1. |
AFILAW
03:41
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It's not fair
It's not right
I go off to work and you run off to play all night
I get home
We have a fight
Screaming and shouting till we go to bed and make it right
I don't have a clue
How can I how can I can I get a hold of you
I'm losing control of the situation
I'm losing control of my inhibitions
I need my fix faster than you can chase down that locomotive
It's all fair in love and war and I'm
Gonna keep you going on
Can't keep it up
Can't keep it tight
How am I going to trust you if I can't tell a lie
From the truth in disguise
It's not that it matters I'm a werewolf in disguise
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2. |
Come On Sugar
03:13
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Come on sugar come back home
I don't ever want to be alone
Wake up with the wolves howling at my door
I turn on all the lights so I don't see those shadows any more
My bed's got monsters stacked so high I can't see my sheets
I need a break, I need a life, I need to just get some sleep
Can't fit these skeletons in my closet anymore
I'd sell my soul for a ray of sunshine in the crack on the floor
These bones are piling up so high that I've lost track of the clocks
I'm nervous shaking in my boots swearing these keys are for these locks
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3. |
Crazy
04:06
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Well, I was trying to see if you had changed your mind from the last time that we had seen each other in a while and I believe that time, time can mend anything. What do you think?
Well, I must be crazy. Judging by the look that you just gave me. I must be running out of time, I must be losing all of my mind, trying to keep you from running around my head. Well I swear it'd be a lot easier if you just came back to bed.
Well, I was wondering if you would ever tell me what you think, but the more I contemplate on these things the more I think that silence is the key. Just come on home with me.
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4. |
Gunpowder & Cocaine
04:01
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Gunpowder and cocaine
I just might be going insane
Dodge the fire and fuck the fame
Hell, I can't even remember my name
No
Bloodshot eyes and breathing fire
Brimstone falling from the sky
Please let me in don't let me die
Another line to take me higher
No
Slick back my hair and go to church
I am doing the devil's work
Hang my head out to far to dry
If I get caught they'll hang me high
No
Fill me in don't kick me out
I promise I won't scream and shout
That's fine I've got gasoline
I promise I won't hear you scream
No
Gunpowder and cocaine
I just might be stretching my brain
Luckily I don't believe in shame
Walk the line and take no blame
No
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5. |
Out The Door
06:22
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Spent my last seven buck on cigarettes
Now I'm down to my last one and beginning to regret
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6. |
The House
04:47
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The house is gone, taken alive. Flames drown these walls, fire lights our eyes. Nothing is left for us to rebuild. That's what you said, brick, mortar, pills. It's all sick. Kept in. Waiting for something to take a part of
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7. |
My Favorite Bar
05:40
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Christmas lights in July
Neon signs in my eyes
Funny smelling cigarettes
Late night crawling in the streets
Everybody's walking to their own beat
Hip hop grooves and nobody's dancing
The girls are talking about
The boys are drinking
We're all taking shots at the bar
The girls glance over at us and start laughing
Making fools of ourselves all night long
At my favorite bar
Haven't paid for a shot
Me and the bartender go way back
Just shove it in the tip jar and let's roll
Somebody started a fight
Wave to the bouncer it'll be alright
Cheers as he get's kicked out and we laugh
Now just take your drink in your hand
And wave it around in the air
Now grab another and cheers with your brothers(and sisters)
We're all smiles in here
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8. |
Jessie James
05:52
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They call him Jessie James and they know that he's the best
The fastest with a pistol from the East coast to the West
When they see him walking down the street they tip their hat and smile
Everybody knows him not an enemy for miles
A puff of smoke escapes from his mouth, carried away in the wind
He taps his pipe and stuffs it full of more mescaline
Leaned his head back in his rocking chair he'll close his eyes and smile
Barefoot as a baby with the tears of a crocodile
He says
I can see my enemies approaching
I keep my hand rested on my gun
When I sleep I rest with one eye open
No one on this earth will live that long
Then one Sunday afternoon a stranger came to town
With wide shark eyes as black as night and a twisted sort of frown
A gold tooth in his pocket and a finger in his hair
Waiving around his pistol screaming in the air
Jessie steps out from the bar with a shotgun in his hand
Says I don't want to shoot you but I'd rather live to see me alive and you the one who's bleeding in the streets so put down your gun and leave me be a gentleman in peace
A shot is fired and Jessie flinches clenching to his leg
Smoke pours from his barrel as he answers with a spray of lead
The stranger then falls to the mud mixed blood and piss and beer
Jessie limps over to the body and spits right on his heel
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9. |
Alchemist's Daughter
03:13
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Let it all go
You'll be just fine
Sleeping in water just to keep your eyes dry
The river's ice cold
You don't feel a thing
Nothing to bother you when you're at this stage
Lethargic melodies discharging our vocabularies
Please let me breath in
Let me close my eyes and rid these dreams
Take away all the lies and hide my face from me
Sinking one foot at a time
Let dead dogs lie
I can't believe you waited here in such a long line
Giving birth to the heard
Queen of the world
Keeping your secrets tucked in your skirt
Waiting for alchemist's to charge the skies in the ways that we missed
I can't belive I never once had to ask you for help
These chemicals have kept my mind stuck in this hell
Somebody kick me to sleep
Wake me up and tell me it's a dream
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10. |
Decisions Decisions
05:50
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All I ever wanted to be was something else
Other than myself,
I fought so hard
and never won
against anyone
but myself
I've burned a bridge
once or twice
a time or two
it's nothing new
a distraction's all it takes
a fleck in my eye
I almost died
for a shiny thing
or a diamond ring
will crack my teeth
and make me bleed
for that i sing
a song to the lost
here we go
a song for the lost
I'm looking out below...
I'm looking up above
trying to keep up with the Jones
Even though my name is mud I'll keep my head up
I'm just to high
High above your roof's and sheds
you won't catch me until I'm dead
I'll never let you, no I'll never let you pull me down
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