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Picadilly 3rd
02:25
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Not on the radio (not on the radio)
I’m not on TV (not on the tv)
Not on the stereo (not on the stereo)
And so you can’t see me (so you can't see me)
I should have have told you that you and I were through
I guess that there's not much a guy like me can do
You call out and I'm not there so you let out a sigh
You should go find yourself another sissy guy
You can't see me now I'm everywhere you go
I can't show you how just thought you'd like to know
I don't know who you are (who you are)
I don't know what you've heard (what you've heard)
My car and my guitar and Picadilly 3rd
I tried to call you say I'm sorry I tried to call you to say I'm guilty
I tried to call you but pride won't let me so i'll just drown you in gin and whiskey
I built up this wall made it brick by brick made it six feet tall you still see over it
I wrote you these words and I hope they stick
You made up your bed now you can sleep in it
You can't see me now I'm everywhere you go
I can't show you how just thought you'd like to know
That I'm gone...
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2. |
Whale Song (Apology)
04:17
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I wish that I could wake up alive like yesterday
I couldn't see past my nose I couldn't see anyway
You weren't even there you were not right
Once I was out of your hair you were out of sight
Breathing in your curls and peppermint tea
And all those things that you said really get to me
I'm sorry I set off all those fireworks
But being quite upset is one of those cruel perks
Breathing in your curls and peppermint tea
And all those things that you said really get to me
So even if I wake up alive like yesterday
The only thing that keeps me sleeping
Is knowing you're away (knowing you're away)
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3. |
Chelsea
04:52
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Please don't tell me all of your darkest secrets
Please don't tell me 'cause it's none of my bussiness
Lying on the bathroom floor
Is a girl spitting up her heart all over me
You've lost your senses they're lying on the tiles
Fireworks and blush bleed into your hairstyles
My eyes are livid with all this running through
I'm trapped here suffocating in this tiny room
Another bad New Year's
Packed like sardines into my car
She kissed me goodbye without a trace left of love in her heart
I saw the explosions in the sky as I drove away
You've lost your senses they're lying on the tiles
Fireworks and blush bleed into your hairstyles
My ears are arid but yours are running red
Your breath is vodka it's spinning through your head
So scrape yourself off of the floor
Your eyes are beginning to rust
I heard the drainage run all through your hair
Your eyes are purple purple with lust
You've lost your senses they're lying on the tiles
Fireworks and blush bleed into your hairstyles
With bitten fingernails and cutting to the chase
You could've told me all this in a better place
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4. |
Klorox
03:33
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Overdosing on the paranoia
The bureaucrat's finger is on the red button
We're harbingers of our self destruction
Help us out don't be late
Time will help seal our fate
From your lips a single word
Whispers that go unheard
Signals fading through the interference
Now it's too late with no warnings to heed us
All your prayers they won't make a difference
Help us out don't be late
Time will help seal our fate
Hold the blade to my wrist
Drag is right over it
See the blood flow right out
Hold my wounds as I pass out
Lay me down in pools of red
Fold my arms and kiss my head
(repeat)
Thorazine please come and dance with me
Waltz to the melody of sleepless sorrow
Stay with me live in my fantasy
How pretty life could be if we wake up tomorrow
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5. |
Whiteout
03:18
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When the snow first fell it was such a novelty
But now it's been a month or so and I'm pretty sure you're through with me
It was so pure when it fell on your doorstep
But now I'm in too deep and I can't take one more step
I walked to your house with the snow falling silently
And each city block I passed it felt like an eternity
You leave in the fall these days that's all you talk about
Like the night I called to say I'd come to find you through the whiteout
I tried so hard to know what you wanted
I tried so hard to be who you wanted
I tried so hard to live the way you wanted
I tried so hard to be who you wanted
(break it off break break it off)
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6. |
Blankets
03:52
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Look out I'm exploding in my head I had to break out now the windows are all busted
Open the door gotta face what's out there are you ready we need you to be there
Look up do you think it'll be the same look ahead in one year what have we gained
I'm still lost and you don't know my name but I guess that's the nature of this game
I wanna yell (I wanna yell I wanna yell but there's no breath in my lungs)
I would write (I wold write I would write if there were ink in my pen)
No going back (No going back no going back now the damage is donw)
This battles over (The battles over but the party has just begun)
If you play with fire you might get burned
Work hard if you wanna get ahead
But if you fall asleep with a gun in your mouth
You just might wake up with a bullet inside your head
I've got thoughts in my brain but my tongue is out of words
So here I'm gonna break down at the end of this song
Oh no hear we go what's wrong with me I speak again and again I just mispeak
What is this for are you trying to help me I wish you'd back off with all the questioning
Messed up why is all of this all so hard I wish in real life you could really just press restart
We're still lost we're still not eye to eye better count our losses and say goodbye
(repeat "I wanna yell..." and "If you play with fire...")
I've got thoughts in my brain but my tongue is out of words
So here I'm gonna break down right here right about now
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7. |
Emo Dance Song
04:21
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Another Goddamn emo song
Crying in the basement with the lights off
I could find a dark corner in a well lit circular room
Well how's that for you baby
Oh you know it's alright with me
Don't stare at me I just like to kiss other guys
For the fun for the pleasure for the attention
Let me be alone with the voices in my mind
Telling me I've got to wear those tight shirts and girl's pants
You don't know me don't pretend that you do
Nobody does nobody gets me noone understand
I sit at home all night and feel sorry for myself
So don't pretend that you know me 'cause you never will
The second verse for me so let's try this again
You call me liar but I invented
This look and this hair and this trend I swear
Check out these tunes with no variety
About the things you said and how they get to me
Now let me see you c'mon and show me how
Show me some moves and dance around now (dance dance dance)
(repeat chorus)
Pompeii we gonna rock the beat Jae Money got that flow from the street
Mix a little rap rock n' roll wait for the beat lock and load
Two different worlds apart here merged into one like Jay Z Linkin Park
We swim in the big league yall fish we a bunch of shark hump in the dark
Put us up against that competition we will not fail our mission
We turn it up burn it up like pots boiling in the kitchen
One stop from the top of the ladder do it like us nobody badder
Hear a lot of talk stop the chatter you know who it is so scream it louder
(repeat chorus)
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8. |
I Got Style
04:34
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9. |
La Sombra
03:50
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La sombra que cubre nosotros
Cuando regresamos a la tiera
La sombra y el oscuridad
La sombra que cubre nosotros
Al anochecer quando el sol regresa
A la tierra hemos vivideo y muerto
Otra vez
The sun goes down and you lose your mind (choro)
You say goodbye to friends left behind (choro)
Cross your heart and you hope to die (choro)
You convince yourself as you rehearse this lie (choro)
The sun goes down and comes back again (choro)
And oh my God isn't it a shame (choro)
That all you've lost and all you've gained (choro)
Goes through the wash and comes out the same (choro)
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10. |
Bad Social Habit
02:57
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You like to smoke on the side
And go for stoned joy rides
You like to get real drunk
Go out on the town and act like a punk
You're just a bad social habit
A dirty rotten bad social habit
You're just a bad social habit
A dirty rotten bad social habit
You like to get real stoned
Go out and screw lots of guys
Who's the last guy you boned
You're pregnant what a surprise
(repeat chorus)
It's just a prick in your arm
A tiny thorn in your side
All mixed up in your blood
You're hooked oh what a surprise
(repeat chorus)
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11. |
Settle For Less
06:46
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Pompeii Graffiti Annapolis, Maryland
Formed by dorky kids in high school marching band. Still dorky kids.
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