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semantics
03:11
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as of 6 o'clock today it's been a week since i have seen your face. and i can't wish it away. i keep wondering where you took your face. i've been over and over every emotion you could name. going over and over into revulsion. i really wish i could see your face. where do you go when you leave me lonely for so long? i'm out of control and i don't think i'll fix that with this song. at 10 o'clock today i was trying my best to forget your face, but i can't wish it away. i keep wondering who's taken my place.
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so insincere
03:13
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we were out of our minds. we'd been at it all night. and you were only just getting started. several lines were crossed but your lips were soft and sorta bittersweet when we parted. you were bittersweet when we parted. complicated or not, put it out of your thoughts that i'll be moving up and on without you. they're getting sick of the sound but every time you're around i wanna tell them everything about you. i've been telling everyone about you. you could have righted a wrong or sung it out in a song instead of trying to sound so sincere while you're lying through your tears now. i've been out of my mind hardly sleeping a night ever since we've been getting started. every line's been crossed and in a sense we've lost. and now we're feeling so bitter-hearted. i've been feeling sorta bitter-hearted. we could scream at the walls or write our names in the stalls instead of sounding so insincere while we're lying through our tears now.
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at a loss
02:51
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i thought it was great. i thought i had met my match. but now you’ve come and gone once again. i thought to myself, “now you’ve got nothing more to prove,” because you made me feel ten foot tall. i was not at a loss ‘til you took it away. now you’ve gone i’m awash in the darkest of days. if you caught what i lost, don’t you give it away. don’t give it away.
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i want it
02:32
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oh no, you don’t really know what you’ve got. you’re the type to get me going and never stop. as a matter of fact I’m feeling trapped. you took control and i want it back. at the minute i am in it up to my neck and i want it but i know it’s a fucking wreck. oh no, here i go again running hot and i don’t know how to cope with the tools i’ve got.
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brutal honesty
02:47
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i miss you when it’s cold at night in the city when i think of how you stood behind me with your arms out right behind me. and there are several achy places downtown that the 21 bus takes me right by and those memories come and find me. don’t we learn nothing? why can’t we work it out? we can make something outta nothing. a little more honest, a little less brutal. life is never like those songs or movies that we all love and all dream about. but talking to the mirror i see something like a tiny glimpse of what you saw in me before you knew who i really was.
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down by my side
03:02
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would we have started better off if i had come clean off the top of my head with my hands down by my side? we’re to the point where i just don’t know whether i’m telling the truth or not when i talk with my hands down by my side. my thoughts never stop ‘til i’m bled dry. our words echo so long under the current of new songs that i sing with my heart on the outside. see, we are both indebted to the very struggle we’ve been through. i know that you’ll go the distance even though we have both been holding out. so now we’re walking along to a new beat on that same drum with our hearts in our hands down by our sides. our thoughts never stop ‘til we’re bled dry with our hearts in our hands down by our sides.
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every little thing
03:04
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it’s eleven o’clock now i need to get home i need to get some sleep. this nonstop work week oh how it’s killing me oh how it’s starting to weigh on me. it’s not that i can’t complete all my tasks, it’s just that right now i’d kill for a flask. oh, it’s bringing me down, it’s hurting me, how every little thing is just starting to weigh on me. and i don’t know what kills more of my brain cells, monotony or alcohol. and i don’t know what time is doing to me but right now i’m just no fun at all. get off of work, lay on the couch. flip on the tube, perfect my slouch. oh it’s burning me down, it’s hurting me how every little thing is just starting to weigh on me. it’s getting harder to pick up a guitar and hum out a melody. so i'll simplify things, strum on a few chords and see what a few pints might bring me. every night i reflect on the past, try to bring it back now but it never lasts. oh, it’s bringing me down, it’s hurting me how every little thing is just starting to weigh on me. it’s starting to get to me. it’s starting to weigh on me. it’s starting to frustrate me. it’s starting to wear on me. it’s starting to kill me. it’s starting to frustrate me. it’s starting to wear on me...
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you and me
05:16
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you look at me like you wanna talk, but you don’t wanna talk to me. and you talk to me like you want a response. but you don’t want a response from me. and you put your hand out to me like you want some help. but you just don’t want my help. you question me about your stupid fucking self, even though you don’t care about yourself. you don't want me to help. you want me to listen to you talk about yourself. and you look at me like you wanna talk. but you just don’t wanna talk. you talk to me like you want a response. but you just don’t want a response from me. you just don't really wanna see.
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good maker outer
03:51
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don’t turn around and tell me something i don’t wanna know. i couldn’t take a revelation now. just keep it in and mull it over. here we are; more than tipsy by a little bit, coming together in and out of it. chemically united for one night more and now i’m not falling apart. no, i’m not falling apart again tonight. all in all it’s like a ripple in the water now. i’ll cross my fingers if i'm all alone, close my eyes and feel the river flow. i’ll let it go, send a letter to my furrowed brow. “there’s no reason left to worry now. it’s all over and we’re moving forward.” and i thought this was something that we’d figure out, head up and shoulder to the wheel again. like a dozen times we tried before. i’m giving up ‘cause pushing forward is all i ever do. i’ve gotten tired of avoiding it for these thirty-something trips around the sun. how am i not falling apart?
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getting weird
02:57
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you have a very comfortable bed (is it weird?) and even though we just met (we’re in here getting weird). i know it’s a strange thing to ask, but sometimes my brain gets outta whack. i like the way you’re making me laugh and how you kiss while rolling in grass. do you wanna just pretend we did it the right way? we don’t have to mind the rules. you got your name around your neck. i got the coolest mug i could get. we’ll have a good time anyway. we could always make it up, no matter what our minds say. i just wanna feel you up.
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little heart
03:53
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you talk a good game, my dear. but it's strange to see you here when i'm so alone. and it hurts today. it's weird. i don't think my little heart can handle you. it's weird just to be alive and act like i know what's going on when i don't know what's going on. by this time sweet melodies will bring a tear to mind but i won't walk away. we'll laugh and all i wanna do is hold you to what you say. and it's weird just to be alive when i feel sorta sick in-
side. you don't know i'm sick inside. so let's sneak inside.
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12. |
keep walking
03:06
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if you walk out, keep walking. don’t look back for my face. i won’t be here waiting. these aren’t the good old days. and those days weren’t so good anyway, though there were ones we can’t replace. i’ve fallen in and out of the same little maze. i’ve gotten so worn out i’m unsafe, i’m insane. and i’m just saying there’s a line that’s blurred or crossed most of the time.
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Blake Cormier :: words/guitars/bass/vocals
Jenny Klug :: drums/percussion/vocals
Steve Howard :: guitars
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