1. |
Fear of Love
04:09
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the void has opened up
and im on my own tonight
and im sober
i need a guarantee
that you'll be there for me
when its over
i'm tired of looking up
to people i dont trust
i need a guarantee
that i'm not easily disposed of
thrown out
alone now
tell me that it's automatic
tell me that it's force of habit
tell me what i have to work with
who i'm leaning on
tell me something
i'm still listening
you're my favorite song
your voice is like a song
my heart won't open up
cause i got a fear of love
lend me your expertise
on this particular disease
cause you know i aim to please
but i've missed the mark the it seems
i need a guarantee that you'll be there for me
when its over
my heart won't open up
i need to give a fuck
and get sober
alone now
tell me that you're automatic
tell me that its force of habit
show me what i have to work with
who i'm leaning on
tell me something
i'm still listening
you're my favorite song
your voice is like a song
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2. |
Only Things
02:34
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walk me through the math
cause i don't understand
i hope you've got a lesson plan
you lured me into a trap
oh yeah it was so cold
my heart beat like an 8 year old
the pressure, the pressure
it's getting to me
i wanna get lit up like a christmas tree
the pressure, the pressure
its hard on my knees
a respectable job and a good night squeeze
the only things a good boy needs
on universal tour with calamity jane
don't you think she's got the coolest name
in the industrial wards with an al capone
and danny's got the burner phone
so neglected and poor oh so wretched and alone
all them people in the twilight zone
there's more to them than you know
the pressure, the pressure
it's getting to me
i wanna get lit up like a christmas tree
the pressure, the pressure
it's hard on my knees
a respectable job and a good night squeeze
the only things a good boy needs
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3. |
Surgery Day
02:40
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a year and a day since i've been laid
got alot on my mind and not enough on my plate
i got my degree in apathy
and i'm waiting on the welfare state
and i'm waiting on the welfare state
i'm addicted to drugs, i'm suspicious and lying
i made a new friend and you know she's buying
there's nothing to see inside of me
but i'm hoping for a better day
i'm waiting for a better day
(i'm fine, i'm lucky to have a sweet desire
your eyes, when i look in them i tell no lies
when i'm talking to her my mouth gets dry
when i look in them i can't deny
but the longer i look the darker it gets
the deeper i see and the more i feel like crying )
surgery day makes me so tired
i try to be cool but i guess im just on fire
she's an electrical surge, she's so undaunted
i got what i need but i don't want it
i'm trying to be more tender and gentle
but i don't need that other stuff
that other stuff is not enough
trying to be more tender and gentle
but that other stuff is not enough
i don't need that other stuff
that other stuff is not enough
i don't need that other stuff
(i'm fine....
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4. |
The Waiting
02:57
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i'm awaiting a call back
from a bona-fide assistant
i'm awaiting the perfect place to be
i'm awaiting a statement
from a prominent physician
i'm awaiting the newest bad disease
i'm awaiting a swarm of killer bees
i'm awaiting a contract
with a big, conniving captor
i'm awaiting the turn of the other cheek
i'm awake in the nighttime
with the aberrant exchanger
i'm awaiting an early effigy
i'm awaiting a dead society
you think you know too much
but you know nothing at all
you're afraid of the writing on the wall
you don't know when to quit
but it's lonely at the top
you just wait for the other shoe to drop
i know i made an appointment
with the laser eye technician
but i'm afraid of going under yeah
outside of the box, is a lonely place to be
outside of the box, where you are free
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5. |
Christian Rock
03:04
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hard and soft beyond compare
no one else is living there
disappear for relocation
i spend my bad times celebrating
black and white with silver stains
you made the colors change their names
layabout in conversation
i spend my bad times exultating
no, you're true blue
and i don't even worry that i'm see through
you don't even worry that i'm see through
you don't have to worry cause i'm see through
you don't need to worry cause i'm see through
so tall i can't see over
the more i talk the more exposure
reappear for dislocation
i spend my bad times celebrating
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6. |
You Got Something
03:20
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i am so far gone
weak knees, black lungs
you are way too much
old wounds, new crutch
i dont need to win, i just wanna play
and if you're moving out, take me away
i am so far gone
weak knees, black lungs
you are way too much
old wounds, new crutch
i dont need to win, i just wanna play
and if you're moving out take me away
i dont mind the sin
i dont need to pray
and if you're moving out take me
i dont know what it is but you got something planned
i dont know what it is but you got something
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7. |
Dynomite
03:17
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yeah you know it
imma kick it around
i get wet, walking under a cloud
is the end of a picture
in a picture frame?
is the end of a bargain
the beginning of blame?
