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Am I desperate, Am I bored
Putting tension on my vocal chords
Screaming in an empty room
Needing the echo to have some proof
That something's there
And I don't care
That it's just sound waves
Bouncing without aim
Silence overtakes the noise
But I know better than to blame my voice
Or dream it was more masculine or sonorous;
Commanding attention
But all my words all go unheard
While my throat's burning
From the shouts I sing
And I hear how hoarse it all sounds
I want this to end
I want to go deaf
But I will not admit defeat
To these unfeeling walls of cold concrete
I take refuge on the floor,
Inhale deep, and start to scream once more
And I don't care that no one's there
To witness the sound
That I let forth now
Til my lungs gasp and my voice cracks
And my sight grows dim
And the silence wins
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Brother, Brother
03:35
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Every morning was a question, every afternoon a taunt
It was so hard to find direction so I got purposefully lost
But now all I've lost is this sense of distraught
Brother, Brother, I feel nothing but love
It's in my blood; it's in my blood
I used to think wisdom was aging; that beauty peaks and then it fades
But our beauty is only changing into something time can't erase
But nothing can shake from my heart the mark that it has made
Brother, Brother, I feel nothing but love
It's in my blood; it's in my blood
But if my love ever feels distant or if it ever feels empty
Understand its cause I've given love of one for love of everything
Thing that's alive, that will die, that is gone, that is here, that is free
Brother, Brother, I feel nothing but love
It's in my blood; it's in my blood
I don't need nothing but love.
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My 2 Cents
02:51
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This day and age they want nine-to-five and don't be late
Delay your dreams for something more
But I was destined to syncopate the ebb and flow
So no it's mine and theirs and yours
I'm far to rich for your two cents
I was too far gone to begin with
Don't doubt I listen, it just hasn't been spent
Oh but now you
Got me second guessing myself
Sometimes it gets to 3rd or 4th
But that's as far as I let it go
Cause there nothing more you haven't seen
Now I'm taking it back to where what's mine is theirs and yours is yours
I'm far to rich for your two cents
I was too far gone to begin with
Don't doubt I listen, it just hasn't been spent
Oh but now you got me second guessing myself
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Caffeine
03:03
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I keep waking every single day with the same thought on my mind
What is stopping from being tamed and sleeping in a suit and tie
It's not supposed to feel this nice
But I keep waking every single day with a killer craving for caffeine
But don't you worry I'm not to the point where I will take a stab at your blood stream
I'm not supposed to need caffeine
But I keep turning every single time I told to by my GPS
And I keep turning down a chance to fight for a calming educated guess
But I'm not calm, I'm tired
So I keep saying every single day this is the last time that you'll see me
But we both know that we'll make eye contact over coffee cups in the morning
I'm not supposed to need caffeine
But I keep turning every single time I told to by my GPS
And I keep turning down a chance to fight for a calming educated guess
Yeah I keep turning every single time I told to by my GPS
And I keep turning to my will to fight less and less and less and less
But I'm not calm, I'm tired
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Quarters
04:28
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Quarters on my bedroom floor, papers crowd my desk
Pacing like a captured cat through the cluttered mess
Quarter passed three AM, stars are growing dim
Can't tell if its the dawn or just light pollution
Don't let me let you down again
Quarter of my life is gone, I'm in my corporal prime
Stolen from my mothers arm and borrowed for the night
Clawing for a reason why I have all I possess
And what is to become of me when nothing else is left
(And second was a morning and every morning was a question
And ever question has an answer and ever answer has some context
But all the context is subjective and every subject needs a kingdom
And every kingdom needs an era and this one's slipping by each second)
Don't let me let you down again
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What a Way to Go
03:24
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And we sailed into the that Thursday night
On the same physics as first flight
As thing wings beside us started to rise
You could tell that something just wasn't right
So I kissed you to calm your nerves
But the plane, it started to swerve
And the sound of metal tearing reverberated
As we crashed to the earth
SO HEY JENNY HO JENNY
WHAT A WAY TO GO JENNY
I am flying and you are too
So please hear me! Fly near me
I know I will die
Nearly brain and boneless but close to you
Oh Bernoulli! boi, you let me down
Now I'm staring at an enlarging ground
As the wind creates a deafening sound
That thankfully drowns out you crying out
Cause I know I can't bear to hear
The only true rational fear from kingdom come
Because if I have to die,
I might as well enjoy the ride so lets have some fun
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8. |
This World is Not For Us
04:38
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I was staring out the dirty glass watching the other world swirling past
my field of sight
I was feeling like a voyeurist, catching glimpses of motorists and traffic lights
And I saw red,
It filled my head with a longing to be there instead
But i'm aware that it is not for us; the skyscrapers, streets that run under my feet
The things we bought and the things we felt
The things we had and the things we held were out of reach
And we were there
I just couldn't bear to see that that world just didn't just didn't care
And all there monuments were so cold
Those epitaphs and those golden domes
Conveyed a message we've always known
That world was not for us.
I was staring out the dirty glass watching the other world swirling past
my field of sight
I was feeling like a voyeurist, catching glimpses of motorists and traffic lights
And I saw red,
But we'll be dead, we'll grow old and die be for they let
Us into there golden society
And shower us with all there money
But I won't let that worry me
Our world is good enough
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