1. |
Wave
01:48
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Why count the lies,
That we toss around?
If I could only move my tongue so freely
Practically everything I say’s misleading
And that’s not the worst line
That I’ve ever heard
It’s in your nature to be all deceiving
But every time you speak to me the truth
Keeps bleeding out
So why count the lies among the autocrats?
We can cast aside the inconvenient facts
Let’s leave the world alone
Why count the lies that we toss around?
I lost my count just once before I ate the ground
And it’s not the worst time that I’ve ever had
But if I could only move my tongue so freely
And I can feel my small intestines bleeding out
So why count the lies among the autocrats?
We can cast aside the inconvenient facts
Let’s leave the world alone
Two waves collide
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2. |
For The Show
01:42
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All that useful convalescence
We missed you while you were away
We thought you bit it that time
But now that you're fine
We’ll get ‘em this time
Let’s cut out this scene
The story's been washed up for the screen
The kids are back and the seasons on track for the show
Did they treat you good in Arizona?
Did they hate you when you played guitar?
I’ve seen a lot of shows since you been gone
I missed your opinions
I’m sure they’d be snappy
Let’s cut out this scene
The story's been washed up for the screen
The kids are back and the seasons on track for the show
For the hits, you seem a bit like me
I know that the seasons on track for the show
Do what you want to do, say what you want to say
It doesn't matter anyway, let’s cut out the shit
Let’s cut out this scene
The story's been washed up for the screen
The kids are back and the seasons on track for the show
For the hits, you seem a bit like me
I know that the seasons on track for the show
But oh what they don’t know
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3. |
Melonhead
02:56
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Joe Chip’s false promise
Do they dream of electric sheep?
Don’t they know the promises of advertising in your sleep?
Slowing I could feel it slipping away
From your undersized melonlike head
An automatic can’t you tell by the weight?
Was this a dream or a non-dream event?
I felt about as weightless as dust
I felt as free as a pack of matches
I could feel your toes running through my grasses
It’s like we were slowly rolling back through time
Every object regenerating in an older and older manifestation of itself
The Roman Empire never ceased to exist
We’ve always been chattel to the same forces that enslave us forever
Slowing I could feel it slipping away
From your undersized melonlike head
An automatic can’t you tell by the weight?
Was this a dream or a non-dream event?
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4. |
Oakland
03:00
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Now I’m back at your parent’s house
After you flew us out to California
And we talked about the way things could have been
But it’s never the moment, It’s just the potential of moments
I’ll see them
In Oakland
Our old friends
In Oakland
I’m in the park with you after school
Where we stole a few of your sister’s cigarettes
And we talked about the way things we’re gonna be
But the rest of it only exists as a memory
I’ll see them
In Oakland
My old friends
In Oakland
No I won’t
We walked up the creaky stairs and stared at lonely stuff in your bedroom
Don’t they always seem to shrink? But the walls still have your ink
You wrote on my walls too, the proofs back in my room, back in Oakland.
I’ll see them
In Oakland
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5. |
Shapeshifter
02:15
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Ryan lived in an antique store, above his father’s office
His father was in the antiquities business and he owed the mafia a lot of money
Me and Ryan in second grade we used to play with the ancient trinkets But that was back in the 1990s and we took a picture with Billy Corgan
These thoughts are useless tonight
It takes a lifetime to forget
And I have other things in the meantime
The store got raided by the FBI while we played Sega Saturn
Ryan cried when he said goodbye, but don't worry, his dad turned Fed and they moved to texas
These thoughts are useless tonight
It takes a lifetime to forget
And I have other things in the meantime
I have everything now
I got a lot of them now
He was an old friend
We both stared out the window
Like a rotten map was the world below
Now I’ll never see you again
And you’ll never meet my son
And you’ll never hear this song
And you never make it out
Well, I thought they were cool but you like H2O, Agnostic Front, and Bouncing Souls, and Murphy’s Law, all the bands your older brother saw.
There was an old poster in french and tons of useless crap
And an old picture of a friend that’s somewhere out in Texas.
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6. |
Change
02:36
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Constant chaos and misunderstanding
Get in the way of us living our lives
And of making the change that’s about to come
Arguments for there own sake
They had a place at a time in our lives
With much less at stake then we have now
Now’s the top because
Now’s just for survival
In constant arguments, my flawless logic bends
And runs into a brick wall with you every time
False equivalencies suck precious time
Our conversations decline to a point that is gray
I always have to be right and run up the score
In constant arguments, my flawless logic bends
And runs into a brick wall with you every time
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7. |
Lost Someone Today
02:26
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Have you lost someone today?
And did they mean something to you?
Are you concerned about their fate?
Do you wish this wasn't true?
Do you love someone who’s dead and gone?
There's paradise for everyone
There’s a paradise for you and a paradise for me
After the Armageddon, there’s a paradise for all but I lost someone today.
And will you lose someone tomorrow?
Will they mean something to you?
I couldn't make it in a thousand tries
But your my ragnarok tonight
Do you love someone who’s dead and gone?
There's paradise for everyone
There’s a paradise for you and a paradise for me
After the Armageddon, there’s a paradise for all but I lost someone today.
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8. |
Ironbound
02:34
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Well Tonight there's something in the wind
There the words that you begin to say but never finish
And tomorrow, what parts of us are left? Are our questions put to rest?
I haven't found a question yet
A black mark on my lips as you squeeze through my grip
Ever on I'll take the voices with me and whatever else remains will atrophy and splitter
But tonight, while everyone can hear you, be true to what you say and say it clear and often, man.
A black mark on my lips, squeeze the grease through my grip
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9. |
Shiny Things
03:15
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I need to concentrate on things in my life like making money and playing grab-ass with people and preparing for my future but I get distracted by shiny things
I need to focus, I need to focus, I need to focus, I need to focus, I need to focus, I need to focus on stuff but I get distracted by shiny things
Well, if this ain't the worst time I’ve ever had, without a constant pulsing sense of dread, I don't have the patience to play this part, now its feels like the first time, I knew it was from the start
Oh yeah, apparently all this time I need to focus on shiny things
For the first time, for the last time, I need to focus on Kesting
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10. |
Big State
03:05
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Driving along a million miles of empty freeway
Remembering when I used to care for this
Watch the nothingness pass,
The fractured brain that god knows I have is ready to burst
A red patch beside the endless drip of asphalt dot dash
I saw your body lying out along the road
The nothingness passes but the battered thoughts that god knows I have
Are ready to breach and all the land that shows in the frame is ready to burn
The fractured brain that god knows I have is ready to break
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11. |
Gas Leak
05:34
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Sophie went home for Christmas so that she could see her mom
Hostility and fear after her father lost his job
His manic episodes had gotten worse and made them scared
It was good she’s coming home
Sophias coming home
She learned from her mother
The strange incidents begin
After the last time that she left them
And their home in Maryland
Her poor father would scream at night
The cat would stare and smile
There was a smell like dust and iron
Creeping shadows by the fire
And the walls were bleeding glue
Hand in hand
Dances with bats
Feeds them the mice
He’s caught in his traps
Heavy flows the water
That still keeps coming in
Hand in hand
Cheap and crass
Christmas Day
Sophie found him hanging by a rope
A gas leak had caused hallucinations
But they swear he was smiling
As he was hanging from the tree
And the cat was smiling too
Hand in hand
Dances with bats
Feeds them the mice
He’s caught in his traps
Heavy flows the water
That still keeps coming in
Hand in hand
Cheap and crass
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