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Impenetrable Fortress
03:01
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Nobody knows what hell looks like except me
I took a trip there last fall, it was a pretty bad time
There was food on the table but nobody would eat
We spent the evening just staring at the bottles of wine
And when I get the pictures I took
And flip through all of those memories
I hope they’ll be enough of a distraction
To stop me for a moment from thinking of you
This is the way I stumble through every day
I’m flipping on my delay and I’m holding my own horses
I’m a charity case locked with the key thrown away
So impossible to break through my impenetrable fortress
I took a job assembling boxes of things
For other people to use, I couldn’t afford on my own
One day I had enough and packed up all of that stuff
I snuck it under my shirt and sped away to my home
And when all those policemen appeared
With their flashing lights and their crude demands
I knew throughout the whole entire process
I wouldn’t have a second to think about you
I guess some might consider me crazy
Or at the very least quite problematic
But they don’t have you haunting their minds
Every minute of every hour of every
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2. |
The Pilgrimage
03:26
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There is a tunnel that leads out of the city
The crooked soldiers trudging through one by one
I watch them, high up from my perch in the tower
The moving dotted line approaching the other side
And I wait and I wait and I wait for the moment to come
When the pilgrimage will finally be done
And I long and I long and I long ‘til I’m biting my tongue
Will the pilgrimage claim another blind son?
For far too long they craved for nothing but silence
The bustling boroughs had them clutching their skulls
Not one could lay claim to pursuance of fortune
It stood to reason that they must give this quest a try
One by one
There is a tunnel that leads into the ocean
The crooked soldiers would have no way to know
I cannot reach them from my perch in the tower
But I can see them as they file toward their turn to die
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3. |
Goat In Cow's Clothing
03:12
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The trick I learned to disappearing
You can’t be brazen, you should just sit down
Lay back and slide toward the horizon
The Federales won’t protect you now
I tried to blend in with the sheep herd
Everyone clamoring around and round
But no one’s into a newcomer
It’s only moments until you’re found
I can be invisible
I can be whatever you want
Look at me fade out of view
I’m a goat in a cow’s clothing
Take note of everything I’m saying
This is precisely what you’ll need to do
Commiserate with your surroundings
No one’ll ever get the jump on you
It’s borderline some kind of science
Emerge from shadows and retreat with haste
And then when you’re assimilated
You’ll barely recognize your own face
It’s not a lesson you can unlearn
The sun is setting and the night draws near
And when you wake up in the morning
You must pretend that I was never here
Sometimes I want to scream out into the ether
But I took the medicine and I’m a believer
My only options are remain a deceiver
Or strike out on my own, or maybe it’s neither
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4. |
Don't @ Me
03:43
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Don’t at me
Whatever you do, you’d better not look down
A portrait of the opposite
Of a man applying himself
Far be it from me to judge begrudgingly
The picture of mental health
But I’m not the same on paper as in practice, I’ll confess
When layers are peeled back
We’re pretty much the same damn mess so
I won’t be attending your party
I won’t be around to say sorry
I can’t be led into the back now
I can’t wait to hear your attack now
All your fame is due to nepotism
A pattern forms of speaking out
The checks that you can’t cash
Your world is set ablaze, you clutch the magnifying glass
I don’t claim to be perfect but I’ll lay back in the shadows
While everything in your power
Leads your ass right to the gallows and
All the edge you held died years ago
One out of two ain’t bad, but it ain’t good either
Your emergency contact number is unreachable
Whatever you put out fell rotten in the sun
I doubt you could even understand this part
Even if you’re reading along with the words right now
Haha, good luck, Jim
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5. |
Well, I Never
03:13
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Well, I never wanted to go back
I never ran too far and sprinted off the track
I never thought the sea was black
I never found a puzzle that we couldn’t crack
Maybe it’s time to break down
Maybe we could live without running out of gas
Maybe we should just stick around
Maybe we could live without running from our past
Or we could go, yeah
Well, I never claimed to be aware
I never magnified the dormant disrepair
I never thought you’d even care
I never threw my hands up, grasping at the air
Well, I never felt betrayed before
I never heard the deadbolt slide out from the door
I never wanted to keep score
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6. |
Cupid With A Girlfriend
03:38
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I never pictured Cupid with a girlfriend
He always seemed to keep himself stunted
I can see him with his arrows and his guiding light
Affixing lovers together, then alone each night
Ascending up above oblivious crowds
Firing away at us to make his mom proud
But when he clocks out
Then does he muse upon his plight?
