1. |
Marooned
06:14
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There's a certain pace in the night
Electric lamps, fleeting limelight
Warm bodies break the wind
Into the stuffed room you're swept
They sway side to side
Like some clumsy, boisterous tide
Some cling to the sides
They look seasick alright
It's not the dead of night
It's just growing older
It's just getting sicker
The air is getting thicker
Marooned
The decaying day
Let it wash away
Oh what joy
All your words are drowned out
Dripping down the wall
This is the ends of the means
Capsizing as you fall
It's not the dead of night
It's just growing older
It's just getting sicker
The air is getting thicker
You're just killing time
Waiting for the ride to start
But everything
Is as it seems
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2. |
Matt's Song
02:17
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I feel disdain
Coming from familiar eyes
My goals in vain
Propelled by my own greed
It’s the thrill of living under your own thumbs
Prepared to crush what you don’t want to feel
And if confidence is you want to own
You must tackle what is real
This cowardice reigns
Complicating all details of life
Why ask to change
When I can’t look you in the face
It’s the thrill of living under your own thumbs
Prepared to crush what you don’t want to feel
And if confidence is you want to own
You must tackle what is real
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3. |
Ship of Theseus
04:30
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Recently I've begun to chop myself up
Trying to make a change
A finger here, a limb there
Replacing it all a piece at a time
This new hand reaches over, and taps your shoulder
From the corner of the bar
And with this new mouth
I'll smile at you from afar
And I'm all wrapped up
Trying to feel out what to become
After all, you're never just someone
Do you feel undone?
Well my chest is still cold
And my throat still can't form words
But at least these new eyes have a glint of life
Where there were only pits before
The question is when to stop, when to draw the line
See now I'm doing fine
But who's that behind me?
At a previous point in time
And I'm all wrapped up
Trying to feel out what to become
After all, you're never just someone
Do you feel undone?
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4. |
Uptight
05:16
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Idle hands
Are the devil's workshop
Or so it seems
With mine
Well you can never
Cut to the chase
When all you got
Is time
I'm alright
I'm just a little uptight
All the time
I'm alright
I just need to unwind
All the time
She's alright
She is just a little uptight
All the time
She's alright
She just needs to unwind
All the time
I'm strung out
Just pacing the room
It's a strange situation
Praying for distraction
I don't feel so good
I've never felt so good
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5. |
Interlude
06:06
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I visited the local vista on the shore line
I looked at the ocean in the night
I gazed upon the black waves that bled into the sky
I stared into the eternity of the horizon
I thought of times gone by as water churned the sand
I saw the abyss that still awaited me in the tide
And then the kitchen light behind started to fade
I felt the cool waves rise up and envelope me
I closed my eyes and slipped into an endless dream
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6. |
Funko Pop
07:22
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White noise
Dark room
And I’m anchored to this bed on the ground.
My surroundings reflect that I’ve turned unwound
I’m ambushed
By materials
And my life’s work crowns all the shelves
my urge for plastic I cannot quell
My collections all I care for
I feel it
Fill the void were people once were
The need for others becomes the absurd
Fuck, I feel fearful
I tense up
I wither and crumble, my limbs start to shake, I’ve been lost to this ungodly fate
The inanimate has taken over my heart
These things are truly all that I’ve got, I’ve got
Forever and ever, I find that it’s me who is caught, I’m caught
The inanimate has sunken its teeth in my heart
2 A.M.
I gaze out into
The passing stares, the bitter glares, paranoia and neuroses all start to flare.
My eyes
Start to recede
And I’m not so scared of what I find real
I quake at illusions and the surreal.
It all feels so visceral
How my mind’s diseased, my body in unease, this hellish reality will never cease
Encased by static
That clouds my vision and life it all fades away and turns to black then neutral gray.
The inanimate has taken over my heart
These things are truly all that I’ve got, I’ve got
Forever and ever, I find that it’s me who is caught, I’m caught
The inanimate has sunken its teeth in my heart
Standing by my shelf
All these things look neat
It’s amazing how many I collect but never feel complete
Stack up all my plastic
Hoard away for years
I see all them, I guess I can consider them my friends
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7. |
A Million Love Songs
04:18
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Lay your head upon my breast
Need me like the heart in your chest
I want to be your Sunday best
Oh but I digress
I want to be needed
And I need to be wanted
I admit its conceited
So it's easy to believe
Let's all gather round
And sing of the ones that got away
They all sound so similar
Yet the sorrow stays
There are a million songs
About a broken heart
And there are a million more
About those who tore it apart
The passion blooms
In a field of sobbing flowers
And the knowledge looms
That the tears are not ours
Other songs ring far truer
Most poems are more sublime
But she put my heart on a skewer
It's best not to waste one's time
Let's all gather round
And sing of the ones that got away
They all sound so similar
Yet the sorrow stays
There are a million songs
About a broken heart
And there are a million more
About those who tore it apart
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8. |
Ostrich
06:05
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Can you feel it?
Creeping down your spine
That awful feeling
The light in your eyes
So malign
Wound so tight
Let it choke you out
One breath at a time
Well come now baby
Let it ride
Toe the line
Toe the line
Well come now baby
Let it ride
Toe the line
Toe the line
Just like a marionette
Strung up by the auburn sky
The strings are fine
The strings are fine
It feeds on silver linings
And wasted time
It roars a silence
And whispers slights
They say a bit of gumption
Is all you need
To slice it open
Make it bleed
Well then baby
Take it in stride
Toe the line
Toe the line
Well then baby
Take it in stride
Toe the line
Toe the line
And when the sun sets
The dark edge of twilight
Yeah it cuts alright
Alright, alright, alright
Take it in stride
Toe the line
Toe the line
Take it in stride
Toe the line
Toe the line
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9. |
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Chicken dinner
Makes me feel like a winner
Chicken dinner
Makes me thinner
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