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Enemy
03:07
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I enjoy the rush of confrontation
Armed to the teeth with potent facts
Sit with me and be the object of my wrath
Everybody’s gotta have an enemy
I want to be crushed by competition
Made to feel afraid to show my face
Arms around this hunk of wood from Nazareth, PA
In my hands, behold, my lifelong enemy
Never liked the taste of my own medicine
Sugar coated pills that calm me down
Ketamine that floating breeze
The gentle lift, the crash
Regulates the ebb and flow inside of me
I’ve seen every inch of North America
Everybody’s sleeping on the streets
Southerners and Northerners, they both seem wrong to me
But a citizen deserves a loyal enemy
Enemy, sweet Enemy
I like songs that activate dark memories
Could it be, how could it be
Could it be I’m sleeping with the enemy
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Fanfiction
04:05
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Forever in your debt, forever in bed with the state
Still hooked on old propaganda
Still waiting for the pledge to take
It happened to me, I woke up a parody
The trope of a stunted generation
City slicking, what an empty way of life
How the shadow of tradition looms tall
Are we living in a future gone wrong
If it’s a choice and not fate
Can we start over again
Would it be so bad
I think we’d be ok
I want something new for us
Fanfiction of mine
Gave up my claim to the white picket fence parade
Dumbstruck by your beach house dreams
Thought you liked it down here with us
Chasing highs, bad advice
So seduced by a device
High earner, top marks
A master of civility
Hard to pass on a date with the sunrise
Just to hand a rich brat their cake
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I Raise The Dead
04:28
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Kneeling in the candle light
I raise the dead
My final chance
To sit with him
A ritual of my own design
A three month’s mind
To send him on
To infinity
Was it mercy or cruelty?
I'll ask the leaves
Was it comedy or tragedy?
God asked him to bury a son
So where is God now
Is there no reward
For loyalty
In the garden how the sweat would drip from his brow
Every old song he would hum to us, every story told
Is it really time to say goodbye?
Couldn’t bring myself to look
At the wilted form that he’d taken on
Already gone
Weeks pass in a moment’s time
The dust collects on a golden ring
While the furnace sings
To be my mother’s son is to hunt for meaning
In what a sick sad world left us on the doorstep
One day we’ll uncover the source
Of the secrecy that lines our walls
That keeps us apart
In the garden how the sweat would drip from his brow
Every old song he would hum to us, every story told
Is it really time to say goodbye?
Salt of summer, sand in my hair, cut-up fingers
Wind in my sail, whirl of anise, pocket knife in hand
Is it really time to say goodbye?
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Over And Over
01:42
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You drew as my wet hair dried
Your body against mine made things right
Over and over
I used your light to weave through days
You gave and gave
I notice the passing time
The flickering patience in your eyes
You once used to thrill me
My love would break on you like waves
But something’s changed
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Tattoo Regret
03:32
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I could’ve let you in
Let you break the skin
Tired of comfort
Of what I’ve always been
What’s a body for
If not to be enjoyed
Nothing pure about me
That I wouldn't destroy
Could’ve been the subject
Of your color test
Had a big yellow sun
Be the star of my chest
Tattoo Regret (x2)
We could’ve just made love
Instead of mining the past
If I’d let you wander a little
Maybe you’d have come back
Could’ve kept my mouth shut
And heard what you had to say
Learned to show weakness
In a gentle way
Oh, weakness
Tied to regret
Slow to repent
Look out ahead
Learn to start again
You seek mystery
But I have only one direction in mind
South for the winter
Tonight I saw it for the first time
How you offer the East, West and North to me
In your arms I found
The quiet gift of another
Tied to regret
Slow to repent
Look out ahead
Learn to start again
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Sunshine Of Our Days
01:17
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Why are we always thinking and talking
When we could be out laughing and walking
In the sunshine of our days
Why are we always interpretating
When what we're best at is simply relating
In a thousand groovy ways
You'll never know me honey if you don't know now
Keep picking at our minds and it'll wipe us out
You know what keeps me ticking without a doubt
So instead of looking inward, let's take a look out
Why are we always looking to each other
With all the beauty we could share together
As we walk along our way
Take my hand and lead me through the summers
Take my hand and lead me through the winters
There's a whole wide world to praise
In the sunshine of our days
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