1. |
Hot Record Russian
03:03
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Verse 1:
A linear mind surfaces the scratch
monetary gains absolve detached
relations, degration among our own flirtation
We'll raise a toast to the mundane
compare the toxins in our viens
I'll take another glass
to tolerate this social crass
Chorus:
Big brother watches while the kids from the street
push a dollar to a diamond from a dirty beat
With no clothes to wear and no food to eat
just a bottle full of poison and a song to sing
goin no- one here gets out alive
Suits and ties tell all the better lies
Verse 2:
Where are you going?
The parties just begun
You see your so minute
but i'll help you touch the sun
I can feed you empty promises
littered in gold and brass anamollies
Make the means a little quicker
hope you get a little sicker
Can you live livid with playful pridefull puns
to bless alliterated patrons on the run
HEY!
this is not what I meant by
freedom in a litigation
Comfort costs a working lifetime
indebted to a perfect nation
this is not what we meant by
freedom
this is no longer our system
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2. |
Liberty Kids
03:06
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Verse 1:
Our story starts down in east Tennessee
tryin to cross state lines with the law after me
I had a beer case taped to my license plate
so they can't run the numbers and can't see the state
My eyes began to shake so I reached for my stash to correct their mistake
But Before I could see, I had lost all control sent the car off the road
and the goods out my window
Verse 2:
Our next chapters in north Caroline
I had a deal that went south over whiskey and wine
so I made my way down highway sixty-four
to check on my buissness at the corner store
I arrived much too late
The entire place was up in flames
the smell of vengence was vile and ripe
it seemed my contrition was well applied
Chorus:
I've been amusing myself in the void
Why try and create when you can destroy
Unless my point is underlined would you read it at all or pretend your blind
Hello x3 can you hear me hellox3
Oh no you know I know that you fear me Oh no just know I know
Bridge:
I've gotta gun in my backseat I only use it when deaths in heat.
I loathe my sin in lullabies
Pour a round when a grown man cries.
Distance doubts its own demise
Speak to me in better lies.
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3. |
Falling Up the Stairs
03:21
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Verse1:
you spin your wheels just to roll my bones
you hear the cats callin you back home
but you want more and you want it now
just like a child thats been cryin out
Chorus:
There's nothing left for me to do
It's true time doesn't heal, it just buries our wounds
But I've got my ticket and its bought and payed
Cause I've known its time to leave and I know I've over stayed
Verse2:
comfort costs as seen on tv
but you poured it in a speak easy for me
I've tasted paper and plastic skin
and your taste is my original sin
But things are never what they seem
We were characters in each others dreams
our disasters were born from desire
lets be honest we were hiccups for hire
Chorus2:
There's nothing left for me to do
It's true time doesn't heal, it just buries our wounds
But I've got my ticket and its bought and payed
Cause I've known its time to leave and I know I've over stayed
I can't be your crutch, And I wont be your grace
you've had it on your own
you don't need me to brace
these midnight fuses to frail, fickle fires
have fueld the admired, amusement expired
and I'd rather go it alone then dress your wounds from home
Outro:
I left my silence in our airwaves
don't let me be the one to suffocate and sedate
cause I've been known to bury deep graves
the ones we step over before we're safe
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4. |
Midnight Sun
02:50
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Intro:
a 2d simulation for a 3d stimulation
cut yourself slack just to get it all back
an oasis of hydration
Verse 1:
you need a place to go amist the overflow
or play a different role for swaying status quo
(lets light the stairs on fire, in the neighbors cocktail attire)
You need a different scene, fortunately obscene
our dirty hands come clean within our serene dreams
Chorus:
Dance with me in the midnight sun
till we drop like fiends with a loaded gun
I've kept all the secrets that you've never heard
and I tell more lies than a gallows bird
So come dance with me in the midnight sun
x2
I'll keep you calm with the faded scent
of the hope in a young hearts testament
Verse 2:
I'll amuse you as we sort through all of your unsettled scores
(if you keep me close i'll keep you warm
if you keep me close i'll keep you)
I'll abuse you when you want to open all your barricaded doors
(if you keep me close i'll keep you warm
if you keep me close i'll keep you)
Chorus:
Bridge:
pin point pieces on how you feel
when this has lost its worth and it becomes surreal
do you pin point pieces that disappear
get away get away get away from here...
Outro:
They've left markers in this book
for other lost men to find
in hopes we'll read the passages
others like us have left behind
but instead we tread in this disease we spread
but instead we forget how we've been misled
but instead we tread in this disease we spread
we never sing until we learn how to dance
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5. |
Smile, You're on Camera
03:19
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Verse 1:
I hope I'm never this sick again
so pale and fragile to the present you believe in
contortioned hands and swollen glands
porcelain opinions taste so bland
and if you feel my dissaray, cover it with a nice display
we look this nice standing side by side so
Chorus:
hollow to a howl in the depths of the shallow
like the fresh of the foul have you heard this all before
when every tone attatches like the dressings on our scratches
remember to remember all the levers to the latches
I think I've lost my mind
It happens all the time
People with different names
Tend to breathe all the same
Its time to re-arrange
contracted human mange
I think I've become desensitized
Verse 2:
Hallucinations into decay
wash out the stains we left
color coding our cache
I've traded chills for a new ash tray
peel off the price tags so we don't have to pay
narratives record on our cassettes
cover them in a slew of condiments
can you read a compliment from threat
is it real if I'm paying you in debts
Chorus 2:
I think I've lost my mind
It happens all the time
maybe its all the speed
making my gums bleed
Maybe you're right and I
over analyze
End:
Is it strange
dancing in the dark
have we changed
the face of who we are
we stumble, we faction, we figure
our greatest, most famous
points that we disfigure
lay in between the seams
I've done this so many times, I can pretend
Where are my vitamins?
