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Last Place
02:00
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I don't wanna go out tonight
I don't wanna see those flashing lights
and I'm not gonna pay to see a fight
and I don't wanna go out tonight
You told me you were leaving
and I asked you why
you said, hey i got my reasons
and I have to fly
and you left me lying on this hotel bed
with my pills and my thrill and my entertainment
Now I can't find a reason
to leave this den
I wanna sleep through every season
for a thousand years
oh right, it's a race
oh my, what a waste
and its nice, my view
from last place
But, I don't wanna go out tonight
no, I don't wanna go out tonight
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Trash Magic
04:02
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alone in a feeling
of not enough
or way too much
pain
writing slight variations
of songs
that I couldn't explain
so I hit the high road
and I flipped
and I spun
when I crashed
and got too turned around
to ever
find my way back
and no one seems to know
where the hell we are going
or if we'll even notice or care
when we've finally arrived
I can't say anything
I know
without knowing
but if you make it to heaven
feel free
to drop me
a line
and now they'll be running
coming for me
in my dreams
ten thousand fears with swords
all charging at me
and I can't defeat them
I'm not silly enough
to still try
but I pray
that they keep us all safe
when we keep them
in mind
I know it's hard
to take the hand
of some mystical savior
if you've fallen apart in the dark
or your heartbeat's a sin
there are no words
that I can say to you
that could save you
because the greatest truths of them all
always come from within
I said the greatest truths of the all
always come from within
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Dog
03:03
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Find me, lost and locked
Inside the hallways of my mind
Light me up like a candle
Put me down and let me shine
Freak me out
Make me feel like my own ghost
Before I've died
But all along I'll be grateful
For every moment I'm alive
Through sentences, take me places
I don't even wanna go
White lies, things you're telling
To yourself when you're alone
That guide me, by my shoulders
And lead me headfirst into the wall
Clean me up
And when you bury who I was
Will you bury me with love
With love
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5. |
Hell (again)
03:15
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So, this is it, it's the part
That you wrote when you were sad
And so, you forget
Is it everything you hoped
It wasn't
On fire
But they can't tell you the truth
When they're letting you through
They can't tell you the truth
When they've got something to lose
So, it is, how it was
When you were fine
But I can't see that
I've gone blind
And so, i tried
To feel my way out
I burned my hands
On everything I touched
But life, wasn't all that bad
Goodbye, don't go looking back
Cause they got nothing on you
They got nothing on you
They've got nothing on you
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6. |
Street Ghost
02:52
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Ten bucks
in quarters
half filled up
but not
in that order
nashville shines in the dark
all alive
but still
like the ones
who are still
around
my heart's been broken
since way before
I was even born
bad luck
and worse decisions
spin me round
till I lose
my form
Ten bucks
in quarters
half fucked up
to hell with order
free will and shitty guitar
you don't need those pills
to be who you are
but I never learned
I never learn
Ten blocks
anointed
light me up
like a silver star
in love
and still falling
flying apart
down the boulevard
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7. |
Beneath This Dream
02:34
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somewhere beyond this road
I am being Sambadhi
though I may never know
floating in this body
all this time
all this time
gone by
somewhere outside the bend
there are other beginnings
and will we meet again
I don't know but it can't be the end
will you stay with me
will you stay with me
beneath this dream
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8. |
Not Lost
02:21
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The more that you give, the more that you shine
like a wet plastic bag, or a star in the sky
and the longer you live, the shorter the time
and it spins like a record, a hard disk, a mind
But don't get lost children, don't get lost
you are where you are, like the tree, like the moss
The blind king on the hill shouts down his will
he says, "Bury your weapons and share all your shields."
then he fell asleep and broke down into stars
he had a beautiful dream, and hey, here we are
So don't get lost children, don't get lost
you are where you are like the wind, like the toss
So when you feel disheveled, when you feel distraught
just look up at the sky and know you're not lost
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