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This song's been written
Four-hundred eighty million two-hundred fifty times before
By everyone who's ever learned to play guitar. I'm not original
But it feels so fresh to me…It feels so fresh to me
Just like I bet the drummer down the street said to his mom
Also, my friend Marilyn who really likes to draw a lot
Everyone I know who's got creative bones inside their blood
But why is it
That we're so sad?
That we're so angry and depressed
Collectively our feelings are repressed
And everything's a mess
Cause we're so sad
We've got to suffer one and all
To see the beauty in the fall
It's a necessary evil, not our fault
So when you look at all the art in this community
And say that from the outside it looks more like a pity party
Well frankly I'm offended that you never took the time to see the real need to be upset
To have something to say, to be so malcontent
And if we had the choice we'd do this with a smile but…
We're so sad
Oh, we're so angry and depressed
Collectively our feelings are repressed
And everything's a mess
Cause we're so sad
We've got to suffer one and all
To see the beauty in the fall
It's a necessary evil, not our fault
I'm so sad
I get so angry and depressed
One at a time my feelings are repressed
And yes my life's a mess
Cause we're so sad
We've got to suffer one and all
To see the beauty in the fall
It's a necessary evil, not our fault
This song's been written
Four-hundred eighty million
Two-hundred fifty times AND ONE
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Gin And Tonic
04:00
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Once upon a time there lived a not-so happy couple of kids
Who thought they fell in love and to that end we tried to commit
But that commitment didn't come without a cost
Oh now we've gotta pay the price
We should've called it when we saw the signs but we missed the hint
And tried to force the plot along when we should have quit
The tear streams down her face were fresh from every night
And the bruises that she gave me, no they never healed right
When we were good it was perfect,
I never wanted anything more than what we had when things were good
But therein lies the problem...things were rarely good between us
And when they were the time was short
Cause she was sour like gin, and I'm bitter like tonic; we mixed so well but that don't mean we weren't toxic
You know it was bad when all our friends learned to stay away
She was sour like gin, and I'm bitter like tonic; at least she had the guts to say she didn't want this
And it took some time to see that she was right, there's got to be a better life
There's got to be a better life...
I always thought of fighting as a normal thing people did
Because how else are you supposed to show you're invested?
I spent a lot of time surrounded by that environment
So I guess I'm numb to the consequence
She didn't treat me like a person, very far from it
Instead to her I don't think I was more than possession
How did I go from being super ultra mad
To begging her to stick around, what the fuck was up with that?
Oh, I'm not gonna claim that I didn't make mistakes
But I'm not the only one who knew how to make a heart break
Cause she was sour like gin, and I'm bitter like tonic; we mixed so well but that don't mean we weren't toxic
You know it was bad when all our friends learned to stay away
She was sour like gin, and I'm bitter like tonic; at least she had the guts to say she didn't want this
And it took some time to see that she was right, there's got to be a better life
One drink too many can start blurring all the crossed lines
One drink too many can exempt even the worst lies
One drink too many can make everything feel oh so fine
But one drink too many can destroy....
One drink too many can start blurring all the crossed lines
One drink too many can exempt even the worst lies
One drink too many can make everything feel oh so fine
But one drink too many can destroy your mind!
She was sour like gin, and I'm bitter like tonic; we mixed so well but that don't mean we weren't toxic
You know it was bad when all our friends learned to stay away
She was sour like gin, and I'm bitter like tonic; at least she had the guts to say she didn't want this
And it took some time to see that she was right, there's got to be a better life.
There's got to be a better life
There's got to be a better life
There's got to be a better life....
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I'm not getting any sleep tonight
Cause I'm getting in my own head
Trying to find answers while I'm losing my mind
And I would be lying
If I said it was the first time
That I saw a sign of things to come....
Have you ever felt like everything you do is wrong
And every single other person hates your guts, and it won't be very long
'Til you're on you're own and you've got no one you can call
'Cause you blew every chance you got, can't do nothin' right at all?
I'm sorry, I guess it's not the most polite
To ask a big loaded question like that
Off the bat before I even said hello
Oh my god, I've done it again…done it again
I'm not getting any sleep tonight
Cause I'm getting in my own head
Trying to find answers while I'm losing my mind
And I would be lying
If I said it was the first time
That I saw a sign of things to come I know is not there
I know it's not there
In my head, it's not real
I know it's not there
I know it's not there
At least that's what I tell myself
And I want to believe it
I've never had a real explanation come to light for my crippling self-doubt
That I didn't fabricate myself....
