1. |
Invisible Hand
02:28
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got my finger on the big red button
pressed down, waiting for the earth to open
best years wasted on a climb to nothing
I held on tight and it pulled me down
and I've been dragged so far, it's wearing down my feet
I did everything right
boots strapped up real tight, but I don't feel so free
they said, "what you're worth is what you make."
price check: guess it isn't too surprising I'm marked down
ear to the wall -- just listen
gear teeth humming 'till I'm ground to nothing
the third act drags, but I leave such a beautiful mess
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2. |
Sticks & Stones
01:30
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every past mistake still takes up space
and swallows every look that runs across your face
shards in your eyes -- I can't think of a better way
and I don't dare to try
Oh, I turn your hang-ups into sticks & stones
then break apart my bones
it'll be alright, I'll be alright
there's no voice of reason to be found
got a hit parade of breakdowns pulling us around
talking in code, I can't keep up the front today
but I won't let you know
I turn my hang-ups into sticks & stones
just don't leave me alone
it'll be alright, I'll be alright
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3. |
Not the Bottom
02:08
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I'm pinning my hopes on what I can't see
I'm picking through the trash
and digging up the weeds
there's not enough that's worth a shit to me
but here we go again, let's all count back from 3...
...2, 1 here it is, a shard of what I might be made of
or a made-up memory
I keep the frequencies down the lower end (not the bottom?)
I can't hear you and I'm not listening
the phrase means nothing to me
I hold my temperature steady
it isn't much, but it's something
white knuckles, melodrama, and load of bad feelings to feed
'cause if I can't find meaning in something simple
then maybe it's just as bad as we thought
maybe it's chemicals and math
maybe it's one more lie that we bought
or maybe we'll make someone feel not so alone
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4. |
Bad Chemicals/Interlude
04:06
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my favorite enemy plays a slow guitar, slung low
the pills I take don't let him hit too hard
place to sleep for half a week, half a tank in the car
you can't fix anything when you don't know who you are
fell asleep
I had enough for today
my head just gets in the way
and I'm blind with spite for you
your pit trap memory, your chemical release
I've been showing you the door, but you're never gonna leave
still ashamed, and I won't pretend I made my peace
with every wasted day you had a hook in me
across the stream
I hide the rest of my days
hand don't cover my face
will you find me out?
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5. |
Drug Store Promenade
01:48
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feeling like a nickel, got a speed bump in my brain
got a pill for everything in my cigarette cellophane
came down hard, found myself a familiar place
can't remember much more than the look on the nurse's face
two years on, I took a hammer to the crack
and I don't see how I can ever get it back
went looking for a sign in the bar's back alleyway
I thought about an old song, back seat, '88
the signal blew by, about a half step out of range
and the meter counted down another drug store promenade
hang it up, I tried
the timeline's at least symmetric(al)
you're an angel, kid
now get me one more pill
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6. |
Expense Report
05:57
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"you don't have to be sober, but this won't happen again"
those dead leaves in the yard
you cut a perfect path right through them
friends don't come cheap, and I'm too broke to maintain it
you're wishing that you never called
you said, "I can't help you at all."
I'm spending more than I'm making just to seem like I'm alright
I bite down 'till I'm bleeding
I ignore it 'till I get it right
broke a fuse
board is shot to shit, I caught it much too late
I'm used
I'm just scrapped for parts, there's nothing left to take
I filed down my teeth so sharp, the skin's just pulling away
I take it on my own
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7. |
The Way You Are
01:49
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don't ever change the way you are (the way you are)
you'll feel everything the way you are (the way you are)
don't ever let them tell you you took it way too far
'cause it's cold outside, and you burn bright 'neath winter stars
so don't ever change the way you are (the way you are)
have no regrets while tracing over all your scars
'cause there's beauty in the way you are (the way you are)
I need you, my friend, the way you are (the way you are)
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