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Economy Doors
01:54
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You went away, you needed space. I don't care you're back now. I'm sorry I find time to fret, but you just talk of past days, and that house. Don't turn your head, I won't forget. It's alright we got it closed, but it'll bust we're told. Don't hear this wrong it won't be long, and I don't want your mold in this house. Don't turn your head, I won't forget. Take your time, I'll take mine. Spray the grapes, we'll be fine.
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The Jams
02:01
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You probably didn't even notice, but the chords have come to show us: It's not all about change, it's just about the jams, yeah. You probably didn't even hear that, if your ears were trained to fear that. Shred the same three chords over and over again. Shred the same three chords.
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Rot Prep
01:57
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The process is all wrong, still you let it go on. Nothing fresh, just death. Every piece that was left stained my hands all over black. I'm afraid this process if missed could lead to some illness. Indecision, indecision is made. Inside is so lame. The process is all wrong, still you let it go on. Nothing fresh, just death. Every piece that was left. The process is all wrong, still you let it go on.
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Not Invited
02:00
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We all have problems of our own. Yours way on everyone but you. Sad and true. Dime spent while all time came and went. Sound goes in and out. Static still surrounds. Can't remember a thing on broken strings, and that's not any way to think or act. Too many problems on your own. It's making everybody wish they stayed home. "Stay home" you say. "You're not invited anyways." Sound goes in and out. Static still surrounds. Can't remember a thing on broken strings, and that's not any way to think or act.
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Escaped From
01:36
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You might know this one. Sounded fun at first, then it turned. Now it's making me want to go to some place I don't even know. And I might be wrong, but all of this feels like the worst. Tell me when is it gonna end? Said how can you defend working to the bone and thinking til you're all alone. So where you gonna go? Work you to the bone. Think you til you're all alone. So where you gonna go? It might take you weeks to know.
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Work Right
01:57
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I never aimed to bruise you. I'm not bound to care what you do. Bent over what I had to say, sick game you like to play. Started up a tight transfer. I made it worse because I don't respond well. I can't tell you not to come through, and you still relish my mood. Your posture making me feel tight. Forcing fit will never work out right. I wouldn't be acting this way if we were in any other place. I never aimed to bruise you. I'm not bound to cure what you do.
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Potential for Growth
03:06
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You call yourself a friend. I think that you tend to teeter on the edge of that. The earlier you know that they might let you go give you plenty of time to stew on it. Is this an irreparable slip? If you ticket me I guess that I'll pay for it. And just so that you know, you block my path for potential to grow. You feed the other guy. It leaves me asking why I didn't take the other option. Now I feel pinned against. Where is my self defense. Or did I even have it in the first place. Is this an irreparable slip? If you ticket me I guess that I'll pay for it. Been thinking about leave. But what's the point if it won't relieve this feeling.
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Hot Air
00:42
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Hot air, can't wait to go. Stop stating what I already know. It's harsh, why would you wait by my car? I'll be fast and won't come back in the dark.
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I'll Leave
02:34
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I saw the look of distaste. Already knew what you were after. Stuck in a separate moment now, and you have gone after her. Can't fix this can't solidify. You stay put, I'll leave. I guess I found out too late. There's just too much to remember. And I'm not central anyway. I wish you would have answered. I saw the look of distaste.. Already knew what you were after. You ave me little reason why, now they can hear the laughter. By now it should be no surprise; it's your trash, I'll leave. I guess I found out too late. There's just too much to remember. And I'm not central anyway. I wish you would have answered.
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Hear in Red
02:02
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Be better if you weren't so demanding. I try to shy away, but you keep pushing me. You shouted red like I should know. That you're ok not just composed. Can't count on me for your warmth. You need to find that on your own. You wait for the right break, you''re closer to me. Awaiting ardor, but I don't owe you a thing. You shouted red like I should know. That you're ok not just composed. Can't count on me for your warmth. You need to find it on your own.
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Meet You
01:55
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If we met, would you be cruel? Can't see that, you're too aloof. Wish I could be that withdrawn. From all of this that I turn on. I'd rather be out there with you than wearing holes in the floor of this coop. Don't hide from me. I won't do anything. Just take me to your favorite tree. We could go hang out in the yard. Show me how you made it this far. I'd never tell them where you are. You've spent too long avoiding that alarm. I'd rather be out there with you than wearing holes in the floor of this coop. Don't hide from me. I won't do anything. Just take me to your favorite tree.
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Thanks Nik
01:05
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Ain't it funny how our problems reflect in places and way we never wanted them to. Fuck it all up, I'm a vampire. Thanks Nik.
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Chicken Bone
02:06
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You've been feeling sick. I get it. But there's a hole in every room that won't be fixed. Bones just laid out on the ground. Attempt at scraps for the cats. I don't know. Could it be you just forgot? Dropped them off half way and walked off. You've been feeling sick. I get it. But there's a hole in every room that won't be fixed. Bones just laid out on the ground. Attempt at scraps for the cats. I don't know. Could it be you just forgot? Dropped them off half way and walked off. Don't wanna call you out on slop, we know you never call the cops. And that's cool. But everything is falling down just like the bones on the ground.
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Speakers Don't Blow
02:14
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Rest the brain peacefully. Ambient tone surround me. Can't find my peace picture. Mind with a full tank fixture. Aloof. Aloft. Always on top. Write it all down before that aneurysm pop. The speakers don't blow, but I do and it shows. Turn off my brain do nothing. Leave it alone, and it does everything. Aloof. Aloft. Always on top. Turned off every light. Still seeing things, oh yeah, you might. Alright.
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Cold
01:27
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I never felt cold like that before. You keep asking me for more, but it's not my attitude that makes you poor. I've never felt cold like that before.
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