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03:23
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I am mostly a genius but staggering
And you sit up there and you judge me for it
And you'll wait eons until I'm dead
To ask the exact thing I wish you'd said
We could give life lessons to tourists who
Show up on boats in the middle of the forest
And they'd heed your words but call me a liar
So you'd keep it up long after I retire
And the sound of your voice gets me high
I cannot wait for summer
I feel kind of stupid for thinking this
You're a paper crane in a wedding fountain
And I'm not much else but an index card
And assembling metaphors is kind of hard
But a few years back, my determined worth
Brought on by the millions of satisfied buyers
Will lift me up to your pedestal
By the time I get there I'll be too full
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Be What You Want
03:11
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It's so hard brushing the dust off of all you left of me
Inside my skull, burning the flag of our land in effegy
And I will not bend or fight back, 'cause you're like Goliath
After all rearranged plans, you're my Goliath after all
Be what you want, yeah
The melody's twisted, absorbed on your fingers
Well, I digress, maybe it's my fault, least that's what you'd say
You'd click your heels
Distracting my thoughts just to rip them away
My mouth runs dry, and you could smirk for days
And put it on a stamp
Just imagine all the damn applause
I don't have time for someone who won't make time for me
I don't have time for someone who won't make time for me
I don't have a chance with someone
Who won't take a chance on me
And that's where every last chip falls
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Ever since first man fought with tools
You've played all those same men for fools
And your digits wrapped them so tight
You stomp and you curse, "You're all the same"
And you're tired of playing their game
But it's hard not to get pulled back every night
Wednesday and Thursday pass by
And the wit you bequeathed unapplied
There's a market just clamoring to you
You slip on the black dress you bought
And you pull up the hem quite a lot
You can't wait for them to watch you strut through
And that's all all right
Everyone knows you're aligned with the dark side of light
But please bare in mind
I'm over here just rewinding and playing your life
And if you feel blind
Slighted and hoarse in the morning when everyone's gone
You'll always be the girl with the overalls on
Time wounds all your heals
And the devil is fresh out of deals
But you clean up and try it again
And oh, would I watch how you skate
But I don't know if I can relate
Although I would give it a shot should you ever say when
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Hospital Corners
03:15
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Mom and dad have gone away
And I could really use a place to stay
On a dead end on a dead end on a hill
Like a mansion, eerily still
Hospital corners on the sheets in my private refuge suite
Kill the lights and bring it in
The show is just about to begin
Clamoring in from the porch, clap your hands and count to four
I don't remember a TV, and everybody's watching me singing
Stop, keep it going now
The dim and flickered hall confuses
A living room that hardly anybody uses
In mask I have found, only comedy abounds
Going nowhere crazy fast
Now only yearning for the past, singing
Get a house, get a car, get a fancy job
Get stuck with taking orders
Make sure you don't have time to stop, back to it now
Get married, have kids, get divorced
Do this in exact order
Keep along the beaten path or else the path is gonna beat you
I can only remember how this never happened
You had no bridges to burn and I'll always be indebted
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Shake
04:08
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You're a candy-coated Beelzebub
Firing darts tipped with poisoned love
And the public can't stomach them enough, oh, oh
You're a radio blasting my favorite song
But the lyrics all sound hackneyed and wrong
And I haven't figured out how to sing along, oh, oh
So help me out
I can't quite shake you from my mind
You're a sunny decal on a weather map
Just blindingly reminding me that I don't have
The luxury that spills into your lap, oh, oh
God help me out
Well, I've tried and tried to unwrap the enigma that is you
I've stacked a world of wealth upon myself
But there's one thing I can't do
I can't quite shake you from my mind
Could you carry on if you were turned off, now
Or would you burst at the seams?
Would the smile that glows upon your face frown
And would I know what that means?
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Standing out in a shopping spree
With a degree that doesn't fit the scenery
For me, it's eagle-scout easy
But it's more or less yesterday since we placed bets
On whether to agree or soon regret
The bed we hadn't even slept in yet
Glee between the three sheets to the wind
Then regression, lest we forget
What the fuck year is it!?
