1. |
Start
03:49
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I hope
We're all
Distracted
Leave us ready
To leave it all
Leave us ready
To leave it all
I'll be peaking through
open speakers
Fingers needlepoint,
Stitch closed the hole
The hole
Hold you
Distract me
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2. |
Blood&I
02:44
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The weather isn't
I Feel time exit
Born into a featureless cave
Shadows flicker
Onto drywall
Don't know my family name
Blood's not the bond
it used to be
All I've got
my blood and me
Thirty thousand
Bad decisions
The walls come down
Blood on right
Mind on left
What's my family name
Blood's not the bond
it used to be
All I've got
my blood and me
My blood
Got me sick
Got me a bible
Blood on right
Mind on left
Blood on right
Mind on left
Blood And I
Will find a name
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3. |
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1: Preacher
just wait until you see what's in the immediate future.
because i'm now talking main line routes to the top of the bridge
and what's coming down the pipes will speed rock progress by a factor of ten
We'll tell a nuclear story
The little inspired spark
that swallowed what you knew
Like Surf Rock On The
Gulf Coast and
Then the fucking ocean explodes
Like Surf Rock on
Sendai shores and
Then the fucking ocean explodes
And Jesus it's our time soon
Back to back dry shots
Race to Money Make
Back to back dry shots
Like Surf Rock on
Sendai shores and
Then the fucking ocean explodes
And Jesus it's our time soon
2: Pulpit
And you knew
just what you
were doing
as a generation's kids
Loved on wilting flowers
Standing with
Knife in hand
Put young minds
Out of play
I thought you didn't want to die
Thought you'd never choose to die
A beach party
in a slasher movie
Thirty thousand
bad decisions
And you know
just what you
have done
you must know
I thought you didn't want to die
Thought you'd never chose to die
3: Sermon
i'll tell you another nuclear story
Some thirty thousand
Bad decisions
Shave the dead skin
And roll it up
Loser Ballast
Counselor
You're the foe
you'll be missed by plumage builders
Clean yourself
Clean the knife
I'm not one to fuck
That's alright
That's alright
Loser Ballast
Counselor
I'm your foe
A Solstice
A Pangaean Remix
To taint us both
I am this
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4. |
Go Out
03:13
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Shirts with brands and
Shifting sands and
The weeds that threaten your home
Say the funny thing
Or never do anything
With no means to be on your own
Why not sit by the side of the building
Why not travel to the court house
Why not see what the judge is wielding
Why not be the man who shouldn’t go out
He’d howl out his windows that night
And the filth came back to see
“I never meant to start those fights
They just never laughed with me”
Wind’s picking up
branches sticking up
Piercing through the screen
A sight of wildlife
Running, hiding for the night
Why not kick up dirt and scare the dogs
Why not look at your ankle's light
Why not explain to officer exactly what you were doing at five o' clock screaming at nothing, and then be very surprised that he does not laugh at your truer story.
Why not be the man who shouldn’t go out
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5. |
1988
03:15
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6. |
2011
02:52
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I lose nothing but pencils anymore
And it's not enough
So I made a plan
I miss nothing but heroes anymore
And it's too much
So I made a plan
It's us
Goddamnit it's us
I do nothing
Anymore
So I made a plan
It's us
Goddamnit it's us
Or it's me
And you're coming with
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7. |
Try To Run
03:01
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Warts on both ring fingers
Oh! to be worth an arranged marriage
Warts on both ring fingers
Oh! to be light like I want
Like I want
My young mouth was
Overrun by
sourgrass
Lead me down
Lead me down an
unseen hall
of my old school
And I'm gonna try to run
I am this censor
Am this ground zero
I'm gonna try to run
Happy sounds from dull minds
Solitare that solves itself
Hate-on hymnals take root
Stop young mouth Stop dumb mouth
Before It's too late
Fuck on top of
green coat fences
Falling down
Falling down I saw
my third cadaver
On lawn by cage
At my old school
I'm gonna try to run
I am this censor
Am this ground zero
I'm gonna try to run
I am this!
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8. |
End
01:14
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Hope you enjoy everything
I'm going to miss everything
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The Forums San Diego, California
2011-2014
A parable of a life nearly wasted. Heed all warnings that apply to you.
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