When will it be his turn to fall in someone’s sight?
Offer me your collar, baby
I won’t pull you to the ground
A tapestry of colors
Maybe you’ll see me floating around
A steady hand is always at his service
The arrow flies, he wonders of the purpose
And the voice in his subconscious
Blaring, “Wrong is right”
And the love he made surrounds him
And he’s lost the fight
I never pictured Cupid with a girlfriend
Drinking for one to celebrate the day’s end
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Track 7
03:06
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The album’s almost done
The tracks are sounding good and ready
And I could do with one more
But as I dwell upon a hook and a potential concept
I don’t know what to record
What am I gonna do?
What am I gonna do with track seven?
What am I gonna do with track seven?
I wrack my brain for words
And flip through my old spiral notebooks
But nothing’s coming out right
The hours slide along and I have yet to be productive
I could be at this all night
I can’t remember yearning so much just to take a break
Maybe a quick respite (maybe a little rest of the eyes)
Oh wait, who am I kidding?
Sometimes I wish I didn’t have a desire to be creative
It would be easier then
As it is, I’ll keep on pushing for my self-imposed output
Get up and try it again and again and again
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8. |
Leaving The Country
03:37
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Then all of a sudden we were around
We could wear gas masks and check out the sounds
But the constant trail of bread crumbs leads us to find
That the case has already been cracked open wide
Leaving the country sure seemed easier on paper
I don’t know if we’ll find our way again
All my devices are lost in the haze
Brought on by years of uranium rays
If we finally tamp down the blinking red light
It’s a miracle if anyone sees us tonight
I need a second opinion on this
Does the moon look closer than it usually is?
When they finally strike down that luminous light
It’s a miracle if we survive through the night
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Jawbreaker
03:30
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Ten in the morning and my skin is burned
Another notch into my bedpost earned
I’ve been rewarded with a five buck note
Gotta get my shit together and get on the boat
I trudge along into the corner store
And find a relic that I’ve seen before
I overlook the numbing in my arm
Thinking, “What could be the harm?”
Jawbreaker
You have all of my attention
You’re my obsession, I’m bowing to you
And I’ll write out my own confession
I’ve learned my lesson for what not to do
Another evening with a steel cage match
I must confess, I’ve kind of grown detached
I plug myself into a game of pong
Let the console overtake me with its siren song
I’ve got to admit I’m not as okay
As I was feeling earlier today
I’m not above another panic attack
When the thoughts come rushing back
Jawbreaker
Beyond fixated, I’m a nervous wreck
Got double vision as I hit the deck
I’m hoping maybe I can drag myself to safety
As the darkness overtakes me
You know
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10. |
Sound The Alarm
03:30
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Inside the vault it’s a little unsettling
I keep feeling like there’s something I’m forgetting
We made a plan so we’d all know what the cost is
No one knew that we’d have to take a hostage
Better sound the alarm
Or else you’re going nowhere, going nowhere
All my people are armed
And now you’re going nowhere, going nowhere
The job gives way to unparalleled distraction
I’m pulling teeth just to process a reaction
I tie your hands but I’d never want to hurt you
It’s for the best if I don’t stoop to desert you
My allies mock my impetuous decision
How could I turn on such a stellar vision?
As I draw close, my agenda fades to nothing
I didn’t notice your finger on the button
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11. |
I Found Me A Wife
03:32
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I know I’ve never been too good with figures
But every day my heart is growing bigger
And so I only want to be the best for you, for you
It’s not a matter of taking up my time
Because your happiness should last a lifetime
Our little family will see each other through and through
Now I can always feel our fingertips entwined
When we communicate we share a common mind
I found me a wife
And I know that she’s the one for me
I know that she’s ineffably the best part of my life
I found me a wife
And it’s almost reverentially
It’s in the way she looks at me and somehow gets me high
In my formative days I felt aversion
To navigate the world to find one person
A feat I had an unpreparedness to divine, divine
We walk along the shadow of our fortress
Beneath the summer skies of pink and orange
And all that I can think’s I’m proud to call you mine, you’re mine
And as the wind picks up we turn to head back home
To build a million memories atop our throne
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