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Cocaine and Abel
03:55
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The distance from the man that I am to the man I want to be
The time it takes to realize that time is the distance I need
But I was born impatient and I was born unkind
But I refuse to believe I have to be the same person I was born when I die
Change is alright
Change is alright
I’m not proud of all the choices I’ve made for a lot of my life
Following the shadow when I damn well know that behind me is the light
But I’ve lied to my mother
I’ve made people feel like hell
But I refuse to believe I have to keep being cruel because I’m a coward myself
Time isn’t patience
No, patience takes time
Excuses will only do good if you’re waiting around to die
Everyone is born with self worth
How easily it turns to doubt
It takes letting go of what we know we can’t live without
But the blood in the water
Is the blood of my brother
We both learned it didn’t mean a thing in the end if one was thicker than the other
And I’ve tried having faith
But I’ll rot like a dove
Cause I’ve always been scared of loving someone just a little bit more than I’m loved
Losing is fine
Everything is fine
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2. |
If I'm Crazy
04:09
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Don’t act surprised if I disappoint you
The poison we both have inside is the same
Though we pretend I know that we both knew There’s no prize at the end of this game
I gave up the ghost a long time ago but it still haunts me
I’m a goddamn mess for you to clean up, but I like it
Your dream turned into a nightmare when I crawled inside it
The whole world thinks I’m insane, and it might be true
But if I’m crazy, I’m crazy for you
We live in a castle, made out of sand
I stood there and wondered how much you can stand
Both of us float in the same kind of dark
I was the storm and you were always the ark
So if I cut my lip when I bite the glass
Tell everyone in the room that I’m fine
It hurt for the first few times but at last
I’ve learned to love a little blood in my wine
I’m a goddamn mess for you to clean up but I like it
Your dream turned into a nightmare when I crawled inside it
The whole world thinks I’m insane, and it might be true
But if I’m crazy, I’m crazy for you
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3. |
You Are Perfect Too
05:12
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Everything’s coming off and I’m falling faster than our clothes can hit the floor. I know I shouldn’t ask you if you hate, I said honey are you sure.
I know we’re moving fast but where we’re headed you haven’t been before No, we aren’t perfect but at least we won’t be lonely anymore
How are you so good to me?
How are you so good to me?
By the fire in your eyes and the skin of my teeth How are you so good to me?
It started with the walks around the block when you were mad to clear your mind And every now and then became more often, now you’re sorry all the time.
But time can be a prison or a dream, depending how you see the clock.
You say you’re gonna leave me and I hope someday the tick does more than tock.
How are you so good to me?
How are you so good to me?
I see the fire in your eyes, by the skin of my teeth, Why are you doing this to me?
So I started making plans a little poison in your drinks to ease my nerves
I hated every second that I gave to you I knew you don’t deserve,
But I want you like a dying man who gave up on his dreams when he was young. Naming every hour that he wasted after things he could’ve done.
But I won’t put up with it,
No, I’ll put it down.
I’ve learned to bury things I hate deep in the ground. I carry all the little trophies of your touch
But today, I’m going to beat you to the punch.
How are you so good to me?
How are you so good to me?
I see the fire leave your eyes, by the skin of my teeth How are you so good to me?
Now you’ll always be good to me
I stared at all the things we’d never have.
The blood around my feet became my throne. I ran my little fingers down his back Whispered I’m the only love you’ll never know
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Preacher Feature
03:52
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They think you’re a savior,
You say that you’re free from the sin.
Behind closed doors,
They don’t know the trouble you’re in.
But one day the heavens will call all the angels back home, And you won’t get to go. Damned to be alone.
The lies are rope wrapped around your neck.
In your eyes is the doubt for the God you neglect. On the day of your judgement, you’ll call to the glory “Don’t close the pearly gates yet”
But it’s too late to change your story,
Now you’re the one that God will forget.
They found you next morning,
With note on the table that read.
Man can have demons, his heart can’t beat out of his head. Don’t blame the temptation, cause bad luck is all that I got And it turns out luck is the faith of a man without God.
The lies are rope wrapped around your neck.
In your eyes is the doubt for the God you neglect. On the day of your judgement, you’ll beg to the glory “Don’t close the pearly gates yet”
It was too late to change your story,
Now you’re the one that God will forget.
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5. |
Hell and You
03:11
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Went to the bar to get a little closer to myself and learn
Things I never really wanted to know.
