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So Many Ways
03:54
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I never liked having a job but I keep it anyways
I wish that I could quit but I've got a bunch of bills to pay
I got bills to pay
I got bills to pay
Why can't I have everything for free
I kinda like my hometown but I've got nowhere to play
I keep writing these shitty songs in hopes I'll have somewhere to play someday
I just wanna play
I just wanna play
And rise this goddamn scene
Thinking about the things I need to say
Maybe pretend that I like it this way
There's no escape
There's no escape
But there are so many ways
I have a real hard time
Looking people in the eye
They wave at me
But I pretend that I don't see
I'm always playing dumb
Always playing dumb
I hate responsibilities
I am so lucky for so many things
I try my best so I can sleep ok
I found a way
I found a way
So many ways
So many ways
There are things I wish I could tell
In the end everything fell
Apart, in so many ways
Wrong foot wrong side of bed
Story told with the end so sad
I wish I could only find another way
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2. |
Elected
02:57
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I don’t wanna be elected
And don’t wanna be selected
I was always the rejected
Now I’m feeling so pathetic
Take down all the crappy statements
Nothing much is left
I don’t really intend to care
And you’re being disrespectful
You’re funny, you’re so funny
I can’t believe your face
I can’t agree with anything you say
You’re a piece of shit
When you got no expectations
You can’t be disappointed
If you decide to move away
You know you won’t be missed
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3. |
Cold Water On The Flame
03:32
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So many problems in her life
Nothing seems to be a surprise
Her husband left, son is lost
Everything was so predictable
She used to look in the mirror in the morning
And while lipstick filled her lips she thought
Why should I paint my face
If I know that he won't stay
For somethings it doesn't work to pray
She used to listen to Rod Stewart on the radio
And while music drifted into her ears
She drank a bloody Mary
No one told her she could be
Betrayed by her own beliefs and fears
Fair enough, single slip
And her life would never be the same
Cold water on the flame
Fair enough, no more dreams
Only a nightmare that came to end
Fire dying in the rai
She used to write on her notebook in the evening
All her feelings her ideas and dreams
Cigarettes, broken glass, 16 years a lifelong test
I'm sure that time could never fly so fast
She looked away
Her daughter was far away
Her husband did not stay
Son's gone away
Her Husband, he did not stay
Son’s gone away
Fire dying in the rain.
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4. |
Money, Money, Money..
03:41
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Buy the things you don't want
Buy the things you don't need
Do the things that you’re told
Feed the corporate greed
Go and spend all that money
Cause you don’t need to worry
Money money money…
Dangling dreams in my eyes
Happiness monetized
Empty promises
Illusions of a bliss
Only answer is money
Man you don’t need to worry!
Gonna burn it all, cause I don’t need..
Gonna burn it all, man fuck your greed!
I don’t need any money
I don’t need any anybody
I don’t need any money
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5. |
Sticks And Stones
02:11
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They wear their yellow jerseys
They won't hear what you have to say
They block the streets so you can be
Happy with your family
And if they see you wearing red
Man you better watch your head
Sticks and stones may come your way
You're the enemy
Of the american dream
No way
There’s no way you’d understand
What it means, to be a wannabe
We stand for what we believe in
Injustice? no, we won't just leave
We fight for those who can't be seen
Their voices heard, their rights redeemed
So join us now let's make a change
Together we'll rearrange
No more silence, no more fear
We'll make our voices
Loud and clear
Sticks and stones
Skin and Bones
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6. |
Through This Sidewalk
03:46
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I fell from the other side of my bed
Faking wishes, interests, kisses
And then it was time to
Contemplate the future still to come
What to do with the little time that we got
We’re all lost rain drops in a storm
Hoping never to hit the ground
Through this sidewalk
I’ve seen so many lies
And I’ve seen many faces that I wish I’d forgot
Through this sidewalk
I left a lot behind
And I hope I never get back to what I was
It seems that the future’s not so naive.
The soles of my shoes are so thin that it hurts my feet and it
Makes me feel the whole world beneath me
I forget to look up to the sky
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7. |
Remedy
04:29
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Sometimes you’re feeling down and want to find the cure
There’s no escape, you better know for sure
If you wanna feel fine, if you wanna feel free
You know you’ll never find it here
Just call the guy then get a bottle of beer
State of mind my ass I feel like I’m caught in a piece of shit
Never realized all the destruction that I made
The ball and chain that I drag across the streets
I’ve got the remedy of anguish and pain
But it doesn't matter, forget about what I said
If you’re feeling down, no one’s gonna blame you
Remedy, remedy of shame.
Have you ever felt desperate or even insecure?
You know you have, just as the sky is blue
If you wanna be alright, if you wanna do the trip
You know the escape is cheap
Just don’t look to no one, ‘cause you’re a creep
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8. |
Never Really Know
00:52
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I don’t know exactly what to say
And no one expects this anyway
Never been exactly sure of how far away to go
I just found out that I’m a stray
Ain’t so confident of my own way
Have you ever felt you don’t know where the fuck to go?
Never really know
know
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9. |
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Well I live most of my life being a shitty person
burned so many bridges, crossed so many lines
Shit, everyday I tell a new lie, "I'm sorry but it is the truth this time"
I'm sick of that and I'm tired of being an asshole
I don't want to be an asshole anymore
I'm sick and tired of being that person
Everyday another lie
A great excuse for the greater good!
Well, she says I am the villain in my own story
Lost in so many ways, pursuing some kind of glory
Every day, another lie, another chance to change my fate
She’s right I am that person, and it's too late!
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10. |
Forever Frustrated
02:54
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Forever frustrated
I got a feeling I was born at the wrong place and time
I never liked so much what I do from 9 to 5
When I was younger I thought I’d go to outer space
Instead I’m 30 and obligated to join the rat race
I’m a mediocre drummer in a punk rock band
I wanted to play the guitar but now look where I am
I’m just a failure and procrastination is my middle name
Hopes and dreams don’t matter, ‘cause the end is still the same
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11. |
Trails Of White
03:36
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I don’t want fame
And I don't have much money
I’m just living days of shame
I know I’m not so funny
Not as I was thinking
All my life
Could you tell a joke and make me smile?
You know I’ve been waiting for a while
Maybe you can stop my belly ache with a sight
I wonder where I'm going with these lines?
Trails of white
Take me to a land of peace
This kind of slogan is so unclean
Trails of white
Take me to a wasteland where
I can finally rest in peace
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I can’t believe my dog is gone
While the president still draws breath
She was bike riding on the lawn
He just pisses me off to death
She was the best dog
Anyone could ever have
Even picking up her shit was fun
He is a fucking psycho
Enemy of the black flag
Vomiting fake news to everyone
I can’t understand
This can’t be more unfair
She was always there for me
I just can’t accept
It’s been a constant nightmare
Why is she dead and he gets to live?
I can’t believe my dog is gone
One of the worst days of my life.
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13. |
2005
03:32
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Thinking backwards to the last time that i thought about you
pointless conversations video games and family fun
playing tony hawk american wasteland
beach house south san francisco 2005
It can be scary and weird to think how life goes by
You're here everyday then suddenly you fade away
Memories of laughter, the moments we haven't shared
Now just echoes in the breeze, like you're no longer there
Don't remember my last words to you
Probably wasn't interesting
Think about things we could've done
Probably wasn't meant to be
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