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Waiting
02:35
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A situation both distant and dire
A generation that'll never retire
Educated and enslaved in debt
Need four roommates to pay the fucking rent
Hedge your bets with Heaven
Escape your debts in death
Bleed yourself dry of time to spend
On waiting tables or waiting for this to end
Media to sedate and distract
Image of self to keep intact
Sense of security that we all seek
Full availability for 20 hours a week
Hedge your bets with Heaven
Escape your debts in death
Bleed yourself dry of time to spend
On waiting tables or waiting for this to end
I'll wait for the end
I'll wait for the end
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2. |
Average Tragedy
02:35
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Each day you spend in that room starin’ at a screen
Fillin’ up your mind with images that mean nothing
Work scrubbing dishes just to pay your rent and eat
But you know that it’s inane ‘cause you’ve given up your dreams
You’ve never changed your ways, You’re still stuck at the beginning
You’ve never given life a second thought
Today is just another one of the many
I think it’s time you start
Day to day expenses consist of beer and gasoline
You barely tread the ground you’ll soon be underneath
Won't ever change your ways, You’re still livin’ in the past
Too hard to give life that second thought
Today could be the best part
I think it’s time you start
You're an average tragedy, not you're not rare
you could have been anything that you dared
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With all the time that we spent together, Like brothers with separate last names
Through all of life’s tabulations, I was there to share in your pains
Now it seems everything’s changing, And much too often I’m far away
As if this were and ending, I started wondering who was to blame
It wasn’t you who, It wasn’t you who left us this way
It wasn’t you who, Does that mean it was me?
Well it seems you got hooked on the bottle, 22 I guess I’ll do the same
While I still lack the solution, it might feel better if I say
It wasn’t you who, It wasn’t you who left us this way
It wasn’t you who, Does that mean it was me?
It wasn’t you who, It wasn’t you who left us this way
It wasn’t you who, Does that mean it was me, No!
It wasn’t you who, It wasn’t you who left us this way
It wasn’t you who, Does that mean it was me?
It wasn’t you who, It wasn’t you who left us this way
It wasn’t you who, Does that mean it was me?
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I know I said I'd always be there
That all you ever need is call
but you made a hobby of being a nightmare
Dragging the rest of us down as you fall
I really need you to leave me alone
I mean it this time when this call is over
I'll hang up the phone and I won't call you back
so don't call back
It isn't like you're a weekend warrior
Blacking out on a Monday night
Should I have sent you a courier
to ensure that you heard me right
I really need you to leave me alone
I mean it this time when this call is over
I'll hang up the phone and I won't call you back
so don't call back
You might be the world's worst confidant
sold those words to have something to say
to nobody in-particular vent
your frustrations away away away
I really need you to leave me alone
I mean it this time
this call is over
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5. |
Enlighten Me..
02:30
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What am I sposed to do
Is it what you would do
With all that you pursue why do you follow through
Is there a place im sposed to be
Is this where Im sposed to be
Do I believe in destiny or some fucker controlling me
I don’t think you know,
& I don’t really care because
I live the way I want as often as I can
There isn’t a dream worth sleepin in
No Oz or Wonderland awaiting me
Here is the only place that I’d want to be
Is there something you can see
Is it something that I should see
Do you believe that it’s the key to finally enlighten me
What am I tryin to say
Is it something I should say
Will I turn old and grey wishin that I had lived your way
I don’t think you know,
& I don’t really care because
I live the way I want as often as I can
There isn’t a dream worth sleepin in
No Oz or Wonderland awaiting me
Here is the only place that I’d want to be
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Thanks for Coming out
03:48
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I heard you were home the other day
You ignored my call
I left a voicemail anyway
A lost connection
A void to fill
A fading friendship
A dying will
To pretend that you care still
Met you at Joe’s this Friday last
Once more I forgave
What you’ve done in the past
Fake a smile, Check your phone
Bored to tears, I should’ve known
You’d rather be left alone
Thanks for coming out
You said you would but I
I had my doubts
You say that it’s been it’s fun
Even though I know you had none
So Thanks for coming out
I heard you were home the other day
You ignored my call, I left a voicemail anyway
A lost Connection, A void to fill
A fading friendship, A dying Will
To pretend that you care still
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Annual Wreckage
03:56
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An annual wreckage in my head
Holidays now spent in bed
Recounting how some scars once bled
Unlike knowing that you're dead
We all knew it'd come to this
It's so God damn predictable
Savor the momentary Bliss
Slow onset of loneliness
There's nothing more detestable
than one more face I'll have to miss
A timeless series I won't forget
every actor and soubrette
Who ever graced the stage and let
Me learn from my regret
We all knew it'd come to this
It's so God damn predictable
Savor the momentary Bliss
Slow onset of loneliness
There's nothing more detestable
than one more face I'll have to miss
When everything's said and done
I'm the one on the run
From all my ghosts of New Year's past
A little longer in the Sun
Never hurt anyone
A cadaver rests in his birthplace
Will I forget his face
Will I forget his face
We all knew it'd come to this
It's so God damn predictable
Savor the momentary Bliss
No more time to make amends
We suffer loss' consequences
one more face I'll have to miss
One more face I'll have to miss
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