1. |
Abandon Ship
01:32
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I've got a list of pros and cons I made last year
It's never been a help for me to choose
It's dated on the bottom to dictate when it was made
To see how long I'd handled the abuse
All set to rest on self-inflated laurels
Which in itself could prove
That there's little left to do
All covered black and blue
It's time to accept what I always knew
I'm washing all of this away
I'm washing all of this away
I'm washing all of this away
There's never been a better view or better place to sit
Than on shore washing this abandoned, sinking ship
Maybe it's age
Maybe it's taste
But I never cared enough
I could never care enough
I'll leave it there
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2. |
Cyclone
02:30
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I'm middle management in place
A dull commute
A shitty wage
The sun is shining but I don't think I'll be seeing it today
A track that runs a little short
An open argument of sorts
I know we're working but it seems like
Everybody missed their train
We're burning at both ends
We're looking for what's next
And not forward to anything
It's become a joke and I don't think I understand
Why there's no one laughing
We're all iterations of these walls
The roaming ghosts of every hall
A blanket of contentment
Has destroyed the memory from which we grew
You're next to walk the cyclone through
For whatever it's worth
I've been there too
So here we are again
The pages never end
The storybook is slamming shut
Eleven hour days
Justified and paid
Blazed a trail for anyone
Who stumbles on their way
Still so afraid to open these eyes
So we hang down our heads
And breathe one collective sigh
To show our hate for this joke
Since there's no one laughing
We're all iterations of these walls
The roaming ghosts of every hall
A blanket of contentment
Has destroyed the memory from which we grew
You're next to walk the cyclone through
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3. |
Lazy Landing
01:17
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I got it figured out
And put it all in writing
I'm staking a claim
For all the accidents I've earned
Watch this lazy landing
While horizontal to the floor
The last one standing is that much taller
All of the same will be forgot
Like the shadowed side of a painting
All these trails lead to the same place anyway
Here's hoping to stay the same
And always drag behind the pace
I'll leave that open invitation where it lays
Watch this lazy landing
While horizontal to the floor
The last one standing is that much taller
All of the same will be forgot
Like the shadowed side of a painting
All these trails lead to the same place anyway
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4. |
Eight Month Hiatus
02:01
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Wait one second
These are conflicting arguments
Repeating doesn't amplify
Yelling doesn't justify
This shade of irritant
Is worse than it's ever been
It's shitting on my day and night
I'm taking on the second offer
I'm disregarding all the blame
And all the promises we made
Crystal clear without a sound
The thrill and the guilt are both wearing out
Unashamed, unafraid
No conscience intact
Not too proud to beg, steal or borrow
Since we are two parts of an idiot
Fighting for space
And I am not supposed to be here
It's a nice enough day to make some complaints
Who's up next to hear my confession
This eight month hiatus is pinning us back into place
I'm disregarding all the blame
And all the promises we made
Crystal clear without a sound
The thrill and the guilt are both wearing out
Unashamed, unafraid
No conscience intact
Not too proud to beg, steal or borrow
Since we are two parts of an idiot
Fighting for space
And I am not supposed to be here
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5. |
A Million To One
02:18
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Hand me a bottle
I'll return it half full or half empty
I don't know which phrase is the better
The rest is for you just the same
Please keep in mind the act of aloof is intentional
Since this is a fleeting endeavor
That exists the same way it came
I think it was a million to one that we'd both settle into this shadow
Everyone in the crowd seems abandoned
I'm glad we're alone
So I'm trying my hardest to be entertaining
My skill set is selling me short
You set the pace
And I'll walk until the road is not there
Let's keep all the audience outside
Feel open to say what's on your mind
And I'll become Captain Comfort
Agree with it all
A sentiment sitting on top of a wall
A leap into the air is still just a fall
I think it was a million to one that we'd both settle into this shadow
Everyone in the crowd seems abandoned
I'm glad we're alone
So I'm trying my hardest to be entertaining
My skill set is selling me short
You set the pace
And I'll walk until the road is not there
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6. |
Emeryville
00:58
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I can't remember how we got here
Eighty years can cause a memory to fade
I think it was a stop gap that I moved to around twenty-five
But never really found a way to leave
One year it's women, drugs and alcohol
More entertaining, all in all
Than sitting on my ass watching TV
We seemed a million years from getting bored
But just a few from being on our way
We're taking a train to
I don't remember what the point was
I don't like to spend time living in the past
There might have been a couple times we tried to move away
But nothing ever really seemed to last
We had an open bar on Alcatraz
A shit apartment full of trash
An open tab on University
We seemed a million years from getting bored
But just a few from being on our way
We're taking a train to Emeryville
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7. |
Vicarious
01:59
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I like the thought of your whiskey
And the smell of your cigarette
Never quit out of want
Only out of need
For some shit a doctor said
I like the slur of your stammer
And the swagger of stumbling
You're the poster for youth
And I of regret
To state it in summary
Disregard all the lessons that I've learned
And I'll vicariously live as I observe
And watch your back in turn
I like the thrill of your blackouts
And the steady discovery
Of forgotten events
And lost evidence
Somewhere in the shrubbery
I like the hurt of your morning
On a newly born hangover
You look good with red eyes
A clever disguise
Of being incapable
Disregard all the lessons that I've learned
And I'll vicariously live as I observe
