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Drinking and Driving
02:04
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I was feeling a little outta line
She was selling something barely in a disguise Soaps, candles, shampoos open your eyes
50 dollars for it are you outta your mind
Press your head against the lights
400 air bnbs will welcome you tonite oh
And there’s 100 aresol canisters swimming in your neighbors yard Pleasure centers on display
You can drink until your drunk but then you’ll wanna drive away whoa There’s no way I can fault no I
No way I can fault no I
No way I can fault
The best you can get when you’re living in a summer town
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2. |
K2
02:15
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Summertime
2009
We were playing the choking game
There was nothing else to do it was something You fell down
When you passed out
A rush of blood straight to the head
Pissed your pants and they were all yellow
Me and you
Smoking k2
Riding on the back of the bus
The smell lingered but they never suspected us The pot holes felt
Like we would never come down
When they launched us it felt like a ride
A minute later we were throwing up inside
If we could
If we could baby If we could
I’d leave now
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3. |
Town Ease
02:12
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Back in town walking home
You smell the crack you’re hounded by the dogs That used to beg and know your face
You’ve gotten taller, you never seem to grow
Then when you do
You can’t think of anything to do Walk you home, talk, or screw
We can’t think of anything that’s new
Pleasure sucks initiative
And your nostalgia was a needle in your arm You never seem to lose the taste
Your disposition for it raises some alarms
Then when you do
You can’t think of anything to do Walk you home, talk, or screw
We can’t think of anything that’s new
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4. |
Mouse Trap
02:37
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Given what you know
The American Dream is a Michigan hoax
You can see it from your window
Rust on the frame from the salt on the road
Tell me what you know
Time's moving fast but my brain's moving slow Tell me something that I don't know
You glide on the ice but you ain't got a goal
A dog and a house
Is this what it's all about
Now you're stuck in a glue trap
That you can't get out
And you'll die as a mouse
To the one who's scratching the couch Would you even let me go?
It kills me the most
The rain, the winter, the snow
It's almost not worth living
But I just don't know
I'll come back as a ghost
Just to haunt every house that you go Would you even let me know?
Would you even let me know?
Would you even let me know?
Would you even let me know?
Given what you know
The American dream is a Michigan hoax Tell me something that I don't know
Your cause for alarm is as pure as the snow
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5. |
Drug Dealer
01:44
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There’s nothing you could’ve done
To keep me from freaking out
When your drug dealer boyfriend came over To your house
Can’t you see what he’s doing
Can’t you see what he’s about?
Well I thought about it over and over
And I’m not worried about you now Just as surely up is down
I don’t mean to break up a good time But he’s got me seeing red
And I’m not worried about you now Just as surely up is down
I don’t mean to cause a fuss
Make a scene, break a leg
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6. |
AM
01:08
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My trailer is a scene
A lifetime of routine
But it’ll all change
When my name’s up there on the screen
It’s alright
It’s ok
There’s something to live for
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7. |
Pacer
02:10
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Put on your records
I know I’ve heard em a thousand times
Do you know why, why does it feel like the very first time You told me you loved me
I know i’ve heard it a thousand times
Do you know why?
Feel the light again
I don’t really think that this is just pretend Do you feel alive and well
Now I really think I can convince myself
I know you think about it (oh you think about it)
I know you think about it (oh you think about it)
I know you think about it (oh you think about it)
Feel the light again
I don’t really think that we can just be friends Do you feel alive and well
Now I really think I can convince myself
I know you think about it (oh you think about it)
I know you think about it (oh you think about it)
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8. |
USPS
02:34
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You're always thinking of the old world
You're never running out of manholes to fall
You never think about the next world
You're always staring at the sun on the wall
Your new apocalypse impending
Where there's destruction there's an outlet for fun And that's why Jesus made the sidewalk
So you would always have a safe place to run
Hey kid you better not run when
You always go from nowhere to nowhere
There's new faces and they frown like the old ones And they always go from nowhere to nowhere
I don't need no help
Hey kid you better not run when
You always go from nowhere to nowhere
There's new faces and they frown like the old ones And they always go from nowhere to nowhere
Hey kid you better not run when
You always go from nowhere to nowhere
There's new faces and they smile like the old ones And they always go from nowhere to nowhere
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9. |
Small Giants
01:51
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You set your comfort zone and now you slouch A tempur-pedic for a fold out couch
You made your bed now dream of nothing
You can shoplift any store you want
It’s not pathetic if you don’t get caught You don’t recall you don’t remember
Why do you keep low
What you hide behind When you run away
Tell me why do you seem so Unafraid to
Blow it all away
This ain’t the same as you’re used to
And before I wouldn’t hold it against you You know now it won’t be a secret
You slow down you take it or leave it
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10. |
Works Bomb
01:24
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You don’t care about anything You don’t care about nothing
I remember you
When days felt long
Mixing and Shaking up your works bombs You do it for a laugh
Smash up the glass
And watching you pretend that you don’t
You don’t care about anything You don’t care about nothing
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11. |
American Caveman
02:46
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We got older but act the same
Only traffic lights and the weather change
Then the earth dried up now it never rains
But all my friends still call when they wanna hang We got older but sound the same
Beyond the scope of a carbon date
In 50,000 years none of our remains
Are gonna be displayed thru a window pane
I know you’re heading straight to infinity
I know you’re heading straight to infinity I know you’re heading straight to infinity I know you’re heading straight to infinity
I went looking for something strange I found nothing but pocket change So I blew it all at the old arcade
I got older but act the same
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12. |
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00:34
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13. |
Paul Bunyan's Slingshot
02:16
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There’s a line in the dirt that we all go through
You can try to pretend that it won’t cross you
Everything exactly where it should be
they’ll water the grass where they bury you
But the letters on your tombstone’ll wear straight through Everything exactly where it should be
You’re epitaph won’t last another century
Please don’t bother
Tryna stick around any longer Tryna to tie the clouds to the water
So when you’re back in town Let me know I will be waiting I’ll be walkin around Everything works out
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