Toe the line, you're doing fine
I'll smile a mile if I could find something worthwhile
Got educated, graduated, never dated
'Cause you hated being jaded
On trial for the style but nigh the sign shines
Upon thine eyes, though beguiled
And now you're not mine to file in my mind
Guess I should shove that shit behind
You can say that the change is coming
But you don't know where it's coming from yet
You could take me to task
You know that all that you've got to do is ask
I feel vindicated at last
'Cause the present is just a diluted past
I seen proof that the change is coming
But I'm not afraid to speak up for something
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Meeting Street
03:54
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Could you pencil in a conference call with me?
I've got reports to run about our synergy
I don't have an inkling (hell no!)
All I've got is a fantasy
That all this data I'm compiling
Is something you might find worth filing
Meeting street
I just want to meet with you
Every time I sit down in my swivel chair
I get duly flustered knowing that you're there
I don't want to pull you (hell no!)
You've got all of your ducks in line
But in my dreams your plans will vanish
And you'll be in need of a boy to manage
I couldn't have projected (hell no!)
Five foot nine, I get petrified
That you'd turn in your resignation
Leaving me to cube isolation
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747
03:56
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I know you're scared out there in the corner of the map
The life of luxury must have escaped your lap
And that's a load of crap
The hours tick too slow and nobody seems to call
The world is way too big and you're perpetually small
You've got to take the fall
You'll fight against the grain of the state you're in
You know the human race wasn't designed to win
Life's not always black and white
Sometimes there's some grey inside
And if I could afford to see you
I'd be on a plane right now to bring you back home
You've got a victor's edge but you've yet to see the light
The camera shines your way and makes you come out bright
You're going to be all right
I promise sometime soon we'll meet in a cafe
So you can figure out what you have got to say
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Capital Letters
03:45
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Back in 1990 you were barely but a prayer
But you took over Pangaea since, I know for I was there
And it crushes me to see you sinking, struggling in the snow
But I'm on your side and you're well-aligned
With every soul you know
And it all will get better
As we call in capital letters
Everyone has obstacles but yours are damn intense
And you're not sure how
But you're standing now with a million loyal friends
Your heart is so gigantic I'm afraid it's gonna burst
But the love that seeps out as you sleep
Will prepare you for the worst
We're all waiting for your next act
And everything's gonna go fine
Yeah, everything, everything's gonna go
Back to 1990, it is raining dogs and cats
Your novel will be written one day, you can count on that
And you're not exactly tired but you drift without a sound
There's an endless world for you out there
And if all else fails, we'll be around
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Harder Than This
03:26
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The way I am around you makes me slowly go insane
I'm not a lust diagnostician, at least that's not how it seems
And I could spend a solid decade trying to make you happy
But I'll just fall into the circles as your pupils point at me
I am extremely esoteric, or I'm more like a big nerd
Caught up pretending I can woo you
Just by using some big words
You're like a porcelain Doric column, but if columns were curvy
And it's the swivel of your hips that has the gall to unnerve me
And I won't be trying any harder than this
I won't be dying any harder than this
I'm sure the point I must be making makes me Machiavellian
If it appears that I'm babbling then go on and tell me
Because I think my biggest fear lies in the fear that I've lost you
And I feel like an adolescent wearing an adult costume
There's something gorgeous although somber
In the curl of your lips and when they're in my field of vision
It's like I'm drowning in quicksand
And the myriad straws at which I grasp are making me blow it
You'd probably tell me to calm down and don't I fucking know it
I see your hand and raise you nothing
And everyone gets on my case
They tell me I could turn in something
But even if I did, I don't have have a decent poker face
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11. |
Lights Out
05:55
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The sky's the limit on what makes you mad
With all the toothless animosity you hold
You're gonna need a bigger bag
And the world's unfair, yeah, we've all been there
But you're not trying one iota to see it through
Eventually you'll hopefully come to the conclusion
That the common denominator's you
And I don't have the patience and I don't have the time
To deal with your mind
And I don't have the heart to say that you're all right
When you're not all right
I think that you're phony, I think that you're foolish
I think that you need to get a little more sleep
It's so fashionable to feel so bored
You've got yourself a juggling act of pushing people back
And then complaining that you're being ignored
You know, they say insanity's culled from getting shitty results
But never bothering to make a switch
You call yourself an actor
But the only thing I've ever seen you act like is a bitch
I think you're unfocused, I think you're unworthy
(Good night, sleep tight, lights out, sweet dreams, good night)
I think that you need to maybe give it a rest
I think that you're simple, I think that you're scattered
I think that you need try and call it a night
I think you're the problem, I think you're the poison
I think that I need to get you out of my life
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