And watch your back in turn
Disregard all the lessons that I've learned
And I'll vicariously live as I observe
And watch your back in turn
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8. |
Anchor
01:42
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I dropped an anchor and I'm locking us at sea
Cuz I don't think we'll need
The shore for now or anymore
We're self-sufficient here
By keeping all miscreant a hundred miles away
Everybody find a post to take
And fix all of the problems that we're facing
Reel all discovered stragglers into bay
Since it isn't just the life boats that we'll save
Let's make an ordinary
Another ordinary place
Now there's no more counting left for taste
And no one sees the problems that we're facing
Let's roll the anchor up and float away
Since it isn't just the life boats that we saved
Now that this is an ordinary
Another ordinary place
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9. |
Water Over Waste
01:48
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Up at three o'clock
And taking time out to think things through
All seven years
I try explaining while never understanding
We're both functionally compatible
Conveniently affable
Like water over waste on display
Now it's five o'clock
An open bottle has drained me through
In seven years
The condescension has escalated to a point that's
Practically unbearable and hard to understand
We've become water over waste
I'd hardly hesitate
To be sitting in a booth inside your head
Some plans are all but written off
Some thoughts are all but faded out
So sure this is a phase I won't remember anymore
No standing tall by sitting down
No talking without making sound
And I'm making an appearance now to settle up the score
And I'll be standing here til someone opens the door
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10. |
Ten Days
01:14
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Hey
Where'd he go
Have you ever seen someone move that fast before
Full of face
Fleet of foot
Grabbed some half-eaten food and then shot out the door
Straight to a phone to put a bomb threat to a school
Smoked a cigarette and waited til the cops showed up in spades
And away
There he went to spend the next ten days in jail
What a shame
What a waste
But it's only ten days
How many things can go wrong
Day one lands me in a cage
Alienated to the corner floor
Two cellmates called all of the beds though there were four
Now day ten is getting close
The food is shit and now my back is sore
From getting hit with soggy toilet paper rolls
No worries
Another crime another rule
Paid a punishment with no result
The system still sucks
And Matt is still a tool
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11. |
Rehash
02:24
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Put somebody on a shelf
No more listening to anybody else
If the moral of this story is that everybody is blind
Then the essence of sincerity dispels when no one says what's on their...
Same face
New clothes
Same page
New prose
We are all disposable as far as most concerns
So what's the most important piece
The actions or the words
There used to be a million aberrations for us all
Here is our never ending fall
Everyone settle for the show's starting
I know you got no better place to go
Keep an open observation and we'll see what you can find
Then we'll pass you all this survey
So that everyone can say what's on their...
Same face
New clothes
Same page
New prose
A game is being played by those who never played before
So what's the most important piece
The lesson or the score
There used to be a million aberrations for us all
Here is our never ending fall
I'm taking everything apart
I'm holding it for everybody else to see
And auctioning the pieces all away
The difference then will be
That there will be some ownership of property
We'll watch as everything starts turning gray
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12. |
Extra Credit
01:28
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Everybody bleeds
Everybody changes
Everybody cheats
Everybody makes a promise they can't keep
So you're not alone
There's piss and sweat in everyone
Just don't forget which side we're on
There are weeks
Where the value found in everything is cheap
Where the result in pursuit is getting weak
But in spite of all the bullshit and the alcohol
You've sown more than you'll ever reap
So hats off to you
Some flourish with lies
Some fester with truth
I'm giving you credit cuz credit is due
To follow the thoughtfully through
There are no mistakes anymore
Some blocked off the windows
Some opened the doors
An opening argument can end a war or two
Without any further adieu
Soak up all of the credit cuz credit is due
Everybody bleeds
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13. |
Honorary Asshole
02:31
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Out of action on a dare
I put on myself
Still sitting up and waiting here for you
This shitty silent treatment failed
And landed on a shelf
But I'll sacrifice to follow it through
Can someone tell me what that message was
Cuz I can never tell
It's in a different language
That I never learned that well
If no one cares
I'll be the honorary asshole of the month still waiting
Any place and anyone
You could ever know by now
Saves a place for out of work sincerity
Nobody's blamed
Nobody's scarred
Everyone wins
Out of action on a dare
I put upon myself
Still sitting up and waiting here for you
This shitty silent treatment failed
And landed on a shelf
But I'll sacrifice to follow it through
Can someone tell me what that message was
Cuz I can never tell
It's in a different language
That I never learned that well
If no one cares
I'll be the honorary asshole of the month still waiting
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14. |
Good As New
01:53
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I said it once
I'll say it once again
That some trouble creates wounds you cannot mend
I'm getting old
And patience growing cold
Like the writer of a book you never read
Don't roll your eyes
Just take the advice
That a lesson taught is nothing to a lesson tried
I gave you the tools to take on the world
Let's see what you do
Welcome home
Come through these open doors
From your face it's clear that something has gone wrong
I hope you understand
I don't care what you've done
You are refugee
And we are asylum
No one's to blame
You are not at fault
Everyone makes mistakes that go and get us lost
Take off some time to heal up those wounds
You'll be as good as new
You'll be as good as new
You'll be as good as new
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