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Mom's Whip
01:23
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Don’t take me for a fool
You only like me when i’m cool
But it’s all over when I talk about my feelings
You’re still driving your parents‘ car
You know you won’t get very far
With an attitude like that
No I’m no heaven sent savior
No I can’t save you from this world
Ahhhh ahhhh ah ah ahh ahhhh
Ahhhh ahhhh ahh ahhhhh
Ahhhh ahhhh ah ah ahh ahhhh
Ahhhh ahhhh ahh ahhhhh
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Okay the dots
Don’t quite connect
I gave her plenty of tries to materialize
But she’s stuck behind my weary eyes
Okay the thoughts
Aren’t making sense
If seeing is believing
What’s it called when I'm still dreaming about you?
What’s your name again?
I think my memory is hazy
Please don’t talk to me
I'm selfish, narcissistic, cold and lazy
But when I’m by myself it’s more than just me by myself
And when I’m not myself
is when I realize I’m by myself
Because my dream girl don’t exist
She only sees the empty universe I built inside my head
My dream girl don’t exist
Double crossed
Like Jesus
Except we take away a cross or two
And all we have left is me and you
Like thieves
Lost in the night
I could repent I could apologize
Or I could curse your name a thousand times
But I’m still here
Caged in a lonely lonely nightmare
You’re here too
But I don’t think there’s a thing that you can do
Because my dream girl don’t exist
She never sees the ugly universe That bleeds outside my bed
My dream girl don’t exist
My dream girl told me this
There’s too much sugar in your tea and I can’t live with that (fuck)
And that’s when I woke up
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3. |
Concrete Quicksand
03:08
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I’m sorry
I think we got off on the wrong foot
I’m sorry
For seeking substance in the story books
Now I know
That’s not the way to go
Cause fire burns
But where else can I turn?
I’ve had it up to my eyebrows
With sorrow pain and confusion
With darkness living in my house
singing me songs of illusion
Hospitalized for delusion
Who’s keeping score cause I’m losing
Sight of what’s true and the right thing to do
To pull my head
Out of the concrete quicksand
I swear it’s got nothing to do with you
It’s just a product of my expectation
How can I find what I can’t even see
In a coffin of isolation?
My family’s still waiting for me to recover
I’m back on the pills
Oh how we missed each other
I've had it up to my hairline
Cementing all my unpaved roads
Someone start a new airline
To carry all of my payload
Out of the engine they’ve stowed
Away on a broken down railroad
Tracks left behind by the weight of my sins
A signature
Left in the concrete quicksand
I’m sorry
For always yelling at the ocean
I’m sorry
For the emotional explosion
I know
That’s not the way to go
Fire burns
But water hardens concrete quicksand
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4. |
Wishes Die At Home
02:08
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I’ll take you up on last night’s offer
Where you told me i could go
Over to your house tonight
Since nobody will be home
I would walk as many miles
Until my shoes burn through my soles
And my legs couldn’t stop shaking
While i grovel on the floor
I hate getting left behind
My feet feel heavier than lead
Cause i’m overly exhausted
From running all day through your head
You wish i’d quit those cigarettes
I wish you’d stop busting my balls
And i wish we would stop wishing
Because wishes die at home
Woah oh
Wishes die at home
Do you feel lonely
Though we were just together?
I only took you home
So I could feel better
I guess I’ll sit here on the couch
While you’re wallowing upstairs
Cause if i leave you for the night
I bet you’ll lie that you don’t care
Honestly
I'm so confused
I don’t know where we stand
Am I just talking to myself?
Why the fuck am I standing on my hands?
I bet money we’ll get stoned
Until the end of every night
I think we both might want to see
If by the morning it feels right
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5. |
Not Today (Hollywood)
03:25
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So we start to make our plans
To rendezvous from opposite sides of the country
From opposite sides of the county
You looked so pretty online
You looked so pretty on my phone screen
You looked so pretty online
But this time I'd rather be alone because
I ain’t goin back to Hollywood
I ain’t goin back to L.A.
Not today
So i’ll save up all my money
I won’t look for any honeys
Until I reach the San Francisco Bay
So not today
So we make some plans again
As if we didn't learn from the first three times
Or maybe even the fourth time
You looked so pretty online
You looked so pretty on my phone screen
You looked so pretty online
But now I gotta learn not to make the same mistakes
I ain’t goin back to Hollywood
I ain’t goin back to L.A.
Not today
So i’ll save up all my money
I'll make millions with my honey
Until we reach the San Francisco Bay
So not today
Ya no vuelvo más a Hollywood
Ya no vuelvo a Los Angeles
Creo que no
Entonces guardo mi dinero
Gano millones primero
Para llegar a San Francisco, pues
Hoy creo que no
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Homebody
03:00
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I’ve stayed for a while
Please turn off the TV
Before i start to come to realize that it’s just not good for me
I can’t decide whether it’s really worth my time
Cause honestly it wasn’t really hard to find
But if i stay here i’ll probably turn into a corpse
My body will dismantle and you’ll creep up on my bones
But if you’re a good friend
you will grab me by the knee
You’ll say
“Hey man, I think you got something stuck right between your teeth”
I used to run i would fall down
I never feared the solid ground
Though it felt like yesterday
Yesterday is not right now
I guess jokes are good
When somebody’s there to laugh
But if your laughter’s just compassion
Man I think I’m gonna pass
You showed up at my house without even a warning
You called me a herb
“Man it’s two in the fucking morning”
I used to run I would fall down
I never feared the solid ground
Though it felt like yesterday
Yesterday is not right now
And my clothes are all still lame
And my hair still looks the same
This is the story of today
I think I found my place
I found my place to stay
But I get it I guess
I gotta clean up the mess
But this house is not a home
when nobody could care less
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7. |
Tamago no Yume (TV Size)
01:30
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私の夢で卵を食べた
その夢いいだよな？
美しい夢でもっと食べたい
僕らはdreaming all the time
この世界
黒いです
この世界に
食べものでわない
私の夢で卵を食べた
その夢いいだよな？
美しい夢でもっと食べたい
僕らはdreaming all the time
卵の夢が白い
卵の夢でいっぱいよ
いっぱいよ
Watashi no yume de
Tamago o tabeta
Sono yume ii da yo na?
