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Approximate Alive!
01:30
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Material houses, they don't make a home
So I was orphaned by home town
And you are now in conscious control of your breath.
And I can see the ducks sleeping by the trampoline
And I'm feelin' like a mother-fuckin' beauty queen, Oh yeah..
Oblivious to the world that's all around me.
So don't try to fight that feeling...
That you're living in the between...
Or what you want, and what you need
And what's expected of you from the people you love.....
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Everybody's losing their minds...
And I'm disappointed, in my skin, almost all the time....
So I'm just doing what makes me feel alright,
And I love my filthy habits because they're always on my side..
At the time...
So now I feel at home.
And I'm trying not to keep myself quite so alone...
But it's the overwhelming side-effects of too much information...
That keeps me scared to hold onto anything...
And I wonder if I'll always be this broke...
Because I'm sick of truly feeling like I'll always feel this low...
And I am so damn scared....
OF EVERYTHING IN FRONT OF ME 'CAUSE I"M ALWAYS UNPREPARED!!!
So now I feel at home....
And I've been trying not to keep myself quite so alone...
But it's the overwhelming side-effects of too much information....
It keeps me scared to hold onto anything....
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Mr. Birthday
02:54
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I never hear about you now....
I never wanted so bad to miss a turn-out.
'Cause after all that you've been through....
You don't need me, you just need another song to drink to....
And it's not fair for me to tell you what to do.....
And I don't care...
...But that's caring more than you....
Every night when I go to bed...
I'm scared I'll wake up tomorrow and you'll be dead.
So, I guess I've given up.
Sometimes to survive, you just gotta not give a fuck!
And it's not fair for me to tell you what to do...
And I don't care...
...BUT THAT"S CARING MORE THAN YOU
YOU CARNIVORE
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4. |
Living Hell
02:05
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Between your bank account, lover's mouth,
Everything you care about....
It's all just piss and moan, eating crow, and everything's a looming doubt.
So won't you be somebody that your daddy'd be proud you'd be!
Just like the man he could have been, only if it hadn't been for me!
And I know that line too well...
So I believe in the living hell...
Just like the tides, inside me swells...
And if the whole world's going to hell...
THEN I'M NOT WEARING CLOTHES TONIGHT!
It's all just sticks and stones, broken bones,
If there's no heart, is there a home?
And who really cares if we're held by those binds of old?
'Cause its a self-fulfilling paradigm,
Just carving words and counting time...
"Nobody can save you if you never do what you're told...."
And I know that line too well....
So I believe in the living hell....
Just like the tides, inside me swells....
AND IF WORLD'S REALLY GOING TO HELL....
THEN I'M NOT WEARING CLOTHES TONIGHT!
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5. |
Bastard & the Moon
03:12
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It's the bastard & the moon,
An offensive joke that's told too soon.
It's the preacher in his confession booth who's masturbating...
And I've been giving all my time to shitty jokes and cheap-ass wine..
I ponder old friends who have died and how they're decaying...
So now I can't sleep so the moon keeps me company
And no other friend makes me feel so small...
And now I see that I can see all that's in front of me...
It just took me to the end of fall... When I lost it all...
And I've been writing songs like I've got record deals..
But the fact of the matter is, No one cares at all...
And It's such a shame when the thing you love,
You'll never ever ever make a livin' off, oh no....
So now I can't sleep so the moon keeps me company
And no other friend makes me feel so small...
And now I see that I can see all that's in front of me...
It just took me to the end of fall... When I lost control...
Until changed it all...
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Terri Schiavo
02:40
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Poor Terri Schiavo....
They put her on T.V......
She got her fifteen minutes of fame....
But she couldn't move, she couldn't even speak...
Are you? Are you in there?
Are you? Are you anywhere?.....
Now my father's in his grave, but he still ain't got nothin' to say...
And if he did anyway, I wouldn't give the time of day...
Are you? Are you in there?
Are you? Are you anywhere?.......
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