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Skin
02:00
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We spend a lot less time in bed than we used to
& I know when no one can win
But what are you willing to lose?
Spit it out… I’d spit it out
But still you got your fingers deep inside my mouth
If you’re in to win it now
You’re gonna have to pin me down, pin me down
Who’s skin would you rather be in?
(on and in and on and out and in)
Who’s skin would you rather be in?
(on and in and on and out and in)
on and in and on and out and
SKIN!
You spend a lot more time with friends than you used to
And I knew then you’d fuck him again
But, what is a woman to do?
Drink it up… I’d Drink it up
And when I’m done I know there still won’t be enough
Probably should’ve called your bluff
But loved to be the fuck up that you loved to fuck
Who’s skin would you rather be in?
(on and in and on and out and in)
Who’s skin would you rather be in?
(on and in and on and out and in)
on and in and on and out and in
on and in and on and out and in
on and in and on and out and
SKIN!
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2. |
Television
03:35
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my feet are a definite maybe
we’ll see if they
can handle the weight i’ve been carrying lately
that voice
been telling me it’s a bad choice
been jumping through hoops to stay stuck in my loop
and cancel out that noise
i’ve been living with flexible definitions
why would i try to learn it again
when i can watch how it ends on television?
why try to clear my conscience and mend
when my conscience can end on television?
i’ve been trying to view life as more than a joke
(i’m not buying it. i’m not buying it.)
finding joy in the things i can‘t drink & can’t smoke
it’s okay, at the end of the day i am only a ghost
and now i’m driving around taking lives
for a newspaper headline at most.
i’ve been living some flexible definitions
i’ve been making some lively projections
and i’ve been learning my lessons
why would i try to learn it again
when i can watch how it ends on television?
why try to clear my conscience and mend
when my conscience can end on television?
it’s a bit ominous to just exist in the audience
can’t wait to be with my friends on television!
who would‘ve guessed that the end would commence
without a whimper or a bang
just a studio audience?
nobody guessed that the end had commenced
without a whimper or a bang
just a studio audience
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3. |
DIG
02:54
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i’m down in the rabbit hole seeing how deep it goes
looks like the trick was really on me
it’s a symptom first
creeps like a curse
thought knowing was best but the truth is worse
now i’m watching from the corner
with the world on the brink
might need a coroner
maybe just a drink
don’t wanna be at this party
feels more like a funeral to me
if ya listen to the dead they talk about immunity
Dig!
about when the talking heads started making real sense
i was in the hallway crying on a cot
put your arm around me
show me where does it lead
still outta my mind here trippin in the weeds
running into the waves
pulling dirt in the grave
go star gazing in the middle of the day
if you’re not swimming, you’re drowning
or biting on the bait
you can’t push a rope but you can make a figure eight
are you digging down?
getting lost underground?
are you digging down?
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4. |
Legwork
03:38
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i’ll lay it on thick and have an expression pre-picked
for the first time
i see you in public
it’s been a couple of months since
i’ve had the nerve to
leave my own house and do things that i need to
and risk running into you
isn’t it a little bit easier now
you dont have to see me around?
have i taken the legwork out of it?
did i supply something you could run with?
have i taken the legwork out of it?
now, it’s been a couple of months since i thought that
you’ve had any intention
of leaving without an impressive expression of who
i’d risk running into
isn’t it a little bit easier now
you dont have to see me around?
have i taken the legwork out of it?
did i supply something you could run with?
have i taken the legwork out of it?
have i given you something to run with?
or something to run from?
have i taken the legwork out of it?
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5. |
Cruel
03:23
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“you keep thinking this will be some big beautiful thing
why do you keep thinking this will be some big beautiful thing?”
i roll in with my signature grin and my shaking hands
needing somewhere safe to land
seekin’ soft and tangible
but i’ve been living like a caged fucking animal
i roll in mistaken that we can
make an investment into what i bit into
into what i bought from you
but, i’m the one that’s
cruel?
am i the one who‘s cruel?
i roll in like an idiot
full of vinegar and piss thinking this was really it
and when i finally spit it out
it put a bad taste in your mouth
you roll in with your diamond eyes
saying things are fine for the hundredth time
how did our future get from being a promise to a threat?
“you keep thinking this will be some big beautiful thing
why do you keep thinking this will be some big beautiful thing?”
well, pardon fucking me.
I Hate You Don‘t Leave Me
i’ll take it. just keep me.
shouldn’t we both get to be
something to somebody
instead of just somebody’s thing?
am i the one who’s cruel?
darlin‘... i think that‘s you.
