1. |
Fertizoid
02:57
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Verse 1:
I'm nearly insane
and i'm breaking my legs just to push people away,
but my mind is lost and i'm sure thats never going to change
and i'm getting no where just keeping busy all day,
and i'm tired as hell but its a place i'd rather stay.
Chorus:
My car door won't close like it us to,
and the ceiling keeps coming down,
well where do i begin,
I've had all this time to start over again,
but i can't find the path i'm on.
Really i'm not the devils minion i just think theres a reason for my cynical ways,
but where did i mess up,
do i act like it's fine i don't need to lie but i think i'm out of time.
Verse 2:
What do i do to make it all succeed?
I don't have the tools to make the American dream,
But i'm nearing the end and now i have to take charge,
And i'm starting to realize how much the world sucks,
Or is it just me? Being cynical as fuck.
Maybe the stress is going to end up
Destroying my heart.
Chorus:
My car door won't close like it us to,
and the ceiling keeps coming down,
well where do i begin,
I've had all this time to start over again,
but i can't find the path i'm on.
Really i'm not the devils minion i just think theres a reason for my cynical ways,
but where did i mess up,
do i act like it's fine i don't need to lie but i think i'm out of time.
Bridge:
Well if this is the start of the shit in my life,
then what was the point of me fighting for time,
to keep what i made that became something,
and finding out that it was all for nothing.
I should,
I should of figured this out before,
Now i'm lying on the floor,
I should have figured this out before.
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2. |
Pennsylvania
03:10
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Verse 1:
Why did i bother if it was all for nothing?
I'm going through classes with the hope for something
I tried to hard to lose what i worked for
Was i being accepted in this shit of a town? Or
Was i just making sound so that
they can just hear me out
and i would not have to leave all that i worked for
but honestly how did i do this in the first place
I'm coming closer to the things i like.
Chorus:
Well if this is the start of the shit in my life,
then what was the point of me fighting for time,
to keep what i made that became something,
and finding out that it was all for nothing.
And the people will watch as i walk to my future,
and they'll stand and cheer as i leave what i slaved for,
What was the point? To make people happy?
Because they didn't notice that i was still fucking acting.
Verse 2:
This fucking heat it makes me feel disgusting,
And its like i'm finding stability with trying,
to get by these last few months here,
the dust is fading and now i can finally breath,
And i didn't have the time to stay,
I didn't have the time to say,
Who i was well did i even know
Why did i do this and who the hell was it for?
Chorus:
Well if this is the start of the shit in my life,
then what was the point of me fighting for time,
to keep what i made that became something,
and finding out that it was all for nothing.
And the people will watch as i walk to my future,
and they'll stand and cheer as i leave what i slaved for,
What was the point? To make people happy?
Because they didn't notice that i was still fucking acting.
Outro:
I'm leaving i'm gone i'm never gonna come back,
And why should i if all i get is that?
That shitty attitude that everybody gives to me,
I cant stand it anymore and it makes me not breath.
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3. |
Heathens
04:20
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Verse 1:
Remember the times when we were young?
We used to catch up on your front porch,
singing songs about last summer
or making really poor decisions.
And it's no wonder how
time was passing by so quickly.
We couldn't see that we were changing
like the colors of the seasons.
We never thought that there were limits,
not a doubt in the world.
Nothing could stop us or break us;
this was who we were.
Chorus:
I'm making this my dedication!
We were reckless, we were dumb.
All the years we spent together
growing up but not getting old.
And although we went our seperate ways,
we're brothers 'til the end.
So here's to the past old friend,
you're not forgotten.
Verse 2:
We got by on Camel number nines,
the mountains were our home.
And Ashland was our great escape
when we had no place to go.
No more nights drunk in the greenhouse,
no more real talk on the roof.
Or how about the busted house parties
at 3 in the morning?
Chorus
This is all we had!
This is the life we left behind.
We're not fading away!
We're not drowning out with the sound.
(Repeat 7 more times)
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4. |
Paperbag
03:57
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Verse 1
I've got news for you, you're in over your head.
But really what's the point in running away, you're giving up so easily.
So where do you stand when there's no solid ground?
Perspective's out of focus, you're deaf from the sound.
You're always thinking, you're screaming, you're almost believing there's nothing left to be found.
Chorus
This is the new direction, your own way, opinionated perfection.
The right way off, the wrong way out. This town has got a hold on you and we won't let you fall...
down, descent, whatever you call it. You don't see what's in front of you, but how could you.
We're family, we're friends, we're here 'til the end. Together we could turn around this fucking ghost town.
Verse 2
We all get it, you think there's something out there waiting to be found.
But you should know that it's yourself, so tell me what's in your heart.
I guess we'll have to say goodbye for now, and go our seperate ways, I guess this is the end.
Chorus
Bridge
You said you'd never leave.
I'll never let this go.
(Together, we could turn this town around.)
Chorus
Post-Chorus
We're family we're friends, we're here 'til the end.
Together we could turn around this fucking ghost town. (x2)
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