope you know you win
It shook me up real good
I've got a few words playing on a loop inside my head
I am so tired of it
I want to forget all of this
I don't wanna deal with this shit anymore
Insanity was around the corner
Being manic was just part of the routine
I'll tip my hat and bow so gracefully
I put on a great show tonight, so convincingly
Oh, how I love it
The never-ending chase
When there's oh so many people living in this lonely place
It's hard to be a human when you're dying every day
When remembering his body makes you sick
And if it makes you any happier
I hope you know you win
It shook me up real good
I've got a few words playing on a loop inside my head
I am so tired of it
I want to forget all of this
I don't wanna deal with this shit anymore, anymore
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It's Now Forever
by Philosophy of Music
these guys are incredible
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Inside This Withered House - EP
by the fencesitters
a good friend of mine who makes killer indie rock
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by Death Cab for Cutie
my favorite record of all time
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this album just scratches an ITCH i have.. its so good.. i love the bass especially AND THE VOCALS so good..
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Forever Only Idaho
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