But what if that's only because I'm not wrong?
I'm not getting any sleep tonight
Cause I'm getting in my own head
Trying to find answers while I'm losing my mind
And I would be lying
If I said it was the first time
That I saw a sign of things to come I know is not there
I know it's not there
In my head, it's not real
I know it's not there
I know it's not...
I'm not getting any sleep tonight
Cause I'm getting in my own head
Trying to find answers while I'm losing my mind
And I would be lying
If I said it was the first time
That I saw a sign of things to come I know is not…
I'm not getting any sleep tonight?
(Do I know it's not there?)
Cause I'm getting in my own head
(In my head, is it real?)
Trying to find answers
(Am I just paranoid?)
While I'm losing my mind
(I think I'm losing my mind)
And I would be lying
(Lie awake every night)
If I said it was the last time
(And let anxiety take me)
That I saw the signs of things to come….
(Overthink everything, Like that'll solve anything)
I'm not getting any sleep tonight?
(Do I know it's not there?)
Cause I'm getting in my own head
(In my head, it's not real?)
Trying to find answers
(Am I just paranoid?)
While I'm losing my mind
(Am I losing my mind)
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Talk To Me
03:18
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Whoa
Why won't you talk to me?
Is it something that I said, love?
It couldn't be 'cause we haven't spoken in a couple weeks
And the last time that we did it went fine so I know that you're not mad at me
But your silence frightens me
Wisest person says nothing
Are you wise? Are you tryna' keep your distance?
Is something wrong? I don't know because you seem to drift away every time I try to ask you something
Things aren't what they used to be between us
For the life of me I can't figure out why
And I'm sorry if I'm overstepping but it hurts me when you shut me out so…
…Talk talk talk talk to me and tell me what you're feeling
Cause I can't read your mind, and I'm worried about you
Talk talk talk talk to me, so I can give you space
And know that come tomorrow everything is gonna be okay
Whoa
I watch you waste away
And I don't know how I can help you
Apart from lis'ning to the story you won't tell me
And I'll keep my two cents to myself, save 'em up if you
Just want to vent to me
But you gotta give me something
I know you're in there somewhere hiding from the madness
And you're afraid of getting caught up in the moment and burning the bridge we built together
And I've been in that same place before, my friend
God knows my emotions overtake my brain sometimes
But it's worth the risk of failure because it shows me that you care enough to…
Talk talk talk talk to me and tell me what you're feeling
Cause I can't read your mind, and I'm worried about you
Talk talk talk talk to me, so I can give you space
And know that come tomorrow everything is gonna be okay
I don't know how long I can hold out being kept out in the dark and left on read
(I don't like feeling vulnerable)
But I always let my guard down when you walk into the room
It's cause I want you to trust me like I trust you
I'm scared to death of the way you've changed
Since the day I first met you
I've lost a lot of friends this year
You're the one that I can't lose
Talk talk talk talk to me and tell me what you're feeling
Cause I can't read your mind, and I'm worried about you
Talk talk talk talk to me, so I can give you space
And know that come tomorrow everything is gonna be okay
Talk To Me
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Straight Edge?
04:07
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(Straight edge
Quit while I'm ahead)
I'm at a crossroads in my life
As I look back with full hindsight
Thinking about all the misdeeds that I have done
In just a few days I'll be only twenty-one
Precious son, not quite sheltered but never exposed
To the world outside my closed-off room
But that's what I chose to do
This is all so new to me
The kind of fucked-up funny chemically-induced feeling
That lots of people in my life take part in
And I'm presented with a choice
That I never thought I'd have to make
Do I need more than music to get high?
Should I go straight edge?
Should I quit while I'm ahead?
