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No Way
04:36
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The sun fell through those midway lights and it never seemed so hard
Fluorescent brother, blink your eyes - the conspicuous car behind the bar
It’s a web of lies that you can’t help but despise, but it’ll do you no good
To certain men your face, your name - they’re understood
But there’s no way, no way
There’s no way, no way
We’ve done everything right, down to the second, we’re on our way
Blood red carnations on our coats and they look okay
Driving over mirrors with the sun so clear and our hearts still beating
Everything started near to the edge of the sea and the gasoline
But there’s no way, no way
There’s no way, no way in the world
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Bore
03:18
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I still don’t know what you’re talking about
Can’t even hear you and I know you hate to shout
Branches on the roof, get a ladder for the kid
There’s a spider on the window waiting for a little wind
Bore a hole in me, bore a hole in me
I think it’s love
A knock on my door and a tap in my side
Remember me baby, every breakfast time
It’s fine in the freezer, a soul in the snow
It’s 5 in the morning, don’t you know I’ve gotta go
Bore a hole in me, bore a hole in me
I think it’s love
I’m sure we fit into this somehow
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Neon Winter Lights
04:42
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Turn everything off, I hear a voice devoid of heat
Calling my name from across frozen streets
Waiting for your cue like some ancient socialite
Hammered out on Washington ‘neath the neon winter lights
February midnights don’t leave much else to do
Than do the space-heater waltz in a quiet, lonely room
But the chill of repetition only wants to start a fight
Let’s go and freeze our faces off ‘neath the neon winter lights
There’s a numbness in this joint, the mood is getting sour
The bus cheap enough to get me home won’t come for another hour
To the north, to the east, and up a thousand flights
And out of my lungs into the neon winter lights
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Eyelashes
01:48
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It’s good to be good looking, it’s good to be good looking
It’s nice to be nice to the nice
It’s good to have mirrors, it’s good to have fears
It’s nice to look into to those eyes
And we’ve got lashes for miles
Eyelashes for miles
For our rotten old noses to our dirty old toes
There’s an ugliness in every cell
But lashes make you forget, ‘cause they’re enough to offset
The lousiness everywhere else
And we’ve got lashes for miles
Eyelashes for miles
It’s good to be good looking, it’s good to be good looking
It’s nice to be nice to the nice
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Little Savior
02:59
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Little savior soul, like an overcast horizon
Slipping into thunder, running on the brink of poison
But time skips and sinks into ephemeral failures
Time tries to fly behind every little savior
Bells from an unknown church, ring around your storm
Breakfast on the corner, here to keep you warm
Don’t look at me like it’s some kind of broken favor
Don’t look at me like I’m your little savior
The ugly summer air is out of place in this hole
Waiting for the last dance to come and take you home
And my baby’s trees are littered with toilet paper
And a southern rain pours down on every little savior
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Worrying
05:42
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She says she’s serious
And she won’t be there to meet us in any loading zone
Listen, she’s alright
She’s a vibrant satellite in February snow
She hasn’t touched a drink, and you’re lost in a blink
But on the corner or the can you’ll come back again
Cannonball into the pool
He could power every tool with the speed he swims
He somersaults and flips
So be sure to grab some chips before they disappear
Someone’s clinging to the window, but today is not the day
I rake you up, rake you up from the grass again
I’ll be waiting as long as I can
Try my best to be the last in line
I’ll be waiting as long as I can
Providing everything goes right
She’s says she’s worrying
About every little thing her baby says and does
He’ll be nearly an old man
Before she makes the plans to get young again
For the eternally elastic, death melts into plastic
Drink it up, wash it down, you little waterfall
She says she serious
She’ll be coming around to meet us at the party now
She’s adjusting well to heavenly love and sleepless hell
And she’s earned this now
Now you’ve found someone to talk to
It really nearly shocked you
Now you’ve got someone to spend the rest of life worrying about
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Out of the Question
02:35
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Come on to the courthouse, bring along your dog
Liven up the feeling of this cemetery jog
With love being out of the question
Will you wait until I’m gone?
Meet me at the hospital, it won’t be long
Meet me at the place we’ve known all along
With love being out of the question
Will you wait until I’m gone?
I’ve been thinking all day long
I don’t think we get along
With love being out of the question
Will you wait until I’m gone?
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Stay Out
02:37
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There’s a lot of people in this town I never want to see again
You’ve got some time to reach the top, but you’ll climb as fast as you can
You must have given up 30 years ago, but you linger in the air
Leaking gas into honest dreams of the ones who wish you cared
And I’ll follow my own sun and I’ll spit inside your shoes
Stay out of my world, I’m not here for you
There’s a dying man in your minivan, his sister starts to cry
There’s blood on your grocery bag and nothing in your eyes
I feel sick to my soul on any ground we share
Stay out of my world, I didn’t ask you to be here
And there’s a big grey house on fire, there’s a TV in your mind
There’s a pale kid floating in the pool, you could have sworn that he was fine
Now everything is quiet, everything is nice
Everybody knows your place in their lives
But know that anywhere I am is no place you oughta stay
Stay out of my world, I’m only here for me
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Plastics
03:55
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Plastics are my life before I’m even out
You’ve got it, you’ve got it
I’ve noticed that you can’t stop it
You’ve got, you’ve got it, I’m gone
Something ran away, deep into the years
Someone’s picking up all our broken mirrors
You’ve got, you’ve got it, you’ve got it, I’m gone
The highest whistle blows, the highest whistle blows loud
Plastics are my life before I’m even out
Where is she? Did she come by here?
I saw things behind the screens of fear
Did she come? You’ve got it, I’m gone
Stop it, can’t you read?
Start it over from the very beginning
You watch it, I’m gone
The shrieking whistle blows loud
Plastics have become my life before I
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All Along
03:22
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Where have you been? I was here all along
Where have you been? I was here all along
I’ve always been here all along
I’ve been here all along
If it’s me that you’re missing
Let go and listen
If it’s me you’re missing
Love your mind and listen
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