The walk got a little far so I got into a cab that smelled like vinegar; Stains that showed what’s in the girl before.
But I want to be where all the stupid shit I say Sounds so romantic and true.
Cause I’d rot in hell with you,
If you’d just ask me to.
I love the shitty things we do together,
Live with me in this sin forever.
Hell and you, I know you want it too.
I hope you take the shot, see this chance.
Feel the fire, and let me have this dance with you.
We take things a little far, but you couldn’t name a place I wouldn’t go with you. A plane, a train, a car, I’d run. If I was dead I’d float.
I’d crawl in bed with you.
Even on someone else’s blood on top of someone else’s love,
In the worst motel we find.
Cause home is the last place that I’d stand to be with anyone but you.
I’d rot in hell with you,
If you’d just ask me to.
I love the shitty things we do together,
Live with me in this sin forever.
Hell and you, I know you want it too.
I hope you take the shot, see this chance.
Feel the fire, and let me have this dance with you.
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6. |
I Hope Your Husband Dies
03:53
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Trust me, I'm not jealous
I'm just hoping that he really messes up.
I'm not so much afraid of letting go
As much as scared of giving up.
And all the distance that we spent apart will never have to mean a thing. Cause every mile I travelled was to find the perfect stone to fit your ring.
And I, I hope your husband dies.
Living in the moment’s hard when everything I want is in the past.
Now you’re with this asshole, you expect me to believe it's going to last. But when I had you near me I just couldn’t think of anything to say.
Now that I'm alone, I’ve got the perfect things to tell you everyday.
Cause I, I hope your husband dies.
So trust me, I'm not jealous
I'm just hoping that he really fucks things up.
I'm not so much afraid of being alone
Just kind of feel I've had enough.
Time and time again, time reminds me you'll never be my own.
We'll never have a house to decorate, a place that we can call our home.
So I, I hope your husband dies.
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7. |
Capture
01:06
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8. |
Hungover in Jonestown
03:22
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You are the hammer, I am the nail Building a house in the fire on the hill There is a string, that leads me to hope I tie the noose, but you are the rope.
It was a lie, that got me in bed
Cause I am the dog, and you are the shed
I can’t find the perk in the Percocet when you’re not around
This is the fight that taught me to feel, If I am the drunk, you are the wheel
So I drink till the night becomes another day The day is just another little thing in our way No one ever chooses to be a flawed design But this life is a joke and death is the punchline
You are the queen, I am the rook
You are the fire and I burn like a book
I don’t know how this one ends till I die And the honest part of reliable is the lie.
The greater the power, the more the abuse You are the hand, I worship the bruise
If romance is dead, I guess I’m a necrophiliac
Every God needs a sacrifice
I am the cross and you are the Christ
So I drink till the night becomes another day
The day is just another little thing in our way
There’s something about the way you beat me down
That I’ll never learn
You’re the pint of no return
The pain in my chest, the stain on your dress, the glass in my eye Cause life is a joke, Death is the punchline
Life is a joke, and death is the punchline.
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Jumping off 14th avenue tonight
Spill all my regrets in the highway light
They might call me a coward, and they might call it a sin
But I’ll never have to hear those words again
I took pills the doctors gave me for my brain
It’s a chemical imbalance from what they know
I never felt much different or the same
With the way I feel I wouldn’t even know
So I said goodbye to both my mom and room
And I walked towards all the things I’ll never do
I almost called my friends to see what all of them would say
But they never really answer anyway
Maybe someone else can use my eyes or heart
I thought about taking pills to buy them time
I couldn’t take the chance that I’d survive
With a new regret in the hospital light
I had a thousand different answers when the problem’s what I need
In a city lay in ruins with the carpenter asleep
And the architect was digging through the ash to find the plans they’ll never need
At least not for me.
Dear Family, don’t cry
I took years to find a meaningful and peaceful place to die so I’ll be fine
Sincerely, Caroline
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10. |
The Liars Club
03:02
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Left my house with a book of matches To try to burn this city down.
Instead I drove into the ocean,
And started swimming till I drowned.
Cause I’m a liar, liar, Blood on fire
As drunk as I was, And the ship sailed by.
And the sharks in the water made me realize that death is real
There’s nothing at all that makes you feel as small as dying will.
Ghosts have a way to make regrets feel so alive,
But it’s the deaths in us all that keep the hope of finding something better.
I left my house with that book of matches,
And all the worst intentions found.
I locked my kids down inside the basement, And burned their dreams straight to the ground.
