1. |
recognized
01:02
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some people get high to be recognized
some people roll dice to be recognized
some people look nice to be recognized
some people use knives to be recognized
some people snort lines to be recognized
some people tell lies to be recognized
some people take lives to be recognized
lot of people gonna die to be recognized…
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2. |
no fun/party
05:56
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[Verse 1]
It's hard to have patience when you're waiting on luck
Like a postal truck, like a postal truck
To bring you a love as tough as elephant tusks
No chance of rust, no chance of rust
[Verse 2]
When searching for a reason, he could only find one
He said "You're just no fun, you're just no fun"
And if seeing you naked wasn't such a bargain
It would be a home run, it would be a home run
[Instrumental Break]
[Bridge]
I think I'm taking for granted
Every person that I've dated
Tells me I'm intimidating
Like a snake that's busy preying, hmm
[Verse 3]
I wanna be as dangerous as a dancing dragon
Or a steam engine, a loaded gun
Being loved for my hazard and a will to destruct
And isn't that just love, a will to destruct
[Bridge 2]
Isn't that just love
When you're no fun?
Isn't that just love?
[Outro]
So, you've cried every night in your bed
So, the plans worked better in your head
So, the knife is your date for the night
And the pill is your thrill for awhile
You'll miss out, you'll never wear those clothes out
And you'll regret the parties you've painted in bed
Don't feel sorry for showing up tardy
Don't be sorry for missing the party
'Cause somebody's party is missing you, too
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3. |
dickhead blues
05:25
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[Voice recording]
(Is it recording?) Yup- what up, Kara? Happy birthday, CC[?]. Uh... I know you're probably turnin' up but... just wanted to wish you a happy birthday and talk to you for a minute... but I hope it was a good one, Bear Bear[?]. Um, I hope yo- I mean it look like you're showing well. Keep killin' em, smack a white man, I'll talk to you later, peace
[Verse 1]
Damn the dickhead blues
When your time becomes somebody else’s refuge
Damn the dickhead blues
Make a vacation outta you
Damn the dickhead blues
When you are stuck sinking in someone’s lagoon
Like a spoon drowns in a stеw
What kind of meal are they making of you?
[Pre-Chorus]
Thinking cupid calls for you
End up gum on somеone’s shoe
Makes me feel like I don’t have a clue
[Breakdown]
My dilemma is always a dickhead
Who’s drunk on the daily news
Like coyotes in culottes
Clawin' for coffee in open-toed shoes
I'm no longer amused by losers
Who find themselves losing me
That’s why I choose
[Chorus]
I’m not as worthless as I once thought
I am pretty top-notch
I am pretty top-notch
I am pretty top-notch
I’m useful
[Verse 2]
Damn the dickhead blues
When ur feeling as broke as a bottle of booze
Damn the dickhead blues
Like a soda straw strangling you
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[Pre-Chorus]
Thinking cupid calls for you
And end up gum on someone’s shoe
Makes me feel like I don’t have a clue
[Refrain]
If I had a heart, if I had a heart
If I had a heart, if I had a heart
I’d know where to start, I’d know where to start
I’d know where to start, I’d know where to start
If I had a heart, if I had a heart
If I had a heart, if I had a heart
I’d know where to start (Start)
I’d know where to start (Start, start)
I’d know where to start (Start)
I’d know where to start (Start, start)
If I had a heart, if I had a heart
If I had a heart, if I had a heart
I’d know where to start (Start)
I’d know where to start (Start, start)
I’d know where to start
If I–
I’d know–
If I–
If I–
Know where
If I–
If I had–
[Outro]
I’m not as worthless as I once thought
I am pretty top-notch
I am pretty top-notch
I am pretty top-notch
I’m useful
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4. |
therapy
01:17
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every man thinks im his fucking mother
good for milk and good for supper
never asks if he can be my lover
special only when he suffers
he wants me
he wants therapy
he wants me
he wants therapy
therapy...
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5. |
pawnshop
02:38
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[Verse 1]
When you become somebody’s bandit
And their heart becomes your loot
What kind of player does that make you
Breaking your hearts and selling them too
[Verse 2]
You picked me in a pawnshop
I was used but good as new
Shiny as a tattoo
But permanent as party balloons
[Verse 3]
“Wake up, I wanna see you, darling”
You said to me one morning
This is why I'm always broken
You never did end up showing
[Verse 4]
I'm not a liquidated asset
I'm a sharper than a jewel
What kind of miner does that make you?
