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Mexican Pistola
03:58
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I said it's over, can you come out of hiding.
You said you knew me then, but you don't want to know me now?
Well the shadows are people, and the wind it is their screams,
and they're trying to help me, I don't know what they mean.
No, I don't know, no I don't know.
All, we are is lies.
Do you think things have changed?
You can't plagiarize fame.
You're still the child just learning his place.
While the grey is being noticed, I don't say a word.
Can't you hear those seasons calling, just let the man burn.
And so, I give up, this apathy of quitters, who scream and scream for nothing.
And have I changed anything? Is it even right to know.
I don't want to know, let me let you go.
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Drug Thieves
03:15
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I met you once, some nights ago,
when I sold my soul to gain the world.
You said,
"You'd better quit while you're ahead,
but I know you wont listen"
So now don't you say,
that the "world is an oyster in your basket of eggs"
and we die in the end anyway,
let's focus on things that we lose.
Your beauty is an eye in the beast of a man,
so behold you beholder,
such ugly transitions.
So send all your praise through electric veins,
and the telephone calls keep the stumbles away, and,
let's rely on a mouse for the news,
wells the owls are hungry, elephants are used to you.
So lets waste,
and your days pass like sand through your hourglass face.
Don't you wait up for me,
but what are we doing.
No, don't you say.
No, don't you say,
that this is what you wanted all along.
No, don't you say,
No, don't you say,
That this is what you wanted,
and darling, are you not ashamed?
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Children's Trash
05:19
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It's telling to me,
your timing don't exist.
Oh no, not know.
I don't want to talk,
oh child, don't you know?
That I'm tired of your shit.
It's telling to me,
that you could have all but what you want.
The gem of your eye,
no, it don't fit mine.
My trash, it will become your treasure.
You're treasure.
Don't you ever go to sleep,
thinking that the residents around you will steal the dreams right under your skin.
You keep painting child and I'll keep up the singing.
And, don't you let the lack of love burden the eleven other men.
Don't you ever go to sleep,
thinking that the people all around you will steal the love that falls at your feet.
It's yours to keep and don't you ever take for granted.
And you don't have to lose the love to know that you had it all along.
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Children's Treasure
03:19
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And it's in the night,
when you drunkenly call up acquaintances or some friend that you hardly know.
As you flood the phone, and think,
Oh my god, how did I get so...
How did I ever get so low?
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Tales of a Fool
03:30
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It's not becoming of you, these tales of a fool.
The writing and the rambling, in a sea of ineptitude.
Your jealousy springs, all the wildest of dreams.
You're trampled by horses, in the wake of your wedding.
Save your heart.
It beats a billion times before you were ever meant to die.
Curb your thirst.
Your drink of lust has overflowed by envy of your flesh and bone.
You know something I don't.
And I'll never know, I'll never know,
who I make these useless comparisons to
They get me nowhere...
I'll let them go.
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Cigarettes
04:35
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Is this what you're waiting for?
Anticipation of giving in, the lesser man makes deals with the repetitious.
So it's safe to say that I've dried out, and I'm left with nothing wet.
And you swear you've heard all this before,
honey applause, to what's been done.
So find your solace in words, that you've heard over and over again.
Progress all your tales of love that's failed, and scream it again and again.
Well I've got nothing left, I might as well repeat myself.
Well I've got nothing left, I might as well repeat myself.
So you say that all of this has been done, no honey that's fine just sign me up.
Your movement comes from staying in one place, and your progress is overrated.
Your love is a stray dog, I'll give it shelter in my heart.
But I know it don't belong to me.
Before you please yourself, make sure you please everybody else.
Don't you know darling, this life aint for you.
So take what you create, and fit it into molds that they all say who you're supposed to be.
Or I'll stop writing songs.
Or I'll stop writing songs, if they're just not for me.
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I feel like a child at the racetracks, led by the hustle of the buckles and the boot straps.
And lord knows I don't care who wins, the horses turn to glue in the end.
Your fingertips slither like serpents when they wrap themselves around the shit with no purpose.
I'm a little bit beside myself, just let the thought of winning go slowly.
Slowly.
Well you say that your friends, your friends aren't your friends.
But you love them.
Do you love them?
Well you say that your friends, your friends aren't you friends.
But you love them.
Oh, you love them.
So I found love, buried underneath the rubble of the cynic that I'd become.
No no no, it's just who I was.
Oh my god don't let this be who I become.
I'll take it slowly.
Are you still wearing that dress your mother made.
When I heard you swear to God it didn't mean a thing.
And you were so scared to take that drive down South.
Well there is more than distance between you know.
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8. |
Everything goes to Shit
04:14
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Everything that you have ever known is out to get you in their motor cars.
Everything that you have ever known is not indifferent to how you please yourself, and everyone else.
Well our nature drives us to the cross, where we're told to nurture these impending thoughts, of how were all born wrong.
And we'll bestow upon ourselves and sedimental crown and claim this Earth as ours.
Oh, it's all ours.
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