1. |
The Hunting Ground
02:23
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I was wrong
You were right, and I was wrong about everything
But I can't tell the difference
Between the flower and the bee
Between the Mountain and the Trees
You say in love
Anything the mind is capable of
is in the realm of whats in check
But in battle there are standards, and you need practice, and you need self respect
Your Caterpie
Will become a Metapod soon you will see
And finally a Butterfree
to beat the air beneath see what it can see
Mr. Uehara
Shooting birds in the backyard with a bee-bee gun
Its been 14 months since he last saw his son
and he's getting older
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2. |
Heatseeker
03:48
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Surface static on the television
and the weather man expects the worst
Keep a towel by your bedside
to cover up when it starts to hurt
and with the water all around you
We could drift into the sea
and if you ask anything out of me
Im at your mercy
right where i want to be
In solitude, or in solidarity
My shadow keeper, of idol company
Is your heart unwinding?
Or is it just giving out?
Do you understand whats happening?
Or are you figuring it out?
The continent divided
and they are calling each other out to fight
But i'd wait forever
If you can make it through the night
But if you never come back here to me
I still grow strong
for each ring inside the tree
much more than all my anxiety
my shadow keeps me enough company
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3. |
Fly Away Home
02:16
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Layover, Christmas Day
Out of town, far away
Hell is real, in Kansas City
I'm alive, but I feel shitty
Its all the same
Hangover, I'm wide awake
Out of turn, that's my mistake
I know its become a problem
but if I'm still working on it
whats left to say?
Wait on, for the right words to say
Hang on
It might take me a minute
But i swear that I'll get
One of these days
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4. |
Leafs
02:05
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The color has drained
from the leaves on the trees
In your neighborhood
they flutter down
rest on the ground
till there crushed underfoot
The air is now brisk
and cold to the touch
and the sun that once warmed us
doesn't warm us so much
Our skin would once burn
inevitably turn
bright red it would thirst
bubble and burst
then it would shed
They lie in the school yard
they lie in the street
they go where the wind blows and where shadows creep
They whorl and they twirl
like thoughts in your head
they toss and they turn
like you in your bed
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5. |
...In The China Shop
01:19
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Is it any wonder that we're gone?
Is it any wonder that nobody has called
in a couple of days
or does it seem like everything is fine?
Has it ever crossed your mind you're wrong?
Owning up is one thing but to put it in a song
is ironic to say the least
and to say anymore
could take too long
Is it any wonder that we're going bald?
Is it any wonder that your skins falling off
of your arms and your face
or does it seem like this is how it feels
to be our age now?
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6. |
Nervosa
01:08
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I've been grinding my teeth while I sleep
and my stomachs in knots so i can't even eat
and my minds playing tricks on me
you said "i'll see you in hell"
but i've seen you three times this week...
And i'm taking showers to feel clean
but how could i be when the filth is inside me
I try to forget but it always comes back
in cold sweats
and headaches
and panic attacks
And there's no monsters under the bed
because they moved on up to my head
And my sunken eyes from the restless nights
they don't do any good at hiding my lies
Like when you ask me if I'm doing OK
and I tell you its just been a rough day
and you're looking for something to say
but I don't wanna hear it anyway
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7. |
Kindling
01:56
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Rip up that magazine
and I'll start a fire
make the air a little warmer
and the night a little brighter
Tear our the centerfold
its flammable
and obsolete
now that I got you on my mind
Whenever I sing
I sing about you
and whenever I think
i think about you
But you got me feeling small
When I have to give my all, and that's all the time
Knock it down and start again
I fucked it up
I'm going out
I need air
Tear out this heart of mine
Its aching
and I'm breaking down
again, and again, and again
Now whenever I try
I'm trying for you
And whenever I'm crying
You're the one I'm crying over too
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8. |
Geometry
03:28
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I went to work
after the war
afraid I'd fall through the cracks
But they thought
I thought myself kinda clever
so they played me at defensive back
across a man who measured time
by the years since Cobain had died
that married a widow
from a far away island
because they had enough to share
The day to day down by the docks
play out like a game of Tetris
bring up supper, we're skipping breakfast again
and I bet the Warden is pissed
Through it all we get along
but the night commith early
when we show up at 6:30
and like plenty of sleep at night
so,
in the interest of saving time
we get paid by the hour
but I think he's losing his mind
well,
we're all losing our minds
Misheard dirty words
out on the virgin sea
broken glass on the isle
we laugh all the while
as they polish the quarters and plea
that someone else
take a turn
before he drowns
and I get burned alive at the stake
while the Spanish Armada carries you away
off to conquer the planet
in search of treasure hidden underneath us
at the bottom of the ocean
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