1. |
Maps
03:09
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2. |
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You held it over my head
I said I wish I was dead
But it don't matter anyway
Because the things that we say
Won't even matter
In the long run
There will always be another day
I'll probably feel another way
We're going to a funeral at the hair salon
We're going to a funeral at the restaurant
We're gonna pay our respects at the corner store
Where heads hang low
Where nobody knows
What they’re mourning for
It don't even matter
In the long run
There will always be another day
I'll probably feel another way
Because my head hangs low
And my hands are cold
And nobody knows
What they're mourning for
We're going to a funeral at the hair salon
We're going to a funeral at the restaurant
We're gonna pay our respects at the corner store
Where heads hang low
Where nobody knows
What they're mourning for
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3. |
Blanket Thief
02:35
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4. |
Parties
04:55
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I go to parties
I sit in corners
I stare out windows
At the neighbors fast asleep
How did I get here
Where should I go now
Why do I always
Feel like such a fucking creep
I swear tomorrow
Will be different
I'll wake up with the rising sun
And take the first plane
Right on out of here
And leave all these loose ends undone
Half-hearted labor
Disrupted sleep
An uphill battle
And that hill is just too steep
And when I get to
That cloudy hilltop
I look around me
And your face I do not see
This heavy boulder
I've been pushing
It rolls back down to the valley below
I tumble after
All cuts and bruises
I guess I climbed that hill too slow
Going to slow
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5. |
With Gasoline
03:52
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6. |
Irish Goodbyes
03:19
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I'm just trying to hang around
Long enough to know that this town
Is hanging upside down
And when it is time to go
I hope everybody knows
All the stories left untold lay scattered
Among the chatter
Where secret keepers
Fear the reaper
Maybe next time there will be
Something holding me down in my seat
Until then I guess I'll be
Cast adrift among the waves and currents
Of this endless sea of chatter
Where nothing matters
And it's no surprise
These irish goodbyes
It only takes a little bit of your time
For anything to take up all of your time
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