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Greyscale
03:13
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Doctor can you help me
Doctor can you help me
I'm just a little sick
At least that's what they tell me
I dream in greyscale
I am suburbia
I drive a Subaru
It might as well have suburbs
Right in the name
I'm hanging spice racks
I got a toolset
Maybe my father in law
Will show me how to use it
I dream in greyscale
I go to church
It's just for money
It's just my job
It's just like Brooklyn
They live in churches
They talk like socialites
They do it all the time
They're building websites
And I'm in bed by 10
Sometimes I sleep all night
Dreaming greyscale
There's a voice in my brain
When no one else is around
I wish you all would leave so I'd have
Someone to talk to
I want to chase the sunset
Across the time zones
And watch it over and
Over and over
Inside a newspaper taxi
Drive up to the edge
Float above the water
I can't get out of my head
I go out with my friends
I get real agitated
Why don't we play the right notes?
Why do we get so faded
I'm such a wet blanket
I'm such a small pock mark
On a beautiful world
I dream in greyscale
I miss my colors
I miss the deep blues
I miss the neons
I miss and miss and miss
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2. |
Summer '14
03:55
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The calm
The waiting on the on and on again
I know
This is just how you would have it planned is just how you would have it go.
On and on and on is still
An honest on and on is still
A long and on and on and on hold still
I've been waiting on my love to lift this world up off my shoulders,
And I've been saving all my love, think I'm finally boiling over.
The dawn,
red and orange and on and on again.
My friend,
watch the light until she cannot watch the light she cannot find the end.
The map, the bear trap
Off and on like silhouettes are come and gone through salt and sweat an ocean now and oh she's not there yet.
I bet, that time is round
This time around
On and on and on and on and on and
I've been waiting on my love to lift this world up off my shoulders,
And I've been saving all my love, you think I'm finally boiling over?
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3. |
Walk Away
04:41
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You look so comfortable
When the pressure drops
Every step you take is in some direction
When the space between us contracts
Our molecules react
We're the walking chemical imbalances
That we attract
Your magnetic pull
Thought I was leaving?
Instead of tensing
You emit waves
To resonate my base vibrations
When our frequencies collide,
I shake just like a child
Tied up to an oscillator
Waiting for your trials
You reverse the poles
I'm always leaving
We who age so slowly in the sun
Get so much older every night
Things we learn about ourselves
Things we see without our eyes
Self control is a just resource
And I'm almost dry
But I'll walk away
This time
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4. |
Disengage
02:37
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I woke up wide awake on time
That never happens when you don't get engaged
I felt so lonely that I died
I took a shower but it wasn't the same
I couldn't hear through all the silence
I tried to move but if felt just like glue
Think I'll paint over my eyelids
It's so much easier to be seeing black than being blue
I felt the room turn on its side
I wondered why everything didn't slide across the floor
All these new angles have me fried
Falling out of my bed, I'm falling out of the door
The nights just come to me in waves
I shake enough that it doesn't show
If I take time to disengage
I want to feel the rip of your skin off my bones
I tried to call you on the phone
Felt pretty stupid cause I don't have your number
So I just dialed all the ones I knew
I think it probably took forever
So then I kicked my Internet
It's just killing my survival
My email service wants to know if we've met
I think I'm funny cause I keep bringing up the bible
I'm sick of feeling sorry
And I'm sorry I feel sick
I'm either sober and self conscious
Or far too speak to quick
But tonight my voice is eggshells
My tongue's a duller knife
Instead of looking in the mirror
I'd rather turn out the lights
I woke up in a different body
That never happens when you don't get engaged
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5. |
Every Tuesday
03:02
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It only takes one song
To blow your speakers out
Drowning out the sound of requited love
Playing Summerteeth too loud
It only takes one man,
God I wish I was more
I go to sleep dreaming of the day
I don't want to make love anymore
I'm pushing on the gas
I cannot get away
I cannot get away
I will drive as fast as you tell me to
Watching all the barefoot boys
I swear I got here first
Mmmmm put your goddamn shoes on
Guitar players are the worst
The crowd is thinning out
Packing up in their cars
I could wait here all week for one more touch
I'm pushing on the gas (pushing pushing pushing)
I cannot get away (pushing pushing pushing)
I cannot get away
Maybe I'll go up for sale
Maybe it's starting to show
Maybe fading out's not the same as fading in
Honey we're taking it slow
Let's take it out real slow
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6. |
The Distance Between Us
03:51
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Push
Me away
Into another orbit
Around another plane
Hold
Hold me to
Empty promises
My toxic fumes
The touch
Of your news
Spins my gravity
Vertigo blue
And our light was young
The only recourse from our reason
But the words fall short each time
So we're defined
By the distance
Between us
Lay
Your head down
Next to someone
And while
You undress
The drum inside your chest
A yes to burn it down
And our light was young
And left us just before the evening
But the words fall short each time
So we're defined
By the distance
Between us
And we will die
By the distance
Between us
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7. |
The Pretty Dark
02:07
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Except the occasional group therapy I'm not sure what I'm still doing here
It feels better every once in a while, every once in a while I feel something
I don't attribute it to loss, or any other cause, in fact I'm sure that it's just me
I just think I've been left behind, pretty left behind, it's pretty dark in here without the lights
When I was younger I was young, full of wonder, certain I would always be able to change
It gets so hard to pump the blood out of your heart into your arms into your sticks into your brain
All my friends smile a lot more than I do, try as I might to fit in it makes me sick
But it hangs over my head, and down around my neck, some days it's too much to lift
I'm not jealous, I'm just I'm just mad
You left me on the outside
It's not like I didn't try
Except the occasional group therapy, I'm not sure what it is that I'm still doing here
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8. |
Moving Day
03:58
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Started packing right away
when the door slammed in my face,
through the air still hangs let go of me.
Dragged out the boxes that I saved,
staying busy staves off ache,
paced around enough to power up a small town for days...
Dreams of being frozen in my place
My body won't be dragged down by my brain.
Hesitating, I don't know
Separating dirty clothes
After all this time, can't tell us apart anymore.
I have the power to put a band-aid on a broken arm.
I have the power to let the cord we cut tie us together.
I have the power to recognize my flaws.
But I don't have the power to fix what's wrong.
Books and beds and all and all
Leave the floor, take the walls I guess
Wind me up and watch me walk away
Deconstructing, oh I've been
Efficient and insensitive
White knight in a Uhaul truck
Sleeping on mother's couch for days
With Dreams of being young enough to save
My body will not be dragged down
Spent the last hours in my home
Cleaning everything you own.
It's the least that I can do, it's the least that I can...
I have the power to wait for someone else to hear me talk
I have the power to put my phone away.
I have the power to trap you in my loving arms.
But I don't have the power to fix what's wrong.
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9. |
Lazybug
07:17
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Asleep? I bet you'll work it off.
There's nothing but strangers on the other side of the wall.
Don't look down, it's not worth the fall.
At work? I bet you'll sleep it off.
There's not so much poison that complicates us.
No traps in the kitchen, no dust in the rug.
Old enough? I misspoke
I didn't mean to break you down
We've all got problems,
and we're just children
And lucky to be alive, to be here at all
Awake, I know you're good as you are
No empty sockets, no empty arms.
Let's tear down the right, you keep proving me wrong.
Asleep, I bet you're worth all the stops.
I've crashed and I've lied and I've thrown everything off.
Lazybug, you're a natural, don't ever get up.
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