1. |
Not Again
03:28
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it's six a.m. again
i'm up before the sun is
i drag myself out of bed
i've mastered this routine
clothes on, hair straight, don't be late
the more times i've done the less i feel
there's a leash on my neck
it bites down like a vampire
promising eternal pay
it's all to make ends meet
my time, my soul to survive
the status quo that i know and loathe
i've lived this day before
i can't take it much more
not again
not again
not again
another year plays out
day in, day out, these days blur
am i still who i was?
it's getting hard to tell
i recall i once felt free
but that must have been some teenage dream
i've lived this day before
i can't it much more
not again
not again
not again
it's six a.m. again
i'm up before the sun
i get myself back to sleep
oh fuck, i'm late again
i feel that leash, that vampire
bear its fangs back into my neck
i've lived this day before
and it's such a fucking chore
not again
not again
not again
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2. |
Life on the Horizon
04:59
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no tomorrow is worth the price of today
so why do so many
sacrifice so much for a day that they might not even see
life on the horizon
life on the horizon
live forever in the moment that you're truly there
live for another
if another never makes you wait until your sword grows rust
life on the horizon
life on the horizon
life on the horizon is a promise
fate's not sure it can keep
find your reason even if it takes you far from home
find your reason
even if it means you have to rob a grave with your bare hands
no tomorrow is something that you'll find today
so treat tomorrow
like the kiss you're awaiting from the person that you'd die for
life on the horizon
life on the horizon
life on the horizon is a promise
fate's not sure it can keep
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3. |
Fool In Love
03:18
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i can't
help myself
you make me want to throw the things we own around
to amuse
not abuse
the only punches i throw are punchlines
i hope they land
i hope you hold my hand
i love to fool around
i'm a fool in love
i sink when you swim
i sleep when you arise
i end when you begin
but it's all
in good fun
contrarian ways just to show you my love
show that i
pay attention, pay you mind
i love to fool around
i'm a fool in love
don't take me too seriously
just take me home
if it takes you a fortnight
a lifetime
to see my love
hurry up
hear me
when i pledge
i'd drive you anywhere
even over the edge
i'd leap
along
a swan dive into the abyss with my love
what a treat
when will these wonders cease?
i love to fool around
i'm a fool in love
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4. |
Without You
03:28
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we walked the planks
on hyannis beach
where ghosts and refuse
were left underneath
and the weather was
fickle but true
while the ocean sang in harmony with you
i wouldn't be here without you
i wouldn't be here without you
there hung the works
in nameless frames
set in the manner
of a former estate
then the nomad home
where george had led
and then seasons later
was the room he lay dead
i wouldn't be here without you
i wouldn't be here without you
i might still be underground
or one of the ghosts
we chose the room
the one floor suite
beside the tower
near halloween
where the shower spoke
with a stuttered throat
and we held our breath until
we made it home
i wouldn't be here without you
i wouldn't be here without you
i might still be underground
or one of the ghosts
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5. |
He's Still Running
02:50
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he never stays too long somewhere
never long enough to care
he's moving at the speed of shame
anytime he makes a mess
instead of cleaning up he gets
on the closest bus and makes his escape
he's still running
he's still running
a brand new job in a brand new town
a brand new face he's wearing now
a little less drink, a little more truth
but what's good ain't built to last
it's built to spill from his seventh glass
with words he's not sure that he meant
he's still running
he's still running
he's been running all his life
all his life
all his life, he's running
is it consequence or curse?
a family hex or just desserts?
he's never sure of what's on his tail
paranoia's in his blood
poisoning his need to love
confining him to solitude
self imposed or fate's design
what's the difference, he decides
it doesn't change his need to run
he's still running
he's still running
he's been running all his life
all his life
all his life, he's running
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6. |
North Star
03:02
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when the bottle breaks
and the swears leak from my face
spewing vile hate on the ones i love
it's a desperate plea
i know i'm wrong, i know i'm weak
and in so much need for help
sent from
above
when i don't know
where to go
my north star leads me to home
in the dead of night
there are stars that catch my eye
and lead me awry
down roads i regret
but there's only one
whose heart is benevolent
she's a steadfast sun
and the brightest in the sky
when i don't know
where to go
my north star leads me to home
keep me on the path
keep me from the past
when the new day comes
and shines light on the things i've done
i am overcome with sick and fear
it's a played out song, singing
'i know i'm weak, i know i'm wrong'
still you come along
and lead me down
the road
when i don't know
where to go
my north star leads me to home
when i'm drowning in an
ethanol sea
my north star shines light on me
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