close your eyes and open wide
here comes the dynamite
yeah for sure
i'll be there
what should i say?
what should i wear?
is the end of contract
along the dotted line?
is the end of the whole truth
the beginning of lies?
close your eyes and open wide
here comes the dynamite
you are my sunshine
can you feel it?
dont it hurt?
like another ocean
on another earth
don't get too close
or it'll burn your skin
step right up
before you step right into
close your eyes and open wide
here comes the dynamite
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8. |
You Don't See Clearly
02:58
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theres been something
stomping around
lord knows we've been
holding it down
a crimson winter
come up from the south
theres always someone
running their mouth
sometimes im glad
it feels just like a dream
alive or in a grave
and in between
you breath
darkness falling
down from the trees
voices calling
you down to your knees
always found a way to get across
always operating at a loss
sometimes im glad
it feels just like a dream
alive or in a grave
and in between
you breath
its all a load of trash
piled up to your knees
do you have to ask?
or can't you see?
cleary
cleary
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9. |
Simplified
03:20
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when i take my time i get lost
when i move to fast my eyes get crossed
i'd love to give it all to you but first i need the formula
if its second hand or old top shelf
well its all the same when you hate yourself
on whatever terrain or celestial body
i feel no pain and i fear no party
i want to anesthetize
hook me up and find my lines
i like how that feels sometimes
i like how it feels
I'm only looking for a little
oh yeah
i try to walk and i just crawl
i tell you kid i seen it all
from outer space to celestial bodies
inner-states and human kindness
and i just move along
just like my favorite song
that i guess you've never heard
and i forget the words
i think i've been simplified
hook me up and fill my lines
i like how that feels sometimes
i like how it feels
im only looking for a little
oh yeah
do you think you could spare a little?
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10. |
Silent Alarm
03:54
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i try to change my situation
knee deep in teenage deprivation
you seem so graceful to me
while causing harm
and you keep tripping all my
silent alarms
keep putting nickels in the meter
good times have wasted all my dimes
you don't seem vicious to me
but i'll buy the farm
and you keep tripping all my
silent alarms
i try to move a little slower
to understand just what i'm after
but then the more i get to know her
sober things fade to drunken laughter
let you keep playing with me
cause i like your charms
but you keep tripping all my
silent alarms
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11. |
Used To Be Cool
02:59
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you know i used to be cool but now i only get high
was used to getting ahead
and now im only getting by
i used to be in the loop and now im way out of line
instead of flying the coop im looking up at the sky
instead of the telling the truth you know im living a lie
and where were you when i was bleeding
heart not beating
lungs not breathing
with head tilted back
and a cold look on your lips
that comes from a certain kind of kiss
you know you used to be cool but now you only get high
remember back in school you always cut in the lines
you know we used to be friends but now you're so strung out
all you say is, "what are you talking about?"
all you say is
"what are talking about?"
where were you when i was bleeding
heart not beating
lungs not breathing
with head tilted back
and the cold look on your lips
that comes from a certain kind of kiss
a certain kind of kiss
no one gets me quite like you
no one gets me better than you
(tape)
you know i used to be cool but now i only get high
(tape)
end
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12. |
Ender's Game
02:29
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you're bringing property value down again
i don't want to be your friend
even your little sister
she knows whats up
fresh out of ideas and bound to rotten luck
bound to rot in luck
you keep letting all your people down
why don't you just forget them?
the empty promises you made were not out loud
were not out loud
in the Colosseum, playing bloody games
the roman legion army never looked so brave
i didn't see it that way
no i couldn't see it that way
no i don't
no i won't
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13. |
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hey jackie you, don't gotta live like that
i know you've been around the block
and you know where it's at
hey sweet corrine, can't you see the trouble im in?
i heard you walked around the world
and ended up in philly again
holy sister marie, won't you spend a minute with me?
i heard you laid with jesus christ
and he bored you to sleep
oooo peaches and cream, she's sick of making my scene
and that means that someone else
is filling up her dreams
who's been in your dreams?
was it me?
hey sally ryde, i love to watch her ride
but she's a lazy astronette
she never picks a side
hey pretty face, i see you all over the place
i see you there behind closed doors
in a desperate grace
tiger lily she knows, theres only so far you can go
before you're bound to crash and burn
and lose your head in the snow
me and peaches and cream, we're trying to mend at the seams
the only way that we know how
i wanna be in her dreams
i wanna be in your dreams
who's been in your dreams?
(na nanana nanana)
was it me?
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Randle Patrick McNuthing Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
PHL based songwriter. Also see lallyphilly.bandcamp.com
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