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Part Two
04:10
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Now here's the Psychic Friends Fair,
how the hell did we get here?
I'm staring at your blank stares,
love on my tongue and I can't steer.
No I can't steer.
"I'm not sorry for what I said" she said, to all her friends,
"I was the end and hey, so fuck you, and fuck me too."
Though Fred's exposition was tragic,
he fell deeper into madness.
Pouring red into cheap wine glasses,
that's when I write all of the classics.
Distorted bottles of plastic,
you're in love with my sadness.
Distorted bottles of plastic,
you're in love with my sadness.
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All The Moves
05:12
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In the morning I slip on my shoes before I head out,
I can't get down the stairs without falling down,
There's a voice in my head telling me this is all wrong,
She's got age on her like she could be my mom
The boss has got the hots for me,
and I don't know where to go to.
Alone and looking for love she turns to the young,
but I'm not into that old timers kind of love.
The sad thing is that she don't even look good,
and she comes onto me like she's got all the moves (and she don't)
Just tryin' to stock groceries
She must think that I don't see
Hoping she figures it out now,
All the moves are getting me down.
All the moves are getting me down
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3. |
Beach Closed
04:21
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Your reckless shape took form
my bleeding heart adorned
by endless thoughts regretless
I hope you won't forget this
Every night is just the same
I've been bleeding all day
This is my springtime fight song
for hurt feelings I thought wouldn't last long
Now I play it cool,
I won't be made out as your tool.
Where's your friends when you need them?
Gone and out, they're gone and missing
They don't mess with emotional conflict
They don't like when you don't got ounces
You grit your teeth in the dark
You clench your fist and bite the dust
Don't know why bleeding's so hard
All this blood pouring from your heart
Don't make a promise if it ain't honest
You are endless and I am worthless
Take off my shirt and make my heart hurt
toy with me and then just leave me for the dead
Yeah I know the pain, but you see it everyday
Now I play it cool
I won't be made out as your fool, no no.
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4. |
No Time To Waste
04:43
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My liver is sterile cloth,
eye-fucking with alcohol,
It's just me and you.
We were born tonight we can start anew.
I've got the words you bring the night,
There's no time to waste time.
We have lots to do:
Fuck shit up, swim in someone else's pool.
I still dream about academy,
falling asleep accidentally,
and you're to blame.
But I'm comfortable all the same.
Spent fourteen days elevated,
your breath tastes just like the pavement
you're not my only muse,
I've got alcohol and the drugs that I use.
Ultra dark death-bed forever,
we ignore them saying whatever about
Jesus Christ, we're so dark all the time
There's no time to waste
Rub stolen grace in my face
There's no time to waste
Show up and stay just as late,
There's no time to waste
what reckless shapes we create
There's no time to waste time.
There's no time to waste
Rub stolen grace in my face
There's no time to waste
Show up and stay just as late,
There's no time to waste
what reckless shapes we create
There's no time to waste time.
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5. |
Ruby
05:56
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Seasons change from summer days,
wasting away all we've made.
Where you go it will snow
and you'll know her face
Flame-bound creatures
outside the theater
drawn in towards her lips
with a cunning smile
she'll dance for awhile
embers coincide with each kiss.
Now she's last in the city of Boston,
she giving herself to the cold
now she's last in the city of Boston
she's giving herself up for gold.
Oh Ruby, come down get lost with me,
Oh Ruby, why won't you talk to me.
Day by day, momma's not the same
she gave it all away to the night
She threw it all away for a little bit of fame
and now her eye's burn bright.
Now she's last in the city of Boston,
she giving herself to the cold
now she's last in the city of Boston
she's giving herself up for gold.
Oh Ruby, come down get lost with me,
Oh Ruby, why won't you talk to me.
Now she's last in the city of Boston,
she giving herself to the cold
now she's last in the city of Boston
she's giving herself up for gold.
Oh Ruby, come down get lost with me,
Oh Ruby, why won't you talk to me.
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NATL PARK SRVC Minneapolis, Minnesota
NATL PARK SRVC is Dylan Woytcke, Nathan Zillmer, Jared Leger, Sage Livergood, Sam Tudor, Wes Muilenburg, and Joe Keyport
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