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Verse
I don’t appreciate your phone call Wednesday night
As I was choking on a bottle we could light
These trembling hands and bad decisions that I made
On a mountain built of truth but climbed in vain (Nietzsche quote)
I remember waking up felt baked on the blistered sun
Should have taken chances from a bottle to the gun
Like a Prozac zombie trapped in memories that fade
Constant state of fog and a great smile so full of grace
CHORUS
caught in a trap, IM caught in the rafters I
Committed all my crimes
I bet that you believe that you’re the one
Who saved me from that life
And oh I heard your words and damn deceiving
Telling stories way to fake
To make it look like I’m the one to blame
caught in a trap, hanging from the rafters I
Admitted all my lies
and in the end you see images you want
Through your closed eyes
we both got a secret you’re damn conceited
Kicking, screaming, calling names, but we both know
That you’re the one to blame
Verse
Started working harder to prove all the voices wrong
They were trapped in side my head but suddenly they’re gone
And I’ve made it out a battered soul no worse for wear
This all made me smarter and I feel a lot less scared
Been a long long time but now I feel our paths are stuck
Every couple years I know you’ll suddenly pop up
Well it kills me not because of fear or false conjecture
But from all the wishing that your car stalls in those Chicago Winters!!!
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2. |
Seven Inch
05:43
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Verse
I can’t believe that, you’re not calling
I’m the one alone today, but you’re the one who really dropped the ball
And now your proof is
Now your covers blown
You’re narcissistic I bet you believe
Your words so prophetic and your soul is pure, your handsome, quite adored
It’s a mistake that
It’s the one mistake you make
This storied drama, clocks and broken passion
A brawl so pure and elegant, the words and movements fast and quite adorned
Let them sit back
Lets sit back and wait
Verse
Friends are noisey, all feeling sorry
The conversations taking place, the back and forth the rumours spilling out
Their all confused and
Angry at them both
A bit narcissistic, some choosing sides
We all knew he’d end up a wretch, well guess what kids we all think that she’s a bore
Let them move on
There’s so little sentiment
It’s a storied drama, the end of built up passion
We love, we lose, never content, the pace to fast, our feelings quickly thrown
Then we sit in silence
Then we all sit back and wait
Chorus
(I) I know I’m not leaving home just for fun
(YOU) You feel it’s the start of a something
(WE) We know we’ll be back here with bells on
Another stupid band with aspirations
(I) I know that I’ll miss you through summer and
(YOU) Just please keep our counter seats empty
(CAUSE WE) We hope that we’re helping a movement
Killing time and cells on the open road
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3. |
Punk Song
04:47
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Verse
You’re Only 23 but creeping up on 50
Well you’re so cool standing there tattoos and piercings
Lonely as a ghost in a room so full of friends
Who never knew quite as well as I thought I did
Still going to shows, and listening to Jesse
Like you’re his Muse, you say your middle name is daisy
But I’m solid as a fence and your fist’s gone way past broke
Your existential break turned out to be a joke
Do you remember all those Thursday shows
Or that Texas is the Reason
I have Feared Before The March Of Flames, but please leave don’t Say Anything
And if you need me Ill be Running with a Band of Horses
I tried to buy a home from Sunny Day
But the grounds so full of Mineral
And Id swear now Underoath that someone’s Poisoned the Well
So now Im drinking down on State St. at the Neutral Milk Hotel
Chorus
I THOUGHT THAT YOU CAME HERE TO SAVE ME
ITS DANGEROUS TO START SOMETHING
WE KISSED AND IT SEEMED LIKE A DAYDREAM
BUT SOON We’ll BE GONE AND ALONE
FRANTIC I SHOULD BE DOING SOMETHING
LIKE SCREAM AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS
WE KISSED AND IT SEEMS LIKE A DAYDREAM
AND NOW WE ARE DEAD BROKE AND GROWN
Verse
As king command Off With Their Heads, cause our Clashes all seem useless
I am broke but I will Rise Against, what a Misfit sense of sentiment
I am Joan of Arc in the worst of ways, an Adict and Im struggling
Ive got Broken Bones and Promise Rings, Im a fake a full Fugazi
I Refuse to let your bullshit in, riding down to Brandston
Just me an Owen, Lights and Motion, for The Love of Everything
Verse
You’re Only 33 but creeping up on 50
Tattoos and booze just standing there now drunk and angry
Still lonely as a ghost, in a room with to few friends
Who never liked you quite as much as I thought I did
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The Duder
04:11
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Verse
You say youre full of sincerety
I think that your halfway there
You say you think youre sorry
But Im the one that sees youre scared
You made your damning choices
And wish that you could take them back
Youre running away from all you feel
Regrets caught up to you once again
I can see you’re here to argue
Though I have keys to your secret locks
You’re the one with blood on your hands
And that boyish look of paradox
You could have given me a little help
In the moments I was clearly spent
But you chose to gawk and laugh it off
I had no choice but to end it all
Pre-Chorus
This is so callous and cruel
You stole all your stories and we’re the bloody fools
Chorus
You write like a dream
But youre a disaster
Why don’t you tell another tale or two
Cause you seem consumed
And summer is ending
You’ve left the bitter stench of tragedy; it’s the scent of your perfume
Verse
The blackest ink has faded fast
And your memories of our finest days
I bet the twins have you on your toes
Or is it Anne that sways your lasting gaze
The lillies died decades ago
And the weeds like violence turned to dust
Though you’ve sworn me fair, its all unclear
I take my path although its austere
Interlude
You’ve lost your way
Now William figure it out
I’ve read your tomes how insincere
The plagues getting closer
My lungs are a wreck
And I fear my end is near
Remember my name
Please darling say it again
As yours is my passing breath
Ill keep all your secrets
Those little regrets
And the words you stole from Kit
Chorus
You write like a dream
But youre a disaster
Why don’t you tell another tale or two
Cause you’ve been consumed
And summer is ending
You’ve left the bitter stench of tragedy; it’s the scent of your perfume
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Matt=Guitar & Vox
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