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One-Fourteen
03:13
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Up before the sun
Every day’s the same
I quit dodging rats
On the way to the train
I thought I’d found it in work
Or with her all those nights
I thought I found it in the basement
In the backyard or on my bike
Stuck forever in between
I lost it up on one-fourteen
Or your old street
I’m not sure where it went or what to do
That clarity is gone
I’m starting new
Out the sun is gone
Every night’s the same
Spent with the tv
Beating up my brain
Lost and wandering
Like a familiar friend
I’m seeing them again
I’ll be seeing them again
Stuck forever in between
I lost it up on one-fourteen
Or your old street
I’m not sure where it went or what to do
That clarity is gone
I’m starting new
Whoa-o-o-o-ohhh
Wa-ow-ow-ow-ow
Whoa-o-o-o-ohhh
Wa-ow-ow-ow-ow
Stuck forever in between
I lost it up on one-fourteen
Or your old street
I’m not sure where it went or what to do
That clarity is gone
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2. |
Wallow
02:33
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Stuck in a bedroom
With every shade of blue on the walls and floors
While you and your friends
Spent your midwest nights at every stop on your tour
Stuck in a bedroom
With every shade of blue on the walls and floors
While you and your friends
Spent your midwest nights at every stop on your tour
I just wish you would have told me when you left, that you were really gone
Strung, by one stitch,
And when you crossed the line
along the way it ripped
I still sent you my affection
While the outliers came at you from every direction
I just wish I could have told myself the doubts I had were spot on
OOOOOO WHOOOOAH
Lifted my hopes so high I lost my footing on the ground
And it may take some time to pick things up
But I’ll turn around
I just know it’s gonna hurt to hear your voice across the stateline
I’ll be okay, just had a taste
Of a bitter sweet break
Whoah I’l be okay, just had a taste
Of a bitter, a bitter sweet break
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3. |
Stadium Dreams
02:17
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List what you done
What you've got going on
Cause you're feeling anxious and you need some perspective
It's a joke
Like cigarette smoke
You feel it for a second, exhale, and it's gone again
Sorting through old issues of worn out magazines
Sorting through old issues of you and me
Mine unresolved
Like you're screening your calls
Til your ears are ringing and you don't get any sleep at all
I can clean up
I can rinse I can scrub
The drain is overflowing and the trash is gonna pile up
Sorting through old issues of worn out magazines
Sorting through old issues of you and me
The truth terrifies and the list is a lie
The truth terrifies and the list is a lie
Cause somethings always missing and you're always gonna wonder why
Sorting through old issues of worn out magazines
Sorting through old issues of you and me
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4. |
Nose Job
02:17
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Remember when you mouthed off to the cops?
They spun you around and they locked you up
I was home wondering when we were gonna talk, while you
Spent the night in a concrete room at the end of my block
Sleeping on a bench made of rock
Well, I’ve got a feeling it’s beyond repair
But you can rest your hand on my knee
I’ve got some time to spare
Instead of making it right
We like to cut off our own noses in spite
You’re so terrified of what’s to come
But all the future does is move along
We can cast a shadow over every time
We’ve ever been dead wrong
Because you know we’re dead wrong
And I’ve got a feeling it’s beyond repair
But you can rest your hand on my knee
I’ve got some time to spare
Instead of making it right
We like to cut off our own noses in spite
Oo, oo, oo, oo, oo, oo, oo, oo, oo, oo, oo, oo
So much for a clean break
Chalk it up to a series of mean mistakes
But we’ll both eventually be okay
Just give it some time to fade
from your brain
But I’ve got a feeling it’s beyond repair
But you can rest your hand on my knee
I’ve got some time to spare
Alone we might make it out alive
But we like to cut off our noses in spite
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