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Monster
02:24
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Why, oh why, am I stuck this way?
Just take a deep breath, accept it, it's okay.
But that's hard you see, when I can't be
The perfect man, with good looks -- the man so astonishing.
See I'm a monster, I've got four eyes and a knife where my heart should be.
And you're wrong, it's not true, don't sell me lies to try and reconcile me.
Seems he's floating around in ecstasy, I'm bound
By the midnight sun, so when it comes just leave me alone and let me run.
Let me run.
Please, oh please, let me slip away.
Though my body is transient, my soul remains.
Hollow eyes hide the signs of pain,
So cast me out into the pouring rain and let me run.
See I'm a monster, I've got four eyes and a knife where my heart should be.
And you're wrong, it's not true, don't sell me lies to try and reconcile me.
Seems he's floating around in ecstasy, I'm bound
By the midnight sun, so when it comes just leave me alone and let me run.
Let me run.
Let me run.
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2. |
Going Home
03:28
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The saying home sweet home don't mean to much to me.
The yellow line's my guide, the pavement set me fre.
My mama always told me, "be careful who you love, 'cause they'll pull you away from where your heart is".
But we all know about forsaken advice, and with a turn of a key my soul departed.
Left my hometown, in a haze of gasoline -- burnt all the bridges on the way.
This love could drive a man insane, but it amazes me the distance that one fortnight could bring.
Been past the gallows, I drove into the dust -- my tired eyes begin to close.
But still, I've yet to find a home, 'cause a man's roots can't settle on a highway made of stone.
Yet my lover has a grip on me, as I ride along her curves -- she always leaves me wanting more.
She's my affliction and I don't know what's in store, but the road is my mistress and she cannot be ignored.
So now I'm sitting old and broke, both heels in the dust -- living's struck a lonely chord.
I sent my life and family packing out the door, so this one last time I'll ride, I'll push my pedal to the floor.
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Solitaire
03:48
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Oh god, please someone, let me out.
There's smoke coming through the floor.
Oh mercy, please, you know I scream and shout.
Know I won't see you anymore.
Let go the wound, let it fester.
'Cause girl you gotta learn to let me go.
Put down that medicine, because sugar won't help it down.
I'm gonna knock it to the floor, knock it to the floor, knock it to the floor.
Get out, get out, get out, get out.
Get out, get out, get out, get out.
Out, out, out.
Get out, get out, get out, get out, get out.
Girl, you're just a pill that won't go down.
Train's coming for you, down the line.
Once you were my queen, you wore the crown.
Welcome aboard, this is your time.
Bring out the cards, I'll let you deal.
I care, you're scared, it's in the air.
Put down that medicine, 'cause I'm reaching fever pitch.
I'm gonna play a game of solitaire.
Get out, get out, get out, get out.
Get out, get out, get out, get out.
Out, out, out.
Get out, get out, get out, get out, get out.
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4. |
Girl On My Mind
04:03
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Once knew a girl, did dealings with the devil,
Held the sky in her eyes.
From her head, like chocolate, smooth and dark.
Devil kissed her lips,
Left his imprint
Forever soft and red, forever in my head, leaving these voices recounting words I've never said.
Try to speak from lifeless lungs, the space in my mouth is filled,
Filled to the brim with bricks.
Look over and see her smile,
A subtle smile that sinks into my heart and skin
'Cause,
She was the girl on my mind,
She was the girl on my mind,
She was the girl on my mind,
She was the girl on my mind.
Climbing up on ladders, only to go back down on a slide,
And she's not there to catch me.
Contemplating these matters, am I committing suicide,
Or will she be there to stop me? No.
She was the girl on my mind,
She was the girl on my mind,
She was the girl on my mind,
She was the girl on my mind.
Eyes like an owl:
Searching for answers.
Feeling small, like a child playing with matches:
Will I light the spark, or will I burn it down?
I'm getting nightmares in the day,
And I'm daydreaming at night.
Will I get my way?
Will I hold her, will I love her, will I be in her life?
