1. |
Warming Norm
01:52
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until you're up on top
the attack won't ever stop
on all of our senses
fantastic offenses
will be the warming norm
desperate for change
misunderstanding gain
and in the big moment
your hour of atonement
I'll comb your wig...
but you're a mystery that no one feels like cracking
a history of sound decisions lacking
and even I've begun to wonder to myself
how in the world did you get here
and what the hell?
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2. |
Box Red
02:20
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curious, you've strayed now much too far
from the upward plans into the dark
a mystery or so
and we were small-
er than we should have grown
and I will take you all the way
Box Red we were once up for all the flights
now shaking in our sheets that time's gone by
and I was happy to know
we were shoveling for truth
but we were moving too slow
and we didn't know the way
a strange inclusion you are not alright
approve transfusion, sign away your life
unnerving wreckage inside
shipped away
salute the empty cavern
and do embrace the disarray
Box Red just throw your money off a cliff
assault your age and burn it to a crisp
'cause we should know by now
it doesn't mean shit
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3. |
Fitted Wool Blankets
02:16
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you wrote back, now I may know
you are nowhere left to go
it's time
try me
took your side for the outrage
now she's casting every gaze
on what's appearing like
drier land
giving wings to the grounded
new places to start
fitted wool blankets
for shivering hearts
come spend the day, come waste ten years
lose the way you meant to steer
this time
no exit sign
it's time you looked at every face
see that we all run in place
and it's not so sad
but it will go bad
so gives some wings to the grounded
new places to start
fitted wool blankets
for shivering hearts
we were under-astounded
lacking the smarts
striking the bargain
and falling apart
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4. |
Ale Fertility
03:19
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frustrations looming
a prolonged crash course in sobriety
a nation booming
forgetting the bust
seeking propriety
but I have to drink
now
don't want to think
now
again
Crustaceans fuming
unleash the task force, gain notoriety
a prototype zooming
shedding the rust
sheering off bolts
approaching snail-speed barriers
the stunt pilot bows
but I have to drink...
some bombastic tuning
tinfoil guitar of the avant garde
a voice unassuming
will paint a new year
dampen our fears
temporarily
but I have to drink...
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