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Tunnels
03:03
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Bury yourself deep inside of tunnels you don't build
You'll die besides the predators too hesitant to kill
You'll find comfort in disorder and rationalize the ends
You''ll ingest whats in front of us and cough up what lies within
Home, why dont you why dont you come home
You'll communicate through radios whose wires snake and turn
Deep inside of mechanisms, only built to burn
We'll laugh at the day ending if there's something in the sky
We'll swallow the moon whole before we choke on the daylight
Home, why dont you why dont you come home
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2. |
Wires Over The Sea
03:00
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She screams out loud so her thoughts aren't unheard
Seems she's running so fast that her legs won't carry her
We are blind on both sides and we can't
Tell what lies ahead
And through the window the sky's gone opaque
With both hands on the wheel
Feet searching in vain for the breaks
So we set our stakes
And we make our claims
We don't notice much
But we know it's not the same
Hang me out on wires over the sea
Through consequence to the blue and the green
And with this dark glass strewn about our feet
This is consequence in the form of a dream
The day has broke but the smoke hasn't cleared
This still this lingering sense of you on the air
And every lesson the cold air had taught her was
Washed out along with the sweat and the water
And while the snakes on her head
Take my body in bed
She'll try to whisper instead
Until the sky turns red
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3. |
Kennedy Song
04:00
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There's a ghost inside my sweater
Feel it breathing on my neck
It feels like best intentions
And vague signals that were sent
Now the flood light flickers,
Won't replace it til its out
The kind of half-assed warning,
That i can never shout
It's the fireworks exploding
So that you'll rest assured
That when the radios drowned out,
You'll remember what you learned
I'm gunna button to the top like a kennedy
I'm gunna sit up straight like my mom told me
I'm gunna bite my tongue keep my shoulders squared
Hand following the wall
Keeps me steady in the dark
And I'll always look away
I might be dizzy but you know i'll never sway
The lights that hit your forehead
And swallowed up your eyes
The river that was flowing
Out your throat into the sky
The chemicals that hit
And run from ear to ear
The country song you sing
When there's nothing else to hear
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4. |
City With No Soul
02:06
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Born in a city with no soul
Cast from iron 'cause they'd run out of their gold
But I've learned to walk on calloused feet
To never feel what was beneath
These streets that sucked and swallowed people whole
Could never find a drink to quench my thirst
And I've starved as my stomach always burst
But I've learned to grab beyond my reach
I've learned to eat with sharpened teeth
To devour all the ideals in my path
You don't have to call this home
You don't have to like being alone
You can say this all is killing you
But believe me you'll miss it when it's gone
I've learned to like the burning in my lungs
And I've beat a path in circles just to run
But I'll always cuss and scream and fight
Even if it's out of spite
Even if there is no getting back
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5. |
Better Judgement
02:06
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Why do you always have to get up and leave
Do you think you have better judgement than me
If you always stay up this late, than what's a little more
Before I say it, you already walking out the door
And you drink the river dry
You suck the color from the sky
And you paint it all red
With the color from your fingertips
The diner off the highway is always poorly lit
The coffee is burnt and there is never enough of it
Under the table like a trench, just swearing to God
That you're gunna make it home, you won't get caught
But then you leave it, you leave it, you let it rot.
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