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6. |
Up!
03:43
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little boxes in the high rise
full of happy, healthy, humans just like me!
shut down the safe injection center
in the name of safer streets
choke hold the local cultural heart and cease the beat
more artisanal pizza is what the people need!
they’ll sharpen our teeth to the gums
maxed out a student loan
to heat her family’s home before they freeze
asking for change wrapped in the flag
of the country that failed me
sent the kids to bed without their daily bread
the second time this week
he got paid in exposure and died due to exposure
in the ring while entertaining
can we sharpen our gums back into teeth?
they’ll build up and break this town down to the dirt
‘til all we’ll afford is self storage in the bellies of worms
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7. |
Billions
03:30
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maybe that‘s the best thing to aim for
the view from down on all fours
first class ticket to nowhere
there‘s a price to pay
to burn up the atmosphere
to go out in a flame
space trips for billionaires
when nothing seems to work down here
first class ticket to nowhere
there‘s a price to pay
to burn up the atmosphere
to go out in a flame
up up and away!
if you never come back down
we’ll send a car up to meet you
all expenses waived
famous... i know who you are
just look at your car
aren‘t you the villain?
breaking the american dream and taking a piece
making a killing
maybe that‘s the best we can aim for
the view from down on all fours
all expenses waived
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8. |
Imposter
02:39
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i’ve been freaking out for three decades now looking for
help
me jot it down before it rots and i forget that
feeling
sorry now, can’t see the reason i’m worth
seeing
someone else
now, that checks out!
i’m convinced that i’m not well
that i’m down and out
and on the floor when i’m on the ceiling
i got it in my head how
i’m an imposter now
and who am i to deny that feeling?
i’ll look you in the eye to seem alright but i’m just being
nice
to meet the guy inside the mirror with their hammer
swinging
side to side is maybe the highest i’m worth
feeling
left behind
yeah, that seems fine.
we didn‘t set out to diminish ourselves it just happened
one time i’d love to see myself in spite of myself
convinced that i’m not well
i’m not well
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9. |
Trouble
03:12
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re’s always been something missing
i’ve always had the urge to help everyone but myself
a self-deprecating condition
my history has left me with a want in me
i was looking for something; wasn’t looking for you
(any port in a storm)
but since i’m looking for something
any something will do
when i went looking for something
i was looking for the wrong reasons darlin’
was out to cause some harm
and when i was telling you somethin’
i was being modest
i wasn’t being totally honest
i was looking for something; wasn’t looking for you
(any port in a storm)
but since i’m looking for something
any something will do
i wasn’t looking for it - i wasn’t looking
i’m awake
(“i’m fast asleep”)
dreaming of me
(“grinding my teeth”)
the mirror abovec the sink - disgust looking at me
(“you’re awake”)
you’re fast asleep
(“dreaming of you”)
grinding your teeth
it’s all rumours - it’s second speak
it’s he said and she said.
i’m not worth all this trouble.
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10. |
Dance
02:59
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the good times are fading fast
memories don’t tend to stay
lately all the days go by
as if they’re in some kind of race
i may be worn out
but i still got time to shine
maybe you feel worn out
is the worst on it’s way?
does it feel like the ship is going down?
when the comets hit we can smile together
the big one’s coming close
when the world splits we can dance together
sometimes the feelings pass
we borrowed them anyway
my mind wanders off
it’s bored of all the things i say
i may have a broken wing
but i can still fly side to side
i know you got a song to sing
louder than you’ve ever been
to drown out the sound of
the elevator’s dropping down
when the comets hit we can smile together
the big one’s coming close
when the atom splits we can dance together
ship is going down
when the comets hit we can smile together
big one’s coming close
when the world splits we can dance
we can dance
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11. |
Down
03:55
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it’s been smoking in the back room
comin’ on a couple of months now
been trying not to look at it but the wall’s coming down
it’s been pacing on the front steps
trying to get into an empty apartment
it used to be our home but now it’s a ghost town
if it’s going up i know it’s coming down
i’m reading that room
and checking the signs that say it’s fine
and still i’m bracing for impact every time
it’s been coming quick
our table with no place to sit
and maybe we don‘t always need to feel so sick
it’s been hitting hard
we’re dodging knockouts in the dark
and maybe it doesn’t always need to feel so heavy
i’m reading that room
and checking the signs that say it’s fine
and still i’m bracing for impact every time
when it’s structurally sound i’m feeling around
lookin’ for cracks and somehow
bracing for impact even now
if it’s going up i know it’s coming…
down
except there‘s no bottom now
and even when it’s up the high is never high enough
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