1. |
GTFD
07:06
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(explicit lyric warning)
I've been waiting all week for this
Workin' on the midnight hour
You know I like to push
My own sanity
Tonight's no exception
I'm gonna blow off some steam
Let loose the caged animal
That's inside of me
Chorus:
I'm gonna get the fuck down...
Everybody wants to cut loose
I know you been there yourself
So pop a cold one and relax
We're gonna kick back
(Chorus)
Yeah
I've been waiting all week for this
Workin' on the midnight hour
You know I like to push my own sanity
Gonna get the fuck down...
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2. |
Emphasis
04:51
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The red sun goes down hard
Like every step on my heart
The sidewalk turns to dust
I thought I lost my footing, now
I thought I lost everything
I tried, I keep trying now
You put your trust in me
And I watched everything you do supersede your actions now
I will not go down cryin'
I will not go down now, I won't go down
I won't go down
I tried
You said goodbye to the memory now
Don't come back and start fighting me, no
Don't you fight me now
I tried
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3. |
Time
03:53
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Spend my time on myself
Send my lies on myself
Don't send lies on yourself
With your lamp in the air
It's too big not to see
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4. |
So Far From Home
04:58
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Cold day started with a cold shower
And you think it gets better, but you know it never will
Eating cold cereal with cold, cold coffee
The only thing warm is the fridge it all came from
Chorus:
Sunny days
Seem so far away
And I don't remember what it was we used to say
We used to say we were so happy
Living life like we were in a dream
But we didn't know that we were so far from home
So far from home
When the snow turns brown
and the flames consume the grass,
a surprise will be what you've been waiting for
like the winds of change that pass
(Chorus)
Colors fade now in the dying light
Sun steals the day, and the chill sets back in
I believe there's a day we'll dream somewhere else
For now, I live where it has to begin
(Chorus)
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5. |
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One false move & I'll have you
Just one glance and I'll grab you
Pick up the pieces you start to build
Chorus:
You don't know what you do to me
when you move like you do
All my friends tell me I got it bad
They don't know what I do
Sometimes I think I should call your sister
She don't help me, there's just more bad advice
(Chorus)
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7. |
Pretending
03:01
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Just one cup of coffee before we
wake up and dust up the floor with our socked feet,
shuffling by like ships in the night;
When did we lose what we were?
I go to hold your hand but it's busy,
fussing with some other task and it cuts me
I feel the weight of its absence
heavy, deeply
It's morning again, the screen draws you in
A day spent together, but lonely
The towels are all folded, the coffee is cold
I'm pretending this is working for me
Each morning light casts in on us sitting
rigid in chairs in the kitchen,
chewing our words and our oatmeal;
When did this get so hard?
And every night when I'm lying beside you,
mind is a race of escape plans
easier laid if we'd argued;
We don't though, do we?
Alone in the dark,
we're inches apart
The blankets are thick but I'm freezing
“Enough is enough”, won't make me get up
I'm pretending this is working for me
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8. |
Room 12B
03:49
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Standing in the room that I grew up in -
Daddy tells me it all looks the same -
But I ain't never been to Georgia,
and daddy, he don't even know my name
Playin' catch, he always taught me something
Like how to use your glove to block the sun
But he ain't who he was now
And who he was was always on the run
I was 24 in a hotel room,
The number on the room was 12B;
The telephone, it started ringing -
"Daddy died last night," you said to me
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9. |
Holes
05:29
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Sometimes I feel like a Scantron test
Girl 'cause you're pokin' holes in my chest,
and the way you talk to me, I can't get no rest
Yeah, you make me feel like a Scantron test
Sometimes I feel like a target range
Lord, it feels so very strange
We can't keep going like this, something has to change
Sometimes I feel like a target range
With these holes in me, these holes in me
I gotta leave you baby
I just can't stay
I can't just keep going on living & feeling this way
I wish there was something
Something you would do or say
But I gotta leave
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