1. |
Gold Ring Disaster
03:27
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Sick then sicker temper grows quicker ceiling fans flailing did you want to know my plan
Caught in a draught well who was the lookout time spent wasted who would have guessed it
My my hey hey blasphemy is boring what you're after a gold ring disaster
Same old same old forgot what you came for sweating all the small stuff digging up the same old dirt
Shout off your mouth and you're always coming down pulse is growing quicker preaching our favorite words
My my hey hey blasphemy is boring what you're after a gold ring disaster
Whoo
Yep
My my hey hey blasphemy is boring what you're after a gold ring disaster
My my hey hey blasphemy is boring what you're after a gold ring disaster
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2. |
Big Plan
05:58
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There's a big plan everyone's in on
They forgot your name forgot you were around
Alone in your room the lights are flashing on and off and on on and off and on on and off and on
You want that dream again the one that's black and white and makes you feel at home
Long distance calls wishing once you'd just pick up the phone
This place gets so cold I'm getting used to it
Tired of pretend I just want to feel it
I don't want to know the reason
I don't want to know the reason
I don't want to know the reason why
I don't want to know the reason
I don't want to know the reason
I don't want to know the reason why
Driving around our house looks so different now
We break in just to see and then I feel so small
The roads are icy now but there's no stopping me
And heavy are the hands so I just let them fall
I don't want to know the reason
I don't want to know the reason
I don't want to know the reason why
I don't want to know the reason
I don't want to know the reason
I don't want to know the reason why
I don't want to know the reason
I don't want to know the reason
I don't want to know the reason why
I don't want to know the reason
I don't want to know the reason
I don't want to know the reason why
I don't want to know the reason
I don't want to know the reason
I don't want to know the reason why
I don't want to know the reason
I don't want to know the reason
I don't want to know the reason why
There's a big plan everyone's in on
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Taking drugs having no sex
Throwing up last nights tex-mex
You're not talking to me no more
Sneaking out someone else's back door
You are sneaking out someone else's back door
Maybe I'll move to San Diego
Fuck some girl that reminds me of ya
Get stuck in Tijuana
Get stabbed over marijuana
Get stabbed over marijuana
Staying up late getting up with the sun
Making sure no one else has fun
Picking fights with my best friends
Waking up hungover again
I am waking up hungover again
Car is keyed tires slashed
Waking up in cigarette ash
Call last night to tell you I love ya
Lord knows I'm such a bummer
Lord knows I am such a bummer
Now I'm down in Santa Barbra
I hear your name in the ocean breeze
Waiting on some better days
Maybe I'll go catch some waves
Maybe I'll go catch some waves
Fuck it dude let's catch some waves
Taking drugs having no sex
Throwing up last nights tex-mex
You're not talking to me no more
Sneaking out someone else's back door
You are sneaking out someone else's back door
You are sneaking out someone else's back door
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4. |
Corners
04:04
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Haven't taken a shower in so long
Been busy packing up my shit
I've been finding corners
I didn't know existed
I'll put you in one when I find the time
All my fairytales have pretty pictures
All my papercuts mean I had a good time
Suicide drinks and sexy disasters
You'll find a cute one to get ya in bed
You can close your eyes when the smoke gets thick
Drank to much did you notice
Trying to take out all my bad vibes
I can't count them and focus
Quiet down I'm trying to have a good time
You can wake me up but I won't rise
Are you coming to get me
Are you coming around
I can wait and be patient
Just pick me up when I fall down
All my memories are in slow motion
The body bends as the light fades
And still I find myself drifting
Into the corners that I've made
You can find me there when it's too late
Having a good time
good time good time
Having a good time
good time good time
Having a real good time
Having a real good time
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5. |
Poor Farmer's Son
06:29
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When you were born you didn't feel a thing
Cradled in her warmth your mothers broken wings
You rise with the sun and what you've become
Tend to your field you poor farmer's son
You poor farmer's son
Eyes spinning 'round the stars stand still
Slow autumn eve the city called your name
Snow began to fall and there it remained
She cried in the night does anything stay
Oh does anything stay
Married up young with flowers in bloom
Now quiet and cold with weeds round the tomb
Dandelion heads appear on the floor
Lead a trail to your room and what you had before
Oh and what you had before
You stand in the light of a another scorching moon
The window sings your song the truth breaking through
So reap what you sow again and again
A moment then it's gone
Oh you poor farmer's son
Oh you poor farmer's son
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