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Cosmonaut
01:38
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Cosmonaut, you are there then you're not, the stars are hearted
Who you think signs you're checks (thats me)
Who you think signs your checks, it's the best
Cosmonaut, you were dead now you're not, you sat in time but
who you think signs your checks
who you think signs your checks, it's the next best guy
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2. |
Letting Me Down
02:39
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All the lightning outside keeps waking me up
I write on the walls, cuz you're letting me roll around
the magic hot air keeps burning me up, they left without a sound
you're letting me down
Lights from fire outside, is keeping me up
they've finally returned to shuttle me home
Holy mystic outsider, lift me up
throw salt on this ground, you're letting me down
home
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Bodies
02:14
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Let's get reacquainted with our bodies and exchange our hellos with a little heat
I don't know much about your body but I want to make up, on the summer's eve
It's to late to savor what's been hiding but you turned it around into a war on me
You had hated painted on your body and you say we were close
We can exchange our hellos (hello)
Let's get reacquainted with our bodies and exchange our hellos with a little heat
Let's get reacquainted with our bodies and you say we were close
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4. |
Going Native
04:34
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Native son, have I become what I want
In this land, I can fit your heart in my hand
When I come, you're gonna know where I'm from
Cuz in this land, I can feel your heart in my hand
Fists up, Kumbaya singing white punks
Understand that you will never live like black man or woman
Fists out, scrubbing the soap from your mouths
And the way you stand, it's like I've got your throat in my hand
Going Native, on you
Native son, calling me back like I'm one
Cuz in this land, I can see the mark of my ancestors
What's mine is mine, tha'ts just the case in our time or whatever
African, except the other side of my hand
Going Native, on you
And when I come for you....
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5. |
Fire
02:03
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At the cannery
They said "light it up!"
It's a mystery
Call the cops! There were two voices left inside
Hurry up! There were two voices left inside
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6. |
Stutter
01:48
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It was everything to me
you walked away from it
true as god
and I have no memory
what kind of mad are, count to 1,2,3
I can find no smaller space than between you and me
Talk to me, I forget everything
Got a gold chain, drive in both lanes
gotta say I hope that everything will stay the same
things are so nice that I say you're name twice, Stutter
Never feel pain, never run game
I gotta say I hope that everything will never change
things are so nice that I say your name twice
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7. |
Turn Up the Snare
00:54
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8. |
Friendship Stew
03:56
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Friendship Stew, he’s my friend too
I’d tell him to stop if I wanted him to, and I do
Be friends with me, cuz’ I believe
You’re stuck in between everything that I see, and that I do
Friendship’s fast, and I have no past
I’d build it better if I wanted it to last, and I do
Friendship Stew, he’s my friend too
I’d tell him to stop if I wanted him to, and I do
I do wish time would arrive with you and I
(I do)
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9. |
Licking My Fingers
05:01
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Licking my fingers as I wait for you, it's what I do
Injure myself like a cartoon, it's what I'll do
Cross my fingers I'm the cross eyed king
and in my cross eyed kingdom I can make noise
Licking my fingers as I wait for you, it's what I do
Injure myself so you come soon, it's what I'll do
Cross my fingers I'm the cross eyed king
and in my cross eyed kingdom I can make noise
licking my fingers
Talking to myself out loud like your replaceable I know
Crawling inside one another I'll show you how I've grown
Licking my fingers as I wait for you, it's what I do
Injure myself so you'll come soon, it's what I'll do
When it gets hot, don't be alarmed
we can get high and we can look down, onto ourselves
I will be your name, you can be our shame (together)
I will be child, you will be mom
Wait til you see, you can be my sleeve
When it gets hot don't be alarmed
cuz I will be fine, cuz you'll be mine
You'll put me down, I will be your clown
I will be your queen, you can be my queen
I will your blade, you can be my blade
We'll look down, you'll be found
I will be your queen, you can be my queen
Licking my fingers as I wait for you
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10. |
Mustang (The Ian Song)
01:00
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Don't tell me what to do man!
Mustang
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11. |
I Still Think of You
03:33
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Talk in distress
took off your dress and folded it into two
if you're feeling used then it's true
but I still think of you
I scream louder in dreams when it's cold
and I see you waiting as if I wanted us to grow old
well I do
but I still think of you
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12. |
Y2K
02:27
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When I was in town
I went to the caves last summer and I felt like I was in hell
even in the ground living like a plebe
and I'd say that you are not okay
but i'm and adult now
and I shy away from everything that's grey
its a sight to see
That's you
When I was in town
I recall your face last summer and I wanna figure it out
walking through the backdrop picking up debris
and I'd say that you are not okay
but i'm and adult now
and I shy away from everything that's grey
its a sight to see
Like Y2K
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13. |
Paranoia
02:00
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Paranoia is coming over to meet me
The needles of mankind, swallow oceans of seed
Woah
The problem offspring have secrets dripping down its leg
and no one knows its name
but it comes to me so sweetly
love
Paranoia
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14. |
Die
02:25
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Stumbled out the bar that I was born in
consult my shoes, you know what to do
don't talk to people, everyone is equal
well that's what I think, so
Can I speak to a manager quickly
gotta clear my head and internet history
I sit cross legged, everyone is naked
So many options painted in the same color
I, if I must die, senorita, I'll take my time
Tell me what you say when I'm not around
is it the same as what you think when I'm around
that's so racist, everyone's a racist
that's what I think
Wearing matching everything
eating peanut butter out the jar with our parent's credit card
oh how amazing, everything's amazing
I laughed until I threw up on the kitchen floor
I, if I must die, senorita, I'll take my time
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15. |
Sorry
01:54
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I've never been alright, I swear to God, I'm really lucky
only gets worse with time, I'm turning off, I'm really sorry
don't let me walk behind you, you're really nice
I swear it's like a screwdriver through my mind
I really tried, I'm really sorry
Please can I drink tonight, I swear to God I really need to tuck my habits in tight, I promise I'll be better next time
but the guilt's second to desire, you're really nice
I'll stop after I kill everything I fuck
I really suck, I'm really sorry
Don't eat the plastic fruit, I'll throw all of my beer bottles out for you
I'll clean my sheets and go back to college too
I'll study business and I'll stop watching porn
I'm always horny, I'm really sorry
Come back into my life, I'm really sorry
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16. |
-_- The New Kid
01:55
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17. |
All The Time
01:47
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13, 13 power lines, dancing, past me, all the time
and he's anti...anti-cross and gone
he points at me and speaks into his palm
trust me, trust me all the time
thats me, thats me, all the time
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