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In Love, In Traction
06:52
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Picked apart my seasons waiting for a patient no
Feeling rather lazy while the lights stayed fairly low
It never seemed to be more than mystery between all my scenes
Common faces seen, paired with complacency
My ruse was always up to you
Didn't seem to realize that times would roll along without me
Without me
It's tender holding maybe's while lately I can't see
And seeing was the only part of making makers be
I'm too far down it seems, locked so quietly
Falling past my door, never was quite sure
Because I'm in love, also in traction
Facing moody scenes, sharp artillery
Never was a right way when turning left could get you barely by
And get you really high
Cleverly disguised as something moving in your eyes
Clearly I've taken back the room
And no one can deny that while it's certainly a prize
It's been so long since I knew
I'm packing up my pictures and I'm stowing 'way the deeds
Give me thirteen hundred miles and nothing left for me to see
Better off insane rather than complain all my days
Never supposed to be quite so unravelling
Well it's taken all this time to know that getting up was always as it should, as it should
But it's been a little while since I've had anything worth writing down for good
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Don't Sit Still
03:09
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Terrified to say the meaning of your wasted time
It's really just a matter of what's yours and what is mine
Sooner I would rather be in places nondisclosed
How much is enough you ask, much being the most
Could not complain though I'm certainly prone, the timing is certainly right
As push comes to shove in a battle above there's a gesture incredibly kind
Familiar voices tell me all I want to know
For holding on to reason is the reason I let go
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Late Condition
04:14
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Tempted by another morning light
While my fingers seem so perfectly aligned
Missed a million half an hour ago
Well no one really cared for you to know, oh no
Late condition, glass machine
Face all visions when you leave
Late condition better seen
Something always gnawing at the mind
Jawing all the pleasantries in time
Don't seem bothered by your growing mess
Fortunate your mother hemmed your dress
Better forget the decisions you've made
Never in weather like this forecast you've made
Called out conjectures too simply feigned
I'll just wait instead til you force my hand
Then I'll see better ways
Better forget the...
Late condition, glass machine
Face all visions when you leave
Late condition better seen
I was never planning on your eyes
Fixing on to me deceitful guise
Send your fragile murmurs down my way
An audience of none come out to play
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Unreasonable Sound
04:02
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Feels like an answer phone knowing better calls
Picked up never sung it's all my fault
Made so much sense before knowing sense was never wrong
Passed up and passed around my mind wants none
My mind wants none
Several basic regards my darling
Contemplating the pause
And it's good no doubt
Happy Joe ain't messing around
I'm just trying to avoid this unreasonable sound
No big picture descriptions laid waste to my resolve
Lowly never slowly taking back all this cause
Effects and defects try their best to run alone
Nunca era mi problema, it never was
It never was
Most can't say what they are my darling
Confusing sights with the seen
And it's good no doubt
Happy Joe ain't messing around
I'm just trying to avoid this unreasonable sound
Well I don't want to think about anymore
Cause it never seemed to be worth thinking through
However long it's taking it's never making me
closer to whatever this all leads to
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Shown my better futures by the road
Took my weathered worries way from home
As my eyes began to wander
Finding fools who often ponder
Occidental revelation taking a toll
Far from any hues that don't condone
Maps above open roads below
A quiet answer given to my woes
Told my taken eyes to wander
All above me constellation
Occidental revelation taking a toll
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6. |
Burger Rock
03:28
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Better seen with a glass of tangerine
Slow roll I make my pass at Mrs. Queen
My moves make no effort where they choose
I'm too irrelevant for dilletante vermouth
Melt the sheets with some savage in my teeth
Making movements til a fissure fits its way
Tore another severed line, seven hours passed behind
Several more from closing eyes, typical of my design
Read the news, figured you
Stuck around sweating while
Rolling covers shudder one another
Slipping all my troubles right in the back of me
Woken by a broken sigh it seems, oh it seems
Shown before too many more I'll see, lately
You're the only one for broken me, well I see
It's big news despite my efforts to be true
More impressive that you kept your slanted view
My memories do fade as I catch a morning ray
