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Logic
04:03
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Let’s see another image, let’s check another frame,
let’s watch as all their interest washes down the fucking drain.
If nothing else now, honey, let’s try to end this game.
We’ll find the middle ground and see if it all ends the same.
You struggle as you listen, the stars never align.
If nothing else now matters, why don’t we just pass the time?
The false recommendations aren’t even worth a dime.
You change the title and then try to think of something kind.
Your logic falters.
Your love is stale.
The fuck do you know?
Your answers fail.
Where is your passion darling? Where is that perfect man?
Keep striking matches and then shoving them down in the sand.
Just pay attention, honey, to where your feelings stand;
you’ve metaphorically been slapped by your own lover’s hand.
Your logic falters.
Your love is stale.
The fuck do you know?
Your answers fail.
Let’s see another image, let’s check another frame,
let’s watch as all their interest washes down the fucking drain.
If nothing else now, honey, let’s try to end this game.
We’ll find the middle ground and see if it all ends the same.
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Videocassette
02:56
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Plug it in, insert the tape
Time to relax, now it’s getting late
It falls apart, it isn’t right
You’ve turned me off and now you’ve said goodnight
You’re useless like a videocassette
Out of style and oblivious
It’s not the night, there’s something wrong
It starts to play, it leads me on
And then it skips, blackens the screen
I’m paranoid, i hope it’s a dream
You’re useless like a videocassette
Out of style and oblivious
You’re unnerving and you’re making a scene
It’s relentless and disgusting
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Violent Man
03:16
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Pain is not just something you should accept
You should want nothing to do with it
You’re brutish and you are violent
The dirt is not now just for the flowers
Or your earthly powers
The dust through which you flounder
I’m not a violent man
Why don’t you uh-under-understand
To call me a serial monogamist makes me seem so violent
Force is difficult and expansive
It’s just a simple derivative
The execution diminutive
Explain the full qualitative meaning
Of the words that you are singing
And give up all your dreaming
I’m not a violent man
Why don’t you uh-under-understand
Even the worst dog knows chasing tail is a waste of time
The rain is quickly drowning everything
The lovers that you are offering
Are not too good at remembering
You’re high off what seem to be helium
Your expressions bring delirium
Suddenly I’ve grown wearisome
I’m not a violent man
Why don’t you uh-under-understand?
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Sooner or Later
02:15
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She can talk for hours about whatever you please.
She can surf the channels, catch your eye with ease.
She’s a savage princess, beautiful but a tease.
Now she’s got your interest and you better believe
You’ll never tell, she’ll never know
What you two do when you’re alone.
There’s a simple secret tearing at your core.
Try your best to keep it, sweep it under the floor.
There’s a heart that’s beating, pressed against your chest.
But it’s not your lover that you just undressed.
You’ll never tell, she’ll never know
What you two do when you’re alone
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Trying
03:06
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Feel what it means to tear at the seams
and trade all your shit 'cause you're so sick of it.
You're changing your name, but you look just the same.
So fuck all your claims and your shallow hipster fame.
You are trying too hard.
You're cool and you're calm but you live with your mom
and you blow all your plans to smoke weed with the band.
You are trying too hard.
You put up a fight saying art is your life,
but you're so goddamn pissed when you're not on the list.
You are trying too hard.
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Sweetheart
04:47
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That feeling you get where you want nothing more than to be happy with a person but they rip you to shreds?
That’s what you’ve done to me, sweetheart.
You’re the drug, I’m the addict,
and that’s a cliché,
but I guess I’m just too lazy to resist.
Thoughts of you running through my brain are killing me every day.
I’m not here to be your plaything, darling.
I’m not going to spend the night.
I’m here for you to scream at.
I live for the fights.
Thoughts of you running through my brain are killing me every day.
Why do I let you walk all over me?
Why are you so indecisive?
“I don’t know”, she says.
That phrase has never rung so loudly in my ears than it has just now.
I don’t know.
Thoughts of you running through my brain are killing me every day.
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Drift
03:31
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Let’s start it over, reset the machine,
just cut the corners and take a seat.
You’re too aggressive, but you’re stuck with me.
You’re an intellectual, but you can’t read.
We sit outside, silently sane,
we watch the smoke drift, we watch it rain.
The time slips by and you keep saying,
“You said you’d found it, said that you would change.”
Doesn’t seem to bother me, honey,
doesn’t seem to bother me.
Your cigarette hangs from your mouth,
pulled out the filter, threw it on the ground.
You grew up far from this deep south,
but nothing changes, you’re still around.
You’re a city girl trying to wander away.
You spend your money, you stay the same.
I won’t be part of your lovesick game,
just think you oughta fuck off think you better hide your shame.
Doesn’t seem to bother me, honey,
doesn’t seem to bother me.
There’s nothing left of me, honey,
there’s nothing left of me.
Doesn’t seem to bother me, honey,
doesn’t seem to bother me.
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Squarely
01:41
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You fell asleep while watching TV,
I left the room oh-so-quietly.
You broke everything you promised me,
Now you’re begging me oh-so-desperately.
I don’t know when you mean what you say,
All I know is how to show you why you make me feel this way.
I will put everything in its place.
I didn’t know what happened when you punched me squarely in the face.
Nothing happens when we go out at night.
You’ve got a cigarette but you need a light.
Always gotta start even little fights,
reinforcing “you can’t do nothing right.”
I don’t know when you mean what you say,
All I know is how to show you why you make me feel this way.
I will put everything in its place.
I didn’t know what happened when you punched me squarely in the face.
Won’t you stop this stupid fit?
Your love just isn’t worth shit.
I will put everything in its place.
I didn’t know what happened when you punched me squarely in the face.
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Sam and Collin like to play guitars.
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