It's a concept that I've flirted with more than I've ever flirted with a one-night
Stand-off inside my muddled head
Cause I know I like my drink too much
To give it up as I keep losing friends and touch
I had some time to kill so I took that time to learn about
These substances that ruin lives as close to firsthand as I could
And I concluded that there might be merit to the need to be intoxicated
I never saw that coming
Cause I spent a lot of time declaring my uncomfortableness
At the thought of someone that I care about lighting up a joint
And the hypocrite in me still thinks that's wrong
While I am passed out on the floor with an empty bottle in my hand
Empty bottle in my hand
I can't believe what's happening to me
I thought I'd be a lot more upset
About this very sudden change to my mindset
After breaking all my rules, not breaking a sweat
No longer see losing control as a real threat
Should I go straight edge
Should I quit while I'm ahead?
It's a concept that I've flirted with more than I've ever flirted with a one-night
Stand-off inside my muddled head
Cause I know I like my drink too much
To give it up as I keep losing friends and touch
I don't wanna go that far
But I'm starting to think there's no middle ground
Is there even such a thing as moderation?
And do I really wanna know?
Should I go straight edge?
Should I quit while I'm ahead?
It's a concept that I've flirted with more than I've ever flirted with a one-night
Stand-off inside my muddled head
Cause I know I like my drink too much
To give it up as I keep losing friends and touch
(Straight Edge)
I keep losing friends and touch
(Quit while I'm ahead)
I keep losing friends and touch
(Straight Edge)
I keep on losing friends and touch
(Quit while I'm ahead)
I keep losing friends and touch....
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Dead Man Walking
03:19
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DEAD MAN. WALKING.
DEAD MAN. WALKING.
I'm at a loss for words...Where do I even fuckin' start
With the story of a living thing that doesn't have a heart?
I'm *pissed off* beyond a shadow of a doubt
I hope you're listening right now so you can hear me call you out
You're deplorable, and you came across an angel
Who did nothing wrong except she had a very pretty face
So you cornered her, pinned her up against the wall
Though she begged and she pleaded you went through with it I'm told
You're very lucky I don't know who you are
She refuses to give up your name
But if and when she might decide to change her mind
You better run before I break your face
DEAD MAN. WALKING.
DEAD MAN. WALKING.
She was traumatized, but she kept it to herself
Half because she was embarrassed, half because she thought nobody would believe her
If she spoke of foul play
And she tells me you've been stalking her up to this very day
She's had enough of you, but you won't leave her alone
So she called the cops, didn't tell them EVERYTHING
Cause she felt bad, the gift she gave you was ignored
She just wants this to be over…you keep pushing it forward
She said no several times, didn't stop you now, did it?
You intimidated her 'til she broke down and gave in
You think you're in the clear? You didn't get away with shit
FUCK YOU!
You're very lucky I don't know who you are
She refuses to give up your name
But if and when she might decide to change her mind
You better run before I break your face
(WHY DOES EVERY GIRL I KNOW HAVE A STORY LIKE THIS!?)
You're very lucky I don't know who you are
She refuses to give up your name
But if and when she might decide to change her mind
You better run before I break your face
You better run before I break your face
You'll never hurt nobody else again
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Gunpoint
03:18
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Shaky hands, short of breath
Out of my comfort zone again
I'm no stranger to those awkward silences
That's how it's gonna say cause you don't wanna hear
What I really wanna say
You give an inch, I take a mile
And I take a lot more than that
When you smile and tell me that you love me, but I know that's not true
It's a figure of speech to you but I wish it wasn't
So I don't feel like I have to lie to you
Gun to my head: Get over it
And even if I really try, I'll be faced with my demise
Gun to my head: I'd make a mess
And as I fell, I'd say it's worth it…it's worth it
Kept my mouth shut, tried to make do
Never said a word of this to you
Because I had a hunch that you wouldn't be on board
I'd like to think, that all is well
That I didn't make a fool of myself
But I don't know how much you know
You're not the first one of my friends
That just tried to be nice to me but I got mixed messages
Gun to my head: Get over it
And even if I really try, I'll be faced with my demise
Gun to my head: I'd make a mess
And as I fell, I'd say it's worth it
(It's worth it...
It's worth it...)
Gun to my head: Get over you
And even if I really try, I'll be faced with my demise
Gun to my head: I'd make a mess
And as I fell...
I'd say it's worth it, even if you never cared for me at all.
(Aww...)