Later on I'll watch the rising moon
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Funky Vorndran
06:08
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Commonly all you see
Faking all and faking most
Won't be seen by you or I between
Facing all and facing no
Cause I don't want to know about the reasons
Leading up to sycophantic treason
Figured it was better just to lay
Waiting on your better half to show
Waiting on your better half to show
Focus baby I've got plans to make
Shaking up what you won't wake
Counting people and all that's evil
Seeing where I know it's made
Feeling comatose and never known
It's stealing, fiction is all you're based on
Cause I don't want to know about the reasons
Leading up to sycophantic treason
Figured it was better just to lay
Waiting on your better half to show
Waiting on your better half to show
Focus baby I've got plans to make
Shaking up what you won't wake
Counting people and all that's evil
Seeing where I know it's made
Cause I was going to see what was never meant to be, oh I know
Felt some slipping time, losing grip on what is mine, oh I know
I've been thinking low
Always played the parts while you never hit your marks, oh I know
Tempted by a no, never stood like that before, oh I know
Because I've been thinking low
Cause I don't want to know about the reasons
Leading up to sycophantic treason
Figured it was better just to lay
Waiting on your better half to show
Waiting on your better half to show
(x2) Focus baby I've got plans to make
Shaking up what you won't wake
Counting people and all that's evil
Seeing where I know it's made
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Mini Van Blues
02:29
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Called upon by no mistake of mine
Surely blind, crossing lines
All along my separate time
Fixed into some common grooves behind
Wrapped around, spoke the crowd
All along my separate time
Should've been down while thinking further thoughts
Check all over my system never shocks
Thinking it right won't change my looping walks
Well I color all my useless penny parts
Felt your sweet caress
Resting by my mess
Check back on some time
Felt your sweet caress
Resting by my mess
Check back on some time
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Cultivation
03:46
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Listen to your palms they never lie
Your mind always fixing up so quickly enough to bind
But it's too late to think or filter
So show me what you got killer
All enough never enough to die
A shaking voice reminds too many times
Don't waste a moment spent feeling fine
All you've ever known, cultivated clones
Better off waiting in line
All I said when resting by your feet
Something about your painted history
Looking back too far to know
How many looks were far from known
Told myself to get some better sleep
It seems I've spoke my mind too many times
And I've wasted moments spent feeling fine
It's all I've tried to know, never seemed to show
Better off waiting to die in your mind
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You Don't Mind
03:17
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It's later than usual
For guessing on promise
It's better than waiting
On patience to fade in
All in for tired eyes
All set for certain tries
While making note of every motorcar
And selling folks another sullen bar
A voice repeats before a waiting call,
"What do you do when you lie?"
All in for sulking eyes
All known leading past the pines
What's your plan when the man comes back to find?
What's your plan when you slip one final time?
I know that it's better shaking for no trees
You look past all the vacant scenes
Painted so effortlessly by me
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Taken by surprise it's nothing real
Rolling back their eyes is all they did to find a steal
Ugly second glances never used
All it takes to stomach it is what I'd never choose
I'm stuck wondering why you're now the queen
All the reasons why you'd come around and make a scene
Feel the way I do when I'm with you
Feel the way I do when I'm with you
It's been a minute since the callers came while they fix another operating line
Truth be told I knew it all too well to fool that any patient man existed out of mind
Oh never seemed to grasp it for real
Taken by surprise it's nothing real
I'm looking around cause I don't see
All the reasons why you'd come around and make a scene
Feel the way I do when I'm with you
Feel the way I do when I'm with you
Some call God while they pass out nods slipping lower into recent history
While blurring colors shake up all the others I guess this is how it's all supposed to be
All these shapes surrounding me, this time I'm never ever going to leave
Well Bo Peep waved goodbye as I hit another stride
Turning back she said it's time to leave
Oh it's time to leave
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Ignacio
02:15
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Met myself here quite some time ago
Seems much better than it was before
Was that you again or has my mind been playing me the fool again?
Seems much better once it fell apart
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