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Got this Way
02:36
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So fix yourself up a glass of whatever the fuck you'd like. What kind of monster will you transform into tonight? Let's just go back inside, forget we ever had this talk. Are you sure you're OK to drive? You can barely walk!
And you can't explain yourself, or the way that you conduct.
You can't explain how you got this way, so you stay up late with your friends and your typical shit.
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1,2,3,4
02:58
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What did you mean when you said " I was just confused" or were you just fucking with my head? I don't mean to be so inconsiderate, but don't consider me next time you reach for that phone. Don't bother trying me, 'cause I won't be around. I'll leave you waitin' for the dial tone.
Go on, go on! There's a crowd out there to please.
Go on, go on! Pretend there's no one out there but me.
So go on, yeah go on.
So how could you leave? after you said " I just can't sleep without you in my bed". I don't mean to be so inconsiderate, but don't consider me next time you reach for that phone. Don't bother trying me, 'cause I won't be around. I'll leave you waitin' for the dial tone.
Go on, go on! There's a crowd out there to please.
Go on, go on! Pretend there's no one out there but me.
So go on, yeah go on.
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3. |
Lead the Way
04:27
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Go on, run off again, in a rush to get your heart broken, and we'll lose touch won't speak for a few months. And you'll come to your senses, you'll find something wrong with all of them 'cause none of them are me.
Well I think you're scared you know just what it is that you want. And as for me, I'm still a bit lost. It's fine by me darling, just listen to yourself speak for once. How am I supposed to to think when you've been sending me mixed signs all along.
If you're wondering, she don't taste the same. Her lips aint as soft, as smooth, as sweet as yours, she don't make my pulse skip a beat, no, like you can. like you can?
Oh for goodness sake! Lead the way
Oh for goodness sake! Lead the way
Well I think you're scared you know just what it is that you want. And as for me, I'm still a bit lost. It's fine by me darling, just listen to yourself speak for once. How am I supposed to to think when you've been sending me mixed signs all along.
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4. |
Human and the Divine
03:38
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You do the work all for another man, in hopes to one day find the promised land. Navigator make your way back home,aggravator make you presence known.
It's so difficult to comprehend, so typical that you can't wrap your head around the thought. Oh the concept is too original, you just wouldn't understand.
F-f-f-forget about about it, what do I know anyway? I'll just keep my goddamn mouth shut. F-f-f-forget about it, what do you know anyway? Just keep your fucking mouth shut.
And you've known for years? You just hadn't cared to share, or maybe you just weren't prepared?
It's so difficult to comprehend, so typical that you can't wrap your head around the thought. Oh the concept is too original, you just wouldn't understand.
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5. |
Interlude
01:50
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6. |
Timing
02:41
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I catch myself settling from time to time, it's just easier than tryin' to find somehing worth fighting for, do they still exist? oh-ohh-oh
I find myself struggling from time to time, it's just easier than tryin' to find the answsers, do they still exist? No.
If you aint got nothing good to say, don't let those words escape. Just keep it to yourself, for goodness sake.
I catch myself wondering if the time is right, will it ever be?
If you aint got nothing good to say, don't let those words escape. Just keep it to yourself, for goodness sake.
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7. |
Quarter Life Crisis
04:36
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...All there was, find yourself something to write home about. Don't come around here, and preach your new ways. How did you reinvent yourself this time?
What can you expect? Spoon-fed your whole life, still taking baby steps at 25. So righteous, 'cause you show up once a week, put forward your tithes. Now does that make you exempt?
Quit playin' the victim, 'cause I'm tired of it. You won't get no sympathy out of me. Please call for help, there's a man down, dying for attention, dying to be anyone else but himself. Anyone, anyone else.
I can't let this go on any longer, and you can't expect me to keep my mouth shut for years. You can't blame me, you'd do the same thing if you were in my shoes.
What can you expect? Spoon-fed your whole life, still taking baby steps at 25. So righteous, 'cause you show up once a week, put forward your tithes. Now does that make you exempt?
Quit playin' the victim, 'cause I'm tired of it. You won't get no sympathy out of me. Please call for help, there's a man down, dying for attention, dying to be anyone else but himself. Anyone, anyone else.
I'd like to refrain, pull myself out from the dirt again. You'd love to see my cringe at the thought of this new view. Well if there's something I learned from you, it's keep your distance.
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8. |
Twist X Turn
02:04
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So treat the guests with a little respect, and save some for yourself. Pull off the unexpected, in these stories that you tell. And those scenes that you've been paintin', don't match with what you're sayin'. So you'll twist and turn and move some things around.
Before you change someone else, take one good look at yourself. You;ve carefully written down everything, making sure you avoid certain sentences and phrases. You got to stay consistent, with that bullshit you've been spreading out.
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9. |
Pros X Cons
03:46
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Who's the face behind the mask? Who's that voice behind the call? I've seen that way that you move, you lurk as shadows on the wall. You still and tall, it's not your place nor your call. Drop those palms, to break that fall. Raise your neck save that jaw.
So long, you'll catch me if your wits will let you. Gone in a flash, couldn't capture from a photograph. I'll be caught dead, getting in another mess again. I'll be caught dead, getting in another mess again.
Yea, you've got this all planned out. You got the perfect man for the job. I've seen the walls, I've seen the maps, I've seen the strings connecting streets are intersecting. The right time for a run in, no need to look now. It's the right time.
So long, you'll catch me if your wits will let you. Gone in a flash, couldn't capture from a photograph. I'll be caught dead, getting in another mess again. I'll be caught dead, getting in another mess again.
Head fast for the river, grab your kids and run to the hills. Don't you blow your cover, just stay calm and cool.
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Adios
04:19
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Help me Lord, I've sinned again. Still waiting for you to grant me patience. I lost my faith in you, some time ago. Shouting at the sky for a miracle.
Is this all about relevant? I can't stop, can't help myself from thinkin' about. How I could've went about it the right way, if there was one at all.
Help me Lord before this begins. I've given up on you, I'm tired of waitin'. I know that I swore to you I'd never sin again, I'd do my best to be a good man. How long did that last?
Is this all about relevant? I can't stop, can't help myself from thinkin' about. How I could've went about it the right way, if there was one at all.
I just can't think strait anymore, I lost a piece of myself that day. And I know, things will never be the same. I just can't think strait anymore.
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11. |
Now You Know
03:58
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I've got this disease that prevents me from self control. Infected my brains can't think strait, oh what's rational? It goes impulse to impulse, straight to reaction, no time in between.
One of these days I'll be, one of the great ones, you'll see my face on you TV screen. You can't look away, in the back of your mind you know, every song I write, is still "Fuck You"
I got past that disease, it don't take no toll on me. You swore it couldn't be, as though it seems, impossible.
One of these days I'll be, one of the great ones, you'll see my face on you TV screen. You can't look away, in the back of your mind you know, every song I write, is still "Fuck You"
Now you know, now you know, now you know.
Well i swear, One of these days I'll be, one of the great ones, you'll see my face on you TV screen. You can't look away, in the back of your mind you know, every song I write, is still "Fuck You"
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