I've done this so many times, I can pretend
I need a lover I don't need a friend
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6. |
The Cotton Continental
04:36
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Verse 1:
A boy in black trims the fat of his soul for you
so he can fill his spoon
the boy in black makes his bed in a restaraunt booth, for you to be his muse
on the other side
Prechorus:
Theres no need for names when you've quilted your shame in a blanket at arms length
to shelter from the rain
Verse 2:
A girl in black will attack in a promise to you
before she makes her move
The girl in black roams the streets to find a quick release
before she remembers the other side
Verse 3:
I stopped the car so you wouldn't starve
you asked me to keep it confidential
The passenger seat became a suit
at the cotton continental
Chorus:
you can pray for me if need be but it wont mean a goddamned thing
I hear the colors of your mouth without the words you sing
And I'm left with only the cliche theme that buries my care
to my coverX2 discover
such simple truth
/my love for you
End:
Can you save a creep from the culture, as we lay our dead for the vultures
Can you save a creep from his culture, as we lay our dead, as we lay our dead
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7. |
Bipolar Babies
03:27
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Intro 1:
the lines on the road double as they erode
tumors on your lymph nodes
tip your waitress eat a host
babies are bipolar and adults are afraid
everyone believes in the stories that we make
Intro 2:
tiles on the street
seperate my feet
every train I take
collects my mistakes
like black snow flakes
verse 1:
when all your idols are dead
you remember all the things they said
when your whole family's fled
you feed off the skin you think you've shed
Intro 2:
like the tiles on the street
that seperate my feet
and every train that I take
to collect my mistakes
like black snow flakes
verse 2:
as the itch to a scratch
pay attention to the fine print dispatch
every basement we called home
flooded before our seeds were sewn
in patterns within tatters of what matters
is i'm flattered to have a place to
Chorus:
leave them be
false entities
in their cuts for keys
and when they've worn their wear
we'll reflect and repair as we and count to compare
can we leave them be
the false entities
in their cuts for keys
and when they've worn their wear
we'll reflect and repair as we and count to compare
Bridge:
I can speak as bluntly or as clear as you want
i'll either be your genius or i'll be your idiot savant
isn't it absurd to trust in the laws of observation
as we indulge in self righteous isolation
so you wanna fight that
so you can you write back
black snow flakes as an itch to...
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8. |
That's Just Dean
03:57
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A sea of twisted heads straighten the sheets
of their makeshift beds
as
I wake up with a cold infection
everyone here tastes better in sections
I wanna touch what I can't feel
In between breaths and movie reels
cause facts are facts regardless of the fiction
burning like wax on wilted diction
I've lost your translation
to the beat of my trangressions
Chorus:
everybody wants something for nothin
a punch drunk millenial mindset
the sun still sets on the highest moutains
natures first green is gold
everybody wants something for nothin
a punch drunk millenial mindset
the sun still sets on the highest moutains
reviving comatose souls
Verse 2:
Its nice to meet you
I've assumed your whole biography
and from what they've to me
I've heard your whole discogrphy
why dont we make believe
we've built our own democracy
It'll work just fine if you play along
and forgive any hipocracy
I dont remember what I'm doing here
self medication mostly endears
keep on scrolling for you to find
what I do next will blow your mind
Bridge:
pull the knot in the tethers of reason
your blood boils though the weather is freezing
a phsycological sidestep season
do you find yourself there
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9. |
Starving
03:07
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Intro:
They say the insane don't know they're crazy
Then do the awkward even know they're strange?
lets extract and retract in a new way to tax
what we view in review for our own riot act
Verse 1:
manipulation in a blank faced format
disintegration in the way that we distract
when all you see is machinery rustic by nature
in a human factory you'll no longer punch your time
counter clockwise for dimes
Chorus:
Are you starving now
to find another way out
Theres gotta be something more
you stand incomplete for the obsolete
but your indifference kills as it stays discreet
push the tablet through the foil
cancerous blood as black as oil
Theres gotta be something more
than death at birth for what your worth
Verse 2:
Every generic brand stays in high demand
and every poor mans death was forever planned
when we believe we've found our release in dissolusion
can we ever dissagree
would we ever disengage
to live outside of our wage
Bridge:
I've stood and watched
people kill over costs
when I had to steal
just to survive
End:
this is no longer textbook
without change I will state
I owe you nothing for existing and craving the knowledge to live in this place
but this is no longer textbook
and this has got to change
you teach us love isn't currency so I've learned my own foreign exchange
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10. |
Hey You! No, Not you
03:59
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Verse 1:
I've been keeping my distance sending patience through the wires
and I've been keeping quiet as a friendly face for hire
but this isn't going the way I planned
another touch toned terrorist turns his hands
from a gasoline gash that met her match
throwing stones in a river of american ash
And I told myself that I'd let it go
but possesion in obsession
has once again foiled my control
Chorus:
You know you drip into me (into me)
Like an I V of morphene (morphene)
another charismatic dope fiend that you make me
but it will never show (it will never show)
you've been in head, in my brain
like a never ending migrane (migrane)
a sickness I can't contain (cant contain)
But it will never show
Verse 2:
And I've known the derangement of my senses
from back door necromances and the phases of your moon
If simplicity is a factor here, we'll be sure to make this moment clear
Passion or conquest, wander where they will
to attend upon us still
Outro:
Now I've been keeping my distance sending patience through the wires
and I've been keeping quiet as a friendly face for hire
Now I've been keeping my distance sending patience through the wires
and I've been keeping quiet as a friendly face for hire
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Jaggermouth Charlotte, North Carolina
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survival of the fittest attitude."
Matt Wheeler-Vocals
Nic Pugh-Guitar
Nick (Jr.) Martinez-Guitar
Jake Porter-Drums
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