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Animal Boredom
01:20
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Interlude
00:16
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3. |
New Man
03:14
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Bye bye brainbaby
Hardly knew ye
Sucking softly
At blood death ecstasy
It's a true story
Two girls got heavy
You got caught sitting, baby
You got things rolling
And all your friends are suckers
If you think I'm being blunt, well
Go complain to someone else
If you're gonna quit the band, well
I can play all by myself
All your friends are suckers, my friend
My friend
Your friends are only there 'cause you sucked 'em in
I'm an innocent
I was not present
There's nothing you can pin
Nothing you can pin on me
Oh, in your wildest dreams you
Wash your hands with me
But that's not what you need
Not what you need, no, no, no, no
And all your friends are suckers
If you think I'm being blunt, well
You can go fuck yourself
If you're gonna quit the band, well
I can play all by myself
All your friends are suckers, my friend
My friend
Your friends are only there 'cause you sucked 'em in
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5. |
Crabs of a Bucket
02:27
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Is it too much to ask
When we both look like ants
I feel yin clawing up
I feel yang pull me back
I was the poster child
Of the new paper boys
But that's all over now
Think I'll stay here a while
We are
Out and easy
Going by any measure
Crabs of a bucket
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6. |
Texas
00:17
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Let's get the fuck out of Texas
All my sleeves are too long
Can't take no four month long heatwave
Can't take no more of this song
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7. |
From Down Here
03:03
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Your friends think I'm onto you
Can't get myself stuck
Out of my senses (touch/sight)
How come I don't see you around anymore
Educated guess
No better than the rest
You said I was getting smaller and
I said
You're the ant that flies
Insect in the skies
Tapeworm on the rise in my gullet
When I close my eyes
I can feel its size
Push it out my skin like a bullet
Lend you the cost
I suck in exhaust, yeah
My memories are my friends
They tell me who I am
But my friends, they turn on me
Friends, they turn
You're the ant that flies
Insect in the skies
Tapeworm on the rise in my gullet
When I close my eyes
I can feel my insides coil around it
Push it out again as they pull it
Right back in
Left front out
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8. |
Honeymoonshine
01:46
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Stranded in a permanent vacation
Tell it to everyone I know
Never noticed the awkward situations
Never really felt alone
Think maybe I'll come home to your place
6704
Feel like I've waited a lifetime
Standing at your door
To tell the truth I even love your family
Even though they grew apart
Maybe you and I could pick up the pieces
Make a brand new start
Who cares if your friends say I'm no good
That you shouldn't date down
You know they just never seen my good side
Ain't enough to go around
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9. |
Intralude
01:19
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10. |
Underground
00:49
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11. |
Here's The Clown
02:06
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Here's the clown
Down on himself
Sought anagnorisis inside a subway station
White makeup, black windows
Like funhouse mirrors
Got a job
Runnin my mouth
Four hours round trip just like a paid vacation
Lock eyes across the car
With no one in particular
Wrote a song
Threw it right out
Too slow, too sad to get your attention
Oh well, walk that shit off
But the funhouse follows you
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12. |
Hold Me Under
01:39
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Hold me under
Hold me close
Fear of thunder
Fear of ghosts
And I, I can see them
I can see them paralyzed
In the closet
In the dark
Where we first met eyes
You and I
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13. |
Even Losers
00:43
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14. |
Witch's Honey
03:29
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15. |
Pressure
04:42
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Send my best regards
White powder postcards
I try but can't explain
Sign you on my campaign
Was that so hard?
Hey
Posthaste grind me in the trend machine
Podunk post-punk can't get through to me
See my reflection in your oily skin
I'll take a walk on my private ocean
My heart's been broke so long can't break again
So I'll let you in
Stars are out tonight
Look but oh don't touch
She sighs then explains
We gotta change our names
Become the indie stars
Posthaste grind me in the trend machine
Podunk post-punk won't have nothing to do with me
You and I will live down underground
We'll start a family and we'll raise a town
I thought I came to fuck not fuck around
Calm down
Raise hell
I try to take the mask off
But it's taking my face with it
Washed out
Used up
With the burnouts I'll try
Making someone out of no one
See my reflection in your oily, oily skin
I'll drown myself in my own private ocean
My heart's been broke so long it can't ever break again
So I'll let you in
If you let me in
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16. |
Jar Of Cardinals (bonus)
01:21
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Edison Uno Austin, Texas
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