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Time moves pretty fast
It wasn't very long ago we thought we were "United"
Strange…how times have changed
But if one thing's stayed consistent, it's that POLITICS STILL BELONG IN PUNK ROCK
We tried to have a conversation with the world before the world decided to fucking implode
They told me "artists shouldn't make their work political" so I took the challenge on to prove them wrong
I'm not afraid to court a bit of controversy, if it means that I can start a dialogue
It's kind of hard to make a nuanced and enlightened point in just one song so here's another one…
First, let me be clear:
There's no retraction of our stance, we still believe in unity, believe in love
This is addendum.
A "firmware update" if you will, that's more reflective of the social consciousness
We reached across the aisle, and found a pile of trash
Composed of shards of glass and broken records that left scars on our hands
I have an open mind, but not a hateful heart
And I will never side with anyone who can't tell those things apart
Fuck all the racists, fascists, homophobes, transphobes, and sexists
We don't want you here, we never did.
(GET FUCKED)
I never thought I'd have say something so obvious
I do, 'cause that's the world we fuckin' live in.
I will not stand by
And watch decency be silenced by the bitter and the vile
I said that "freedom…freedom of speech
Only works if you are truly free" but that doesn't mean you're free from consequence
We reached across the aisle, and found a pile of trash
Composed of shards of glass and broken records that left scars on our hands
I have an open mind, but not a hateful heart
And I will never side with anyone who can't tell those things apart
"Hey!"
"Oi!"
"Just because we don't agree
Doesn't have to mean we can't be friends" but the key words there are "HAVE TO"
Human beings have human rights.
And if we can't agree on that, then I'm afraid that we are done here….
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Woe Is Me
03:06
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There's not much left to say,
I don't wanna be here anymore.
What do you want from me?
Another explanation?
Some kind of fuckin' script so you can reenact the plot and find the pieces that fit
Into your idea of what my life should be like?
Well, I didn't write one...
'Cause I didn't think that anyone would wanna know the score
It's two to one I'm losing my own mental tug-of-war
Oh, would you take a look at that? You're already getting bored
And you mock my story with just three words
"Woe is me"
"Woe is me" you say, so
Whoa, slow down
You don't know how real my demons are
You try to write me off as "being too intense"
It's very clear to me that you don't think I'm making sense
And with a lack of rhyme or reason comes a lack of empathy
I know you're not me, you won't see what I see
But I can't tell you how I'm feeling in a way you'd understand
No, I can't find the phrasing to convey the task at hand
But even if I had the chance I don't think I would wanna
Try to tell the honest truth and be accused of melodrama again
"Woe is me"
"Woe is me" you say, so
Whoa, slow down
You don't know how real my demons are
"Woe is me"
"Woe is me" You say, so
Whoa, slow down
You don't know how real my demons are
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa, slow down
You don't know how real my demons are.
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Anchor
04:38
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You found me broken and abandoned
And built me up to be your king
I swore that I'd never let you down
But I made another promise I couldn't keep
I never said that I was perfect
Nor did I claim to be complete...ly there in terms of sanity
But I tried my best to be just that, shot for the moon and I fell flat
And now I've only got myself to blame
I've lost sight of the port of call
I can't feel my fingers at all
It's dark and it's cold and I'm scared to keep pressing on
I'm only beside myself
Disturbed and too proud to get help
Too stubborn a person to be who I need to be
We hit a rough patch… it's been two weeks ago to the day
We faced down death and disease, and I still thought we'd be okay
But the stress got to us both and though you accidentally hurt me,
My inflexibility and weak fragility 'ventually pushed you away
I've lost sight of the port of call
I can't feel my fingers at all
It's dark and it's cold and I'm scared to keep pressing on
I'm only beside myself
Disturbed and too proud to get help
Too stubborn a person to be who I need to be
I know that I should be uplifting
But when I try, well, something's missing
And I'm positively drifting out to sea
Without an anchor to keep me grounded
How can I be happy?
I've lost sight of the port of call
I can't feel my fingers at all
It's dark and it's cold and I'm scared to keep pressing on
I'm only beside myself
Disturbed and too proud to get help
Too stubborn a person to be who I need to be
I know that I should be uplifting
But when I try, well, something's missing
And I'm positively drifting out to sea
Without an anchor to keep me grounded
How can I be happy?
Without your anchor to keep me grounded
How can I be happy?
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