Cause I’m a liar, liar, Blood on fire
As fucked as I was,
As the ship sank down.
And the sharks in the water made me realize that death is real
There’s nothing at all that makes you feel as small as dying will.
Ghosts have a way to make regrets feel so alive,
But it’s the death in us all that keeps the hope of finding something better.
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Remember how it felt when we were little?
We swore that we would never grow up.
Till we learned that the worst of the world, is in people we love.
It got cold in our hearts,
But our body was kind.
So we drank and raised hell and found something to fuck to survive.
Sometimes we’re drunker than a little, And I swear I don’t have to throw up
The best times are all of the worst with the people we love
It made sense in our hearts,
And we bleed for the night.
No matter how we feel in the morning, We know we’ll survive.
Sometimes we’re the leader,
Some we’re in the middle
But someday everyone gets left behind.
Now I’m older and the fire feels so little And time became something to kill.
I must have died and gone to heaven, Cause this is boring as hell.
Sometimes we’re the leader,
Some we’re in the middle
But someday everyone gets left behind.
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12. |
The Dreamer
04:02
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I’m so goddamn tired of whistling, “I’m so lonesome I could cry.” Your eyes they look like diamonds Still stuck inside the mines
But I’ll dig them out.
I know that you’re waiting around To find the right man, you say. The thing about taking your time, It takes it right back, someday.
No one deserves my world Quite like you do.
And it’s true,
I hate everything but you.
So tonight, I’ll follow you home,
Start up a fire that’ll keep us both warm And I’ll drag my lips up your thighs Wait till you open your eyes
When hold you real still.
Cause If I can’t have you,
Nobody will.
Winter was leaving early That chill to the bone.
I kissed you every morning As the wind whistled on, But God’s humor did too.
When you’re as happy as this,
Time starts to fly. It’s true.
I built these wings after jumping,
Not dreaming of the sky, for you.
It’s all for you.
My skin is gray too,
And I’ll lay by your side till everything is rotten through.
So tonight, we’ll celebrate life
Eat the best food and we’ll drink the best wine.
We’ll make love too, dreaming every moment of you. Your chest against mine,
My gun against your spine,
And we’ll leave the world the way dreamers do.
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13. |
Release
00:15
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14. |
Edmund Temper
03:45
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I have a heart like a diamond
I have a mouth made of lead
I have a way with my words, when I talk they believe every word I’ve said. There was a shine in her smile
It blinds everyone’s way.
I have a way with my hands and when I play with their heart it turns to clay.
So I prayed to God,
“How can you give them the gift of life,
Then curse me with the hands to take it away. I never asked you to move the mountain,
I just want the strength to climb it,
And find a different way.’
I got a hundred pound problem that I’m leaving on the side of the road Hit the highway and I won’t go back until I’m not alone
I got a game to play if you like to lose
You can turn me on, but honey I’m bad news
When you’re born a shadow in everybody’s mind, Beauty is just a cancer we leave behind.
Things would be different if I were a daughter,
I dove head first into a pool without water,
To learn how to swim.
I got a hundred pound problem that I’m leaving on the side of the road Hit the highway and I won’t go back until I’m not alone
I got a game to play if you like to lose
You can turn me on, but honey I’m bad news
When I stare into the mirror,
I see all the parts I know are wrong
And can’t help but wonder
Which side I’m really on.
When the whole world points to hopeless,
I just hope it wasn’t all pointless
And the burden weighs too much to carry along.
I got a hundred pound problem that I’m leaving on the side of the road Hit the highway and I won’t go back until I’m not alone
I got a game to play if you like to lose
You can turn me on, but honey I’m bad news
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15. |
Stronger Than Dead
03:27
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I want the glory
I just don’t want the work.
I want the scars and the story I don’t want it to hurt
I don’t have excuses,
I just don’t have the time.
I know I’m not wrong, I just ain’t right in someone else’s mind.
And I will carry this weight till I die
This body’s a bag that collects every hour as it passes by So I try, no matter how hard it might get.
As long as I wake up, I’m already stronger than dead
I dream of the beauty
To be free from the doubt Everyone’s dying to find What they can’t live without.
The science of losing, and the pressure it brings, I’m learning that sometimes
Time doesn’t heal a thing
And I will carry this weight till I die
This body’s a bag that collects every hour as it passes by So I try, my hardest to never forget
As long as I wake up, I’m already stronger than dead Already stronger than dead
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