She was the girl on my mind,
She was the girl on my mind,
She was the girl on my mind,
She was the girl on my mind, mind, mind, mind, mind.
She was the girl on my mind,
She was the girl on my mind,
You were the girl on my mind,
I think I've lost my mind.
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5. |
Smoker's Ballad
03:56
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Tarred perfume, burnt paper.
What have you fed me?
Sweet smoke, dusty tang.
Why have you misled me?
Pull the leaf past your lips.
Ash clips your fingers.
Revel in chemical peace.
My trouble lingers.
I know.
It's suddenly clear.
This freedom I feel.
It's all smoke and mirrors.
My desperation,
Stretched thin over a cigarette.
My two white dove flew away.
God knows when I'll see them again.
Lost inside misguiding light,
Deep in dependence I reside.
Grimestone and gasoline, they fuel my nicotine dream.
Is each exhale a sigh of relief? Oh, how I wish, oh I wish it could be.
I know.
It's suddenly clear.
This freedom I feel.
It's all smoke and mirrors.
Take me away.
I know.
It's suddenly clear.
This freedom I feel.
It's all smoke and mirrors.
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6. |
Honeybee
03:39
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Honeybee,
You know you're such a sight to see.
Give it time,
You know that I can't set you free.
Honeybee,
You wait for your golden birds,
To fly.
To break you free from the bonds of mother earth.
So high,
Need to release all this pain,
So you fly,
Fly away to snow white plains.
Honeybee,
You know you're such a sight to see.
Give it time,
You know that I can't set you free.
Honeybee,
You know I just can't take you home with me.
It's your mind for which I pray
And not your body.
So if you won't stay,
Then please just go.
'Cause if you really wanna make it,
You've gotta make it alone.
Honeybee,
You know you're such a sight to see.
Give it time,
You know that I can't set you free.
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7. |
Down the Drain
03:25
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What am I doing here, in this place?
People shopping 'round, for their face.
I've got my nose pressed up against a window pane.
People shopping to hide their shame.
It's insane.
The world is sliding down the drain.
You've got me again, oh you can tell.
I'm holed up in this barcode prison cell.
You've got me again, oh it's easy to see.
Will we ever wake up, ever cease to dream?
It's insane.
The world is sliding down the drain.
Looking through the glass,
And I'm wondering if it'll ever crack.
Will the ice break?
When I walk across that frozen lake.
It's insane.
The world is sliding down the drain,
Down the bend, far past the end of what's seen on television.
Reality is slipping from me, baby, why do we keep running?
Tell me.
It's insane.
The world is sliding down the drain.
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8. |
Fickle Fiendish Friend
03:57
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Through the night, when I'm all alone,
I'm turn on these quiet lights, so I can rest my bones.
But,
These ghosts inside the outside of my head
Won't let me rest in peace, inside my bed.
Slick sheets and sweat and skin, manifestations of my sin,
Are the symptoms of my fickle fiendish friend.
Figures fleeting, flashing out of sight, in cinematic grainy tone.
The dark distorts the image of the light, ha.
Home sweet home.
Sound amplifies and fades without a trace,
And steals the innocence of sonic space.
You echo 'round the bend, but I guess I'll just pretend
That I didn't see my fickle fiendish friend.
Creature, creature, tell me, give me anything
To stem the blackened flowing of my dreams.
My darting eyes, I promise, will take anything
To stop the goddamn howling of your screams.
These ghosts inside the outside of my head,
Won't let me rest in peace, inside my bed.
And I'll cower to the end, though I know I can't pretend
That I didn't see my fickle fiendish friend.
These ghosts inside the outside of my head,
Won't let me rest in peace, inside my bed.
Slick sheets and sweat and skin, manifestations of my sin,
Are the symptoms of my fickle fiendish friend.
These are the symptoms of my fickle fiendish friend.
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9. |
Tall Tree Woman
03:36
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Tall Tree Woman
Can I count the rings?
Tall Tree Woman
Can I count the rings?
And though you're sinking under,
You find the breath to sing.
And though you're sinking under,
You find the breath to sing.
Your husband and your son
Slipped softly to the sea.