Utsukushii yume de
Motto tabetai
Bokura wa dreaming all the time
Kono sekai
Kuroi da na?
Kono sekai ni
Tabemono dewa nai
Watashi no yume de
Tamago o tabeta
Sono yume ii da yo na?
Utsukushii yume de
Motto tabetai
Bokura wa dreaming all the time
Tamago no yume ga shiroi
Tamago no yume de ippai yo
Ippai yo
In my dream I ate an egg
This is a good dream, huh?
In my dream I want to eat more
We are dreaming all the time
This world is black
In this world there is no food
In my dream I ate an egg
This is a good dream, huh?
In my dream I want to eat more
We are dreaming all the time
Dreams of eggs are white
In dreams of eggs I am full
I am full
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8. |
Endless Eight
01:48
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Yeah!
Alright!
Okay.
A mistress named eternity who lives inside my head
Taunts me in the daylight and before I go to bed
If everything is relative then who the hell am I?
Guess there's really nothing gained from asking why
If commonplace mundanity is all that I could want
Then what's with all the spirits that continuously haunt
The crevices of churches and the notches in my brain?
From tomorrow forward things won't be the same
Nothing's ever gonna be the same
KYON!
What?
Nevermind.
Today all the people in the city disappeared
Knew that what had happened was exactly as I feared
Stepped outside and saw the streets and buildings up in flames
And I knew that there was only one to blame
There's chaos and confusion here that never seems to end
Blessed are the ones that cause reality to bend
Here I thought that nobody but god could end the world
But what if god was just a lonely high school girl?
What if god was just a high school girl?
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9. |
Parks and Desolation
02:05
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Tell me
What I need to do
We’re one on one
But it takes two
Let’s hold hands
Walk through the park
Before the day
Gets torn apart
And it’s such a wonderful time to be
The man’s not here with us
And well if that’s not love then I refuse to see
But in the park
We let it all go
The dark is coming soon and in an hour we’ll be home
So tell me
Is something wrong?
We can't pretend
But just play along
Cause it's
Such a wonderful time to be
The man's not here with us
And well if that's not love then I refuse to see
But in the park
We'll let it all go
The dark is coming soon and in
An hour we'll be home
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My parents always told me some day I'd understand
My friends all say they'll miss me when I go to Japan
It feels like no one cares about my life or my band
And I can't help but feel things aren't going as planned
We all become adults really slowly
We all learn how to live with our mistakes
We all just wanna play
So we work and we pay our taxes
We all become adults really slowly
We're rotting from the inside out
We all light scented candles for sacred effigies
Of the characters that bring us comfort
So plan your vacations and hope they never end
And try to make sense of your family and friends
Decide how much money you're willing to spend on
Loads of worthless nonsense that will provide no benefit other than temporary satisfaction
We all become adults
Really slowly
We're all afraid of death
And being lonely
Of being lonely
Being lonely
Of being lonely
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11. |
Fireball On The Freeway
03:33
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The body cam footage was enough for me
To see the flaming wreck where they broke you free
And it's shattered glass by now
They pulled you out before it blew somehow
In the blend of aluminum and car debris
Rests your phone or at least that's What it used to be
And the last message from me
You must believe i did not mean
I did not mean
I didn't mean
(He didn't mean it)
Fireball
Decorate the freeway
Close my eyes
To my surprise
The engine overheated
Checked my phone
All through the night
His headlights were shut off
At least that's what police said
Meant back then what I said before
While all the personal belongings flew out the door of your car
And laid naked on the ground
That we'll never go back, it will never be
The simple times when it was the three of us
Accustomed not to changing our ways
But cracked bones and a fractured jaw will surely wake you up
Fireball
Decorate the freeway
Close my eyes
To my surprise
The engine overheated
Checked my phone
All through the night
His headlights were shut off
At least that's what police said
He showed up at my house without even a warning
He told me that his dream girl don't exist
His family's done waiting for him to recover
And I told you man I knew that with some time
You'd get through this
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12. |
My Friends Made Me Do It
01:17
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Please hear me out
Please understand
It's not my fault
That yesterday was so bad
We can look back
To how the night ended
But I can't remember
I was too drunk on the ones I befriended
There is a picture hanging on my bedroom mirror
Tells a story that the walls don't wanna hear
Don't you remember, honey?
Didn't you think that when we stole was funny?
I'm a good person, honest to God
My friends made me do it
Friends made me do it
The proof is smiling in the picture
More excuses hanging from the bedroom mirror
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