When I'm the gold and you're just a fool
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6. |
brain
03:39
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[Verse 1]
The rolling credits in my mind
Make me so aware of time
I have so many hours to waste
Calling your brain down from space
[Pre-Chorus]
Sleep isn't cheap
And your love is no currency
[Chorus]
You’ve gotta tell me you're ready
So I can sleep already
[Verse 2]
If your fear is what comes first
You'll run from love you deserve
I’ve got so much fear inside
You'll give me yours
And I'll give you mine
[Pre-Chorus]
Sleep isn't cheap
And your love is no currency
[Chorus]
You've gotta tell me you're ready
So I can dream already
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7. |
free
07:02
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when you’re good and free
don’t you bother me
when i’ve cleaned my sheets
don’t come callin to see
i’m not so motherly
i won’t kiss your cheek
i’m sure you’re someone’s baby
but it ain’t me
no it ain’t me
don’t you bother me
don’t you bother me
have you thought about
the price of my mouth
i think i want to call
but that would cost your all
yeah that would cost a lot
you promised every show
and studied all my notes
you could love me the most
but if it don’t show
then i have to go
don’t you bother me
don’t you bother me
can’t you see i’m free?
can’t you see i’m free?
don’t you bother me
don’t you bother me
can’t you see i’m free?
i’m free
i’m free
i’m free
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8. |
lily
02:57
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Lily
what ur mind can see
what ur mouth can sing
what ur hands can weave
everlasting, everlasting
you and i both know how this goes
i have to leave my home
and you have to leave your own
for that Minnesota cold
Lily
there’s a million songs
i could write you up
to extract our love
build a statue of
it outlives us
it outlives us
you and i both know how this goes
i have to leave my home
and you have to leave your own
for that Minnesota cold
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9. |
rat
07:53
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take the story of Rat who’s headed west
his buddy once told him he likes the girls there best
centuries of singers, men who pay their rent
waxing poetic of a woman’s innocence
rat was batshit and barely played a lick
he took to the highway high off headiness
he and his woman saw through an awful split
the road his only hope of falsifying it
come on come on come on down
come on come on down
the wheels will turn ur weary around
california calls him by his collar
his waves were ill behaved so now he doesn’t bother
shook the country from him like a cub clawing it’s father
couldn’t buy compassion cause it’d cost him 40 dollars
only thing that’s cheap
seems to be his dreams
even his defeat’s
costing him something
bargain bargain bargain bargain bargain bargain bargain
rat was eating trash out of the back of someone’s garden
what he wouldn’t give to eat some grits to start his morning
fascinated by the face of the woman who warms them
rat has made his bath
and this is one he’ll surely drown in
imitating tales of cowboy trails
and traveling men
hasn’t satisfied a single one of
his new women
the one he left alone is in their home
and busy hexin
come on come on come on home
come on come on home
at least she’ll probably bury your bones
country boys know better
than to leave that weather
they know
better
they know
better
and a country boy knows
that wherever he goes
it’ll show
it’ll show
it’ll show
it’ll show
come on come on come on down
come on come on down
bring our buddy rat back around
take the story of rat who headed west
his brain hallucinatin his ego in his chest
his friends they never told him it’d cost him close to death
at home his woman carves another kind of casket
the kind he gladly climbs
and closes himself in
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10. |
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why does the earth give us people to love
then take them away from our reach
why does the earth make us fill up the church
when the answers are beneath are feet
I’ve buried old and young
I’ve watched them lower a saint
we’re only waiting our turn
call that living ?
why does the earth give us people to love
then give them a sickness that kills
why does the earth make us pay for the dirt
are you saying the dead pay the bills
I’ve buried old and young
I’ve watched them lower a saint
we’re only waiting our turn
call that living ?
like aiming arrows at my eye
scraping the skin off of my thigh
trained my corneas not to cry
but they will not obey this time
no they will not obey this time
they will not obey this time
they will not obey this time
when we could barely read i stood beneath your latest masterpiece
you collected colored pencils
and sharpened them when they got weak
but just when you should sharpen me
the angels licensed you to leave
no trace, no teeth
lead me to the place you sleep
at the age of seventeen
your knees were weaker than a cotton sheet
i was still in disbelief
the sight of u was vanishing
we were going to start a band
hijack my folks minivan
actualize our silly plans
the lifelines written in our hands
i’ll make a promise to u then
if we can ever sing again
you sing those high notes high my friend
i’ll sing the low notes at the end
i’ll sing the low notes at the end
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11. |
curtains
05:55
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is my life a curtain call
or a cane that yearns to yank me off
am i worthy of applause
tomato shades parade my jaw
i’m afraid this game we play
will kill me if i leave its ways
curtains crafted to create
a veil between the bite and bait
i have sat in many planes
observed the way they are arranged
if you get to heaven’s gate
don’t expect to pay your way
castles near and dear to kings
will not survive what fire brings
i know i’m young but not naive
the kings will survive everything
i’m afraid this game we play
will kill me even if i stay
play this game for paper’s sake
just to have my name erased
you’re not the savior
i have paid for
wronged my wallet
just to know more
paid for language
and the wages
are the same
as who are frameless
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12. |
recognize reprise
00:49
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lotta people gonna die!
lotta people gonna die!
lotta people gonna die!
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13. |
liquor
01:13
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if i had the chance to offer
such a sight as when u saw her
then i wouldn’t have to wonder
why u knocked me off your roster
can’t buy love so i bought liquor
sick of cures that make me sicker
whiskey always wets the winner
in the land of TV dinners
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