Your husband and your son
Slipped softly to the sea.
With a cry of desperation,
And a parting
With a cry of desperation,
And a parting
Tall Tree Woman,
Can I count the rings?
Tall Tree Woman,
Can I count the rings?
And though you're sinking under,
You find the breath to sing.
And though you're sinking under,
You find the breath to sing.
And death he gonna call,
He come knockin' at your door.
And death he gonna call,
He come knockin' at your door.
You smile sweetly, shake your finger,
"Don't come 'round here no more".
You smile sweetly, shake your finger,
"Don't come 'round here no more".
And though you're sinkin' under,
You find the breath the to sing.
And though you're sinkin' under,
You find the breath to sing,
And though you're sinkin' under,
You find the breath to sing.
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Bring out the cannons, boys, we need to move out.
You know this love won't go without a fight.
Said we're at war, grab your guns, man your stations,
We're gonna take 'em out tonight.
Call in the boots, planes, grab all that you've got.
'Cause both of us know this won't end well.
We'll tear them down, down, down
I'll look you in the eyes, here's what I'll tell:
You know if there's a hell, I'll take a you there.
If there's a hell I'll take you there.
If there's a hell I'll take you there.
I swear, I swear, I swear.
I swear I'll take you there.
Keep it locked, my precious heart.
Don't let them get it. Don't, don't let her get it.
I'd rather she come down to the river and watch me drown,
Instead of taking my life and throwing it to the ground.
So come on boys, full speed ahead (she's fast approaching)
And we are surely good as dead (if we do nothing)
I just want to go to bed, but you just sit here and pretend
That you're not screaming in my head.
You say,
You know if there's a hell, I'll take you there.
If there's a hell I'll take you there.
If there's a hell I'll take you there,
I swear, I swear, I swear.
I swear I'll take you there.
What happened to our hearts?
What happened to our hearts of gold?
What happened to our love?
What happened, what happened to the love that we used to hold?
I'm taking it out, letting it in, breathin' it out, breathin' it in,
Letting it all sink in.
I've been shot down, there's not much more I can do for us to win.
If I go down, I'll take you there.
If there's a hell I'll take you there.
If there's a hell I'll take you there,
I swear, I swear, I swear.
I swear I'll take you there.
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Cheers to you, my stone cold queen.
Maybe your loving was all in a dream.
Cheers to you, my stone cold queen.
Maybe your loving was all in a dream.
Aluminum trees
Leaves grind against my teeth.
Oh my, she's the god of my idolatry.
I topple mountains, but cower at her feet.
Blackest day, hottest night.
She lights my candle,
Just like the fires in her eyes.
And each one beckons, "come and follow me"
I stagger ever faithful, though I can hardly see.
Cheers to you, my stone cold queen.
Maybe your loving was all in a dream.
Cheers to you, my stone cold queen.
Maybe your loving was all in a dream.
You said, "I love you", then you left.
It took not but not three great nights.
After every photo, every word, every song I wrote in the great white, lively light.
The one you cast on me, you said I cast on you.
You were so happy, I was happy.
Now I'm drowning, sprawled across the ocean floor.
Alone.
Puddles in the night, blacker than my soul.
Dark reflection in no light, just like the deep dark hole.
The one you made, I fell into, and there's no coming out.
See, you buried me alive, regardless how I scream and these words I spout.
And oh I do, I do, I do, I do, said I do wish you well.
But my darling, how I really hope they serve revenge in hell.
On a cold, hard plate of ice -- just like the one you gave to me.
The kind that makes me lose my sight, get short of breath, and my ears they always ring.
So cheers to you, my stone cold queen.
Maybe your loving was all in a dream.
Cheers to you, my stone cold queen.
Maybe your loving was all in a dream.
And still I wonder if every word
Was only constructed,
Designed
From fading lines
Fleeting from your head
To further this play on my mind,
Where I've no self defense.
Cheers to you, my stone cold queen.
Maybe your loving was all in a dream.
Cheers to you, my stone cold queen.
Maybe your loving was all in a dream.
Maybe your loving was all in a dream.
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