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What Could Bother Me?
03:33
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“Earth to sun” “Pilot, to gunner”. I’ve got you, I’ve got me, I’ve got a bottle of Black – I’ve got to keep my mind running on high. Oh you know how it feels to be making your way to the clinic before you die. “Earth to sun”, “City to California”. Like lovers in rapture we'll stare at the sun until our eyes are like the barrels of 9 millimeters. I know no one knows how it feels to be singing the same song over again, seeing the white light accepting the end. I’m too sick to eat, too sad to sleep; what could bother me? Packing your shit up and getting ready to die. We're way too tired to run, We're crawling across the whole country. Endeavor forever, like Earth to the sun, we're getting covered in the blood from a 9 millimeter. You and me need air to breath. You and me, we need air to breath... Beside ourselves, beside ourselves. Save me from the bottom, and I'll drag you to the top. If your ship sinks, I can drag you back from the ocean to the dock. Just help me get my shit up out of here. Singing the same song over again...
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Always Feel Welcome
03:29
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I hope you found a home, a little slice of heaven here. Hope you found a chord that you could sing to. I hope you found a friend to talk to on the other end, hope you found a chord that you could sing to. I hope you’re here, missing the country when I’m down eating my heart out. Way up here jumping off buildings, and hitting the ground making an art out of all the things that make me feel good for myself. You left us in this city all alone by ourselves. After i found my head stuck in this plastic bag again, 1000 seizures couldn't stop Klonopin. I drink my way into a sweat these days. After I shiver and I shake, the head aches still, they won't go away. And won't you always feel welcome to haunt through my house? I'll know by curtains I left near the door. Until you always feel welcome to haunt through my house, I'll be waiting for you at the door. We’ve got a lot of ways to wait until we go down. We’ve got a lot of ways to wait until we go down, down forever. When I’m here wishing on empty, when I’m down tearing my heart out. Way up here, scratch till its bleeding, hitting the ground. Thank god I’m a part out of all the things that make me feel good for myself. You left us in this city all alone by ourselves. After i found my head stuck in this plastic bag again, 1000 seizures couldn't stop Klonopin. I fucked my way into a sweat each day. After I shiver and I shake, the head aches, still they won’t go away. And when I die, I’ll push up daisies in the sky. I’ll buy the farm and tend the garden like its mine. All my friends they couldn't love me if they tried,.... I’m going back to Georgia in my mind.
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Suicide America
04:43
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I hear deep voices that speak only to me, they tell me “fuck off and die”. I’ve got this pressure pushing down on me; storm clouds and rape every night. I should be thankful but I’m not, I should be thankful for this life that I’ve got. Lets give them something to cry about....
The TV’S static, the lights are out.....
.. ..But, I’ve got my family, and they've got me.....
Sinking songs and some food to eat.....
Lock your room, cry yourself to sleep.....
Sit and sigh you heavy metal machine.....
....I know from instinct, its not love that I need. I put the hate in my life. I’ve got this distance, it takes stretching to see - Suicide’s a part of the American dream.....
....I get so weak, it’s hard to move let alone tow the line.....
I get so sick, its hard to bury my symptoms inside....
I’ve got my drugs and I get by… hang all my feelings out to dry.....
You drink so much that you could die.....
Hang on and listen for a sign to get off the ride.....
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Loveless
02:55
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Its easy to believe the reason garbage is piled in heaps is cause the bodies in the sea. Its hard enough to see the scars you hide that are under your sleeve is cause you caught the war disease. People think your different ‘cause you drink and stink just to pass the time. ..............
No one knows how sad I am. My heart still sinks in sweat that floods the war inside the world that prescribed me. It’s easy to believe the hell you raise when you toss in your sleep is deep rooted in your dreams. Dreams in which you’re screaming or your drowning in the drink that broke your fall. No one knows just how the sun heats the sand. Everyone I loved was always ripped from my side. Tearing at my skin until they expose my spine. A world completely loveless sounds like heaven to me. A world completely loveless gives us much more room to breath.. and room to move, and feel blue. It gives us room to act on instinct just like outsiders do. All i do is sink or swim to find what divides me, all I do is sink or swim to find what divides me.
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Transcontinental
04:12
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Feel the raindrops falling down westward. We could save you if we wanted to. Slowly it floods the streets of New York City. Like weather we move in armies, flows like waterfalls; it runs like rivers, feel the rhythm. Keep your wires on fire and we'll keep in contact. Like hell I will for you, fly over the east coast, south by south west like a plague from coast to coast. TRANSCONTINENTAL. The plane goes down, sits right on the sunset wheel. Keep on singing the songs you heard when you walked brick town concrete. Would you stay in New Jersey? I think I love you. I never want to let you go. The sun comes up over dumpsters, turning West Paterson lights down low. Would you drown in a river? Would you cry for me tonight. I'd fly out there for you. I'm nothing but a bathroom floor to you. You know it's been a long time coming. You know we're moving coast to coast. TRANSCONTINENTAL. The plane goes down, sits right on the sunset wheel. Keep on singing the songs you heard when you walked brick town concrete. Would you stay in New Jersey? I think I love you. I never want to let you go. The sun comes up over dumpsters, turning West Paterson lights down low. Swear you wont sleep or I'll flood all your cities. I'll rip through your town like a storm on a wire. Like a plane without wings, I'll just burn all your rooftops
and never come down from here. You know me...You know me...
you won't bring me down from here...I'll never come down
from here...
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Delta Falling Morristown, New Jersey
We can’t explain string theory, but we can tell you how we feel. We are far from perfect but god knows we’re trying and there are still ids inside of us with the impulses to love, kill, abuse, and even find brief moments to smile in the light.
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