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untitled
01:48
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Palmetto
03:07
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I've never claimed to be a five star man
Never been the best at anything
It's never stopped me from trying my best
It's never made me feel like I was worthless
If it was the only thing I had to change I would
If it was the only thing I had I would
Palmetto trees don't make for the best shade
but I don't blame them for making me sweat
If they can rise up against the strongest ocean breeze
I can still make something real out of me
I built a sandcastle in the rain
Fragile and temporary
Let it all wash away
Let it all wash away
We'll start again
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3. |
Half Baked
03:45
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restless thoughts
destination nowhere
longest days
without any time to spare
searching for a certain kind of spark
maybe this one's just half baked
red eyes
I'm sinking into the couch
I coughed up my lungs until I couldn't breathe anymore
I still don't feel enlightened
Searching for a certain kind of spark
Maybe this one's just half baked
found the spark
turned the page
dawn arrives
how did I work so long
searching for a certain kind of spark
maybe this one's still half baked
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4. |
Ain't That a Shame
02:55
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Some might say they do it for justice
some might say they do it for love
But I know that's not always true
I don't know why we do the things we do
Ain't that a shame
Some might say they do it for country
some might say they do it for themselves
and I have to hope thats true
Even if they don't know what they do
Ain't that a shame
Dead men can never speak again
Their truth is made by somebody else
too many kids without a chance to be themselves
too many men without a chance
Ain't that a shame
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5. |
Supposed to Be
05:50
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Motionless
my mind is suspended like a cymbal
thoughts crashing into my skull
subject is always you
Everything is the way it's supposed to be
broken glass
cause everything is broken and smashed
you're thinking its time to hit the road
but the rubble in which I live is still our home
everything is the way it's supposed to be
speechless
sewn shut with the threads of your soul
nothing needs to be explained here
if I have to I'll take off alone
everything is the way it's supposed to be
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6. |
Fade
03:34
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Found myself alone in a forest today
Decided to stop and rest for a while
As those leaves fell around me
I came to realize I'm fading away
Found myself alone on a beach today
Sun was beating down my bare back
As those waves crashed around me
I came to realize I'm fading away
Found myself alone on a mountaintop
World stretched out for miles below me
As I took this all in
I came to realize I'm fading away
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7. |
Pretension
04:13
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You've gotta stop looking at me with those expecting eyes
We might be equals here but I'm doing just fine
I thought I was alright on the ground
But something in my head turned me around
These days I'm shooting myself while you're shooting the breeze
Air blows out your head with the greatest of ease
My head is full of lofty ambitions
Now conversing with you is an act of contrition
You wanna follow and I wanna lead
And besides I've got a massive ego to feed
All I want is the world at my fingertips
Word of god sitting on my lips
And I'll be smiling through my teeth
While I'm dying underneath
You say I should expect the worst
Well I'm going out with a burst
You're never going to see me
You're never gonna see me the same way again
Stop
I don't want you to cry
But these days I don't see you and I on the same page
We've been tossing and turning for days
I'll play the god and she'll play the preacher
She says she believes but I know I can't reach her
This world is mine no reason or rhyme
and I can't find the reason
To take the time to explain to you
Who you're talking to, It's all that I'm willing to do
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A fading flicker of light as some fake punk tries to be convincing
that all of life is too hard and we deserve it all
I find that hard to believe
They're yelling into a microphone and wearing spikes and leather
but i don't really think it's working
cause last week I saw a prep school girl in white converses
and my doctor's wearing doc martens
You say you're looking for something to believe in
I wouldn't listen to a word I have to say
I'm moving in reverse back to my house as cars zip by the other way
I think I'm feeling sick from everything I read
I've been jaded since I was 23
Maybe it's from all the trophies I just got for trying
They're in a box gathering dust just like yours
I've never really had to work that hard
God I've never really worked that hard
You say you're looking for something to believe in
I wouldn't listen to a word I have to say
we've had everything we've ever needed for all our lives
but we're still not satisfied
So I'll drink until I become another person
And I'll regret this more in the morning
I'm still not working very hard
God I've never really worked that hard
You say you're looking for something to believe in
I wouldn't listen to a word I have to say
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