1. |
bona fide boredom
03:43
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Full proved disaster
Countin’ his cash
Alone on a train
Mr. america
Made by guinea gold mold
It’s radio play
There’s some twisted translation
A savior who knows what she’s made of
He’s bona fide boredom
That all sounds the same
A center for sympathy
A cylinder of shame
Clinging to wellness routines
Or walking away
I think I would marry him
If he said it first
That doesn’t mean I want to
But it wouldn’t be the worst
He’s staging for the lottery
Back straight up tall
Made to be seen
Leaving like he’s full of it
Leaving like we’ve only just met
Kicking pennies
Just to hear them meet
The pavement
Mounted here for now
I sat and watched you make-believe
Transfers of misery would change something
This record is skipping some
And I’m ready for sleep
So he pulls me in close
To service my ears
A great deal
Of down things
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2. |
dayton's bluff
03:05
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Depositing tablecloths
Watching the wind blow them off
Saturday’s easy
For letting it go
Sights sorta blurry, but we have it good
Sights sorta blurry, but we have it good
Charming angles make for internet fables
And I made up my mind
Let’s call it like we see it
With a fortune filled in time
Sights sorta blurry, but we have it good
Sights sorta blurry, but we have it good
If this sick heart had its way I’d run right to the ground x2
I’d keep waiting around
I don’t want to share our love
It doesn’t feel right to
Meanwhile staring at me
Like something to see through
You start to see everything
As it’s unraveling
Drifter down on display
Covered in clay
Sights sorta blurry, but we have it good
Sights sorta blurry, but we have it good
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3. |
elliot park
04:01
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When I left
I said to save it
You said you wouldn’t
Sat on the waitlist
In a dream
Poetry promise
Fantasy murmur
Something sweet
Forget the hard parts
Difficult to digest
Like calling it quits
Distract the ever-present principle of what is
I ought to be
A better me, by now
Barstool goodbye
Without all the hearsay
You said you worry
But you weren’t waiting
And if you mean it
Just don’t mention it
It’s much easier being honest
Without a face to pair it with
Without two eyes to stare it in
Without your eyes to stare you in
Tranquility, deliberate curse
Fancy words
I talked it through without you
Bad rehearsal
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4. |
mar the messenger
04:11
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Splinters
Saved for Glenn Beck
The severed parallel between
Coming unhinged
Hoping the world benefits
Cradle and command
Same attention spent
Learn to live with it
Mar the messenger
I meant it before and I’ll mean it some more
Mar the messenger
Big brave telephone trick
And the ways we’ll forget
Mar the messenger
Call him out
Curtain down
Molds of memory
I keep too close to me
Eyes all staring at the skin above
Longing for familiar love
Does she see me
Does she see me
Does she see me
Does she see me
Mar the messenger
I meant it before and I’ll mean it some more
Mar the messenger
Big brave telephone trick
And the ways we’ll forget
Mar the messenger
And if I could make it up
If I could make it up
I would, I would
Mar the messenger
I meant it before and I’ll mean it some more
Mar the messenger
Big brave telephone trick
And the ways we’ll forget
Mar the messenger
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5. |
everything, blooming
03:52
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Safety and sweet tea
Is right where you found me
Scraping the mud off of rocks on the side of the street
Whispering feel me
Set out to dry some
See how well the story does
You kissed me outside
And said hit your heels together in threes
When you’re ready
When you’re ready
For me
If it’s the route that you’re worried about
I know my way around
He speaks in remedies and maybes
Soft replete
It’s all I can do not to lose
He occupies everything, blooming
Lately, been dreaming with eyes wide
(Pay none to the mind)
Savoring a stable collapsing
If it’s the weather you’re worried about
I’ll get us home sound
He looks to me for
Habit and honesty
It’s all I can do not to lose
He occupies everything, blooming
He occupies everything, blooming
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6. |
ever-changing
05:04
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Had to touch it
Brush the hot to blow it off
To believe it
Take stock and shake the soot out
Save time to spend money instead
Human condition statuette
Won’t you
Call me by name
I’ll call you what you are
Ever-changing
I don’t want to go
It’s hard to watch the blinds close
And to face this in you
To face this it in me too
Won’t you
Call me by name
I’ll call you what you are
Ever-changing
Faulty wiring or something
Means the dust is always settling
I can’t afford to stay
But can’t afford to give it away
Won’t you
Call me by name
I'll call you what you are
Ever-changing
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