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Traffic
02:17
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I’ve got somewhere to go and you do too
Hand on the wheel rolling in neutral
I’ve got somewhere to be and I know you must too
But it looks like nowhere from this view
Traffic lights dictate my life
I’ve got somewhere to go and you must be on your way
Pedal to pedal, rolling insane
Behind that car window it’s true, you’re a living human being just like me
So fucking merge baby, won’t you
Back on the clutch,
back on the break
Hit the accelerator
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2. |
Wait
02:43
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Stars bent through shared spaces, I like to watch the people dance
Alternate realities for the under 21s
We frame hysterical ways to deprive ourselves of love (x2)
Reframe worn out displays, the dogs all walk themselves
The recurring dreams have lost their edge, it all depends (it all depends)
A time to learn, that’s 12 on cruise
The mirage cracks with the bells crashing
The wrap of the blunt lit like burning skin
Flesh of my flesh of my soul of my flesh of my wait
Deadbeats and hopefuls rolling up their change
If my woman calls tell her I’m on my way
We frame hysterical ways to deprive ourselves of love (x2)
All I can hear are cars skidding out all fixed for failure
Speaking to strangers from bed, is it something I said
serving uncommon behavior
We frame hysterical ways to deprive ourselves of love (x2)
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3. |
Sunday
02:55
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Honey take another guess, give me one more, I could use some rest
I’m too tired to crawl out face to face on a knee with the morning
You can tell me if it’s a crime but the city solution never counts on mine
I’m too blind to count up all the beautiful things I see
Sunday, Sunday, you were there
I was licking cherries from your hair
I’m a sucker for it, guess I’ll stay and wait for the rain
Honey gimme one more guess, I’ve spent my time, I tried my best
I’m too high to open my eyes and wait on a knee for the morning
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4. |
Taught Me A Dance
03:01
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She taught me a dance for fixing street lights and palaces
No breathe, no red light, I got no questions though
Cuz I know where she goes
She don’t mean much to me
When she’s cutting milk sugar and calories
When she’s got her hands in my hair
She knows how to scream
She gave me a sample and I caught my breathe
Caught her by the hip just following orders though
Cuz I know where she goes
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5. |
Empty
03:05
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Heat collapse, out nursing burns, as serious as you say
Arrogant nocturnals, curse the doctor as you pay
No money, no medication, no resolve
Coming back empty
I think I’ve been wasting my time, half conscious in the clear blue
Stealing your confidence and selling it back to you
No money, no sleep, no deposit
Why’d you go in empty?
Lift up your body
If I thought that I had a solution, I’d offer it to you
Accelerate, every movement strained, cocaine pneumonia, death sweats
Residents of the year, drinking this brick out my chest
No money, no water, no surprises
You’re coming back empty
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6. |
Gimme Gimme
02:03
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Always strained to see the worth in it
Find ways to make me bite, you’re working it
Breaker on standby, it’s just another way to waste my time
Luxuries, these bodily needs
Feeling nothing but ashtray chest
And it’s a quarter of an hour from anxious breathe
Anticipation predates debt
Gimme gimme just enough to get by
Tie us away from these interpretations
Three flights of stairs down onto the street
And we’re coughing out the harsh January air, come on
Bless me with the concrete
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7. |
Ain't Willin
02:40
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I could scrounge up some change
To try and make it through the day
But I can’t get straight, I ain’t willin
The lipstick kids stomp and boo
Don’t let the music stop so soon
We don’t go quiet just outta tune, I ain’t willin
No I haven’t got the time
I’m not picking up your line
Just need another alibi and I ain’t willin
The man sees far if I’m exposed
Sugar free candy says nobody knows
And for me to stay and drop the dose, but I ain’t willin
Singing to a half empty room
Screaming at a half empty room
Getting dolled up for a half empty room
I could just walk out now
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8. |
Loose Nerve
02:09
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Mama rolls slow burners and got a diamond in her tooth
She tells me ‘there’s nothing I need more than to have a drink next to you’
She takes me home when she feels my body ain’t getting enough use
She got a loose nerve
She takes me home and lays herself out, says ‘c’mon baby eat’
So I wrote her this song on the back of a package store receipt
She understands the importance of positive release
She got a loose nerve
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Nicotine
03:42
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Staggering through the cracks in the commotion
Two steps behind the hum of real living
Being constantly dragged by necessity as if a child
In the backseat of a fast moving vehicle
Peripheral thoughts dictate atmosphere, attempting to translate overheard conversation
Now unaware, now unconcerned, though somehow
Still adult, nicotine and night terrors
Sometimes I yearn through the day, but by the time you’re here I’m gone
Who you gonna put your shame on
Who you trying to run your game on
You can’t just pull the trigger like that
Church fiend dope fiend, tell me you realize
Your struggle ain’t so unique, we’re all sweating, we’re all still asleep
We’re all gambling rent money and stealing from friends
Who can’t afford to be stolen from
I could try to make it big
But I can’t afford to lose again
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Last Night's Affair
01:42
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Did you see the smiles on the kids beat and lined up
Still frolicking about like they’d been breathing fire
All their lives, they do it all the time
Don’t ask me how I know
That’s just how these things go
Best just run with it, best just do what you know
Did you see last night’s affair?
Everybody but Nancy was there
She was in the back room fixing her hair
Gave us all quite a scare, to think she’d known we’d been bleeding out
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11. |
Anna
03:30
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Lucid abuses, come on baby tell me what to do
I could shatter any second, ya you know I haven’t got a clue
I can see it thrusting itself into the heavy blue
Some phallic industrial deity feeding, oh thank you
Anna, ease out of the fear
And back into the cage
Always moving, shaking the need for audience
Sorting recorded issues of the city Sun by trust
And when the record stops you can hear the walls shake
Bodies condensed and spitting joy into the sink
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12. |
Careful
05:33
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Under hall lights and banal dreams of houses furnished
A waking palm of honey to dirty my chin with
The ringing anonymous side splitting rush
Can’t give too much, coals clumsy and rosy with ash
We’d better be careful
The wind will keep up for days more, I’m sure
Car doors make us jump out of bed and onto the floor
And back into bed again
If some truth can wrestle it’s way into the rest
Then let it brace the shoulder you sleep on
Until the traffic carves creases into my open eyes
Every familiar dawn
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