1. |
Get Sick
05:18
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You're paranoid about pesticides
The radiation in the wine
Carcinogens you breathe in
Neurotoxins absorbed through the skin
When you get sick
But you don't die
For a long time
Crying in the shower
In the middle of the night
Jesus Christ
Shadows, white noise, nurses, and decoys
Things that go bump in the night
We contained it while we could
Now it's lurking through neighborhoods
I tried to understand
But I just don't
When you get sick
But you don't die
For a long time
This painful machine, he'd had enough
Ripped the tubs out, stopped the clock
Hearts like to beat, eyes like to see
Brains like to think, lungs like to breathe
So how am I supposed to heal if I can't even sleep
Beep beep beep
Will you hold my hand
I don't know where I am
Will you hold my hand
I want to die in my own bed
When you get sick
But you don't die
For a long time
This is a loss I'm confident will only amplify
As time goes by
And your body shuts down
Like some good Christian town
For some holiday
They know nothing about
And still somehow think it counts
When you get sick
But you don't die
For a long time
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2. |
Graft vs. Host
04:58
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With all this space
And no where to live
I go to waste
I get violent
And if I hurt you
It was my last intent
Born on fire
I do not repent
All I have
Is time left
First it was not
Then it was so
For it’s worth
It was worth zero
There’s what you wanted
You get something else
Cuz empty hands grasp
At hourglass sand
There is no plan
Time left
Graft versus host
When you can’t even make the most of it
Graft versus host
You can’t take it with you
Use it up, wear it out
Make it due or do without
Use it up, wear it out
Make it due or do without
Use it up, wear it out
Make it due or do without
All I have
Is time left
There is no plan
Time left
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3. |
A Way Away Away
04:16
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Do what the doctors say
Take the pills on the tray
Maybe you'll be okay
Or maybe you'll have to stay
What's in your head
There's no cure for yet
So I will hold your hand
Cause what you've got I can't catch
You know what you've gotta do now
You just don't know if you can fake it
We can take our widows
Put them in their watches
We can take our terminal
Put them into hospice
With the night pressing down
The furnace goes out
Your hands hold your face
As you begin to hallucinate
I don't know what I gotta do now
I love you but I just can't take it
Of course you wanna come home
After all the months and medications
Pacing the halls
Without shoelaces
Even when you're back in the sun
A slow havoc stalks and it spares no one
So the question becomes when you're lost in the woods
Can you find a way
We all gotta do what we gotta do
But to the end, we all make it
We all are gonna do what we wanna do
In the end, you can't escape it
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4. |
Emergency Room Darling
03:42
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A running car
A closed garage door
That broken window
You forgot about
You got close darling
Emergency room darling
Your love's no good
A razor blade
A bathroom darin
The look on your face
The thoughts in your brain
You got close darling
Emergency room darling
My love's no good
Prescription pills
Medical bills
When you start to convulse
During the overdose
You got close darling
Emergency room darling
Our love's no good
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5. |
Blood Brothers
04:36
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I'm truly ashamed about how I turned out
The embarrassing things that come out my mouth
Cause I'm drunk and I'm stoned, I talk shit, I'm alone
I break plates, hide my face, alienate, slip away
I'll give you my blood
To make your engine run
I can't see you with those IVs and tracea tube
Gift shop balloons, floating through the room, reading get well soon without a clue
It's hard to stay take it day to day or that good things are coming my way
There were complications, it's always something
I'll give you my blood
To make your engine run
I know this place cause they're all the same and while I fear change, I want everything
So we find our own kind of antidote while we still think the road will take us home
But you're not where you're from no more
It should have been me that death came for
There's nothing else, nothing else, nothing
Nothing else, nothing else, nothing
I gave you my blood
But it wasn't enough
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6. |
Sunz Out Gunz Out
03:33
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Suns out
Guns out
In America
There's nothing to be done, so don't ask why
There's nothing to be done, so don't even try
In America
You asked for help, they give you some pills
You asked for help, you can't pay the bills
In America
A quiet neighborhood, no one knew the other
Head's in the ground, while everything caught fire
We all believe the same thing
When they're bleeding out
We all believe the same thing
But for fear itself
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7. |
Stuck
03:55
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Stuck in a rut
Flying off the cuff
Most always drunk
The things I do
To my self
And those I love
Clothes never match
Cars built to crash
Last of the stash
Resigned to the fact
I'm here
But just to exist
Am I free to do that which doesn't occur to me
Wait until I tell them I'm nothing and see
Does it really matter when nothing really matters to me
Wait until I tell them I'm free
One crooked tooth
Never tell the truth
When there's not a chance
For the hell of it
I go
And do it again
I'm not a kid
I need a fix
Assume I'm struggling
The pieces just won't fit
I've fucked up
Quite a bit
(Chorus)
Wait until I tell them I'm free
Marching to my own heartbeat
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8. |
Off Course
03:36
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Of course I drink at bars alone
All my friends are married and home
Sometimes I think that the way I know
Is the only way that things can go
It's what I fear the most
As the trail goes cold
What I wouldn't give for one weekend
With my skeleton not trying to crawl out of my skin
Garage is closed, oven's cold, doors are locked, lights are off
Keys, wallet, phone, don't know what I forgot
It's what I fear the most
As the trail grows cold
Now I'm drunk at home alone
Why it doesn't help I don't know
What you say is what you are
Even Pluto has a heart
It's what I fear the most
As the trail grows cold
Faker
Belly acher
Relapse
And recover
Goddamnit, you've got to try
Goddamnit babies, you've got to be kind.
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