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Three Brother Harmony
02:53
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You're so rude, and I'm just a fool
All your good news made me so cruel
Behind each head is a phone on the line for you
Contagious amounts of endorsements
I lock you in underneath the doorsteps
But when I deal two it rings for just three moments
Ring ring and the life side won't hear you, I'm still growing
Sing sing and the patrons will steer you, collective encoding
Urgent letters are sent to my mother
Harmonious brothers
You're left and I've grown another face
Endless copies creasing so very crisp
Ragged ragged form now gone amiss
And I will pluck one last note that will hiss
And, if your father could only see me now
Maybe he'd finally understand how
I wanted you but you wouldn't change for me
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Royal
03:18
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I'm far far better when you're far away
But I'm always asking if you would stay
I can't seem to take my own advice
I'd advise myself to just think twice
And I tried to stop you from hurting yourself
But you just don't care about that
I always refrain from using your name
Even though everybody already knows
I wish I could just stop and make a change
But in my mind you refuse to go
I'm just a call away when you need help, when you need help
I was there when they cut you open
I'm just a call away when you need help, when you need help
I'm still here and you're still hoping
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Jodie
02:52
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He would be a whore of a man, if he could be anything more
He would be a poor poor man if he could just find love...
Jodie, come home, it's where you want to be
Take the place of a former pet and sleep with me
Put your hand around my wrist, and see if it fits the shape
Bend your limbs to my whim and you can just have me...
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Olson
02:57
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I imagine girls in my head
I thought of love, I thought of you, again
The girls in the films pose like they adore me, but they don't
The girls I bring home seem to enjoy me, but they won't, no they won't
None of it matters anymore, I want a girl I can adore
None of it matters anymore, I want a girl I can adore
But I cry when I leave your house,
but I learned to live without a spouse
But I cry when I leave your house,
but I learned to live without a spouse
I find places to hide my shame
I like the game, but I don't recall your name
What could you possibly see in me this time
I know your bad for my health but I still pine, for you
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5. |
Local Hero
02:49
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What could this God
Want from me
I'll never be as good
As the upcoming, prodigy
When you're living alone
It gets lonelier each night
I wish I could just call you
You'd say baby you're alright
I don't want to be famous, I just want to be noticed
Everyone will sing my words, but you
People will point
At my local CVS
But I would much prefer
To be noticed by the rest
Never would I play
On a stage booked by my parents
I can make it on my own
Or at least try and perish
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Pillow Talk
02:52
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We spend the night time skimming through albums
I spend my morning beside your imprint
You spend the daytime saying you've found him
We spend the evenings colored in a different tint
Because nails can be black
And your hair always red
But the times I won't get back
Were the times in your bed
The times i won't get back
Your music taste went right through the rooftop
My thoughts of you are written here
We spent two years talking just non-stop
Life is tough without you near
I have my reasons that I'll never tell you
You've got your reasons why you don't care
Your new boyfriend can get you the venue
I'm still in town to stop by and glare
The times in your bed
Racing around in my head
Threatening that soon you'll be dead
Just hold me, that's all you said
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Goliath (Middle Name)
03:08
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So now, my blood, is colder than you
My bones, for sure, are broken in two
You say I'm just an infant
You're the one, who's killing your lungs
You're growing more impudent, tell me I'm wrong
Do you know my middle name
I was the hero and a boy just the same
Do you understand my tale
I am David, a king to be hailed
it's not, about, the wingspan or the height
The greatest, of all, was the one would did write
I'll go down to the riverbed
Catch you a fish in the sun
We'll feast upon it now, what have I won?
Do you know my middle name
I was the hero and a boy just the same
Do you understand my tale
I am David, a king to be hailed
Do you see this holy man
Cut down Goliath with a stone in his hand
Hit in the forehead with a rock
The giant fell, the town still in shock
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Vulgar Latin
02:24
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If you push me a little farther, down the hill I'd go my way
Don't make this any harder, too much thought for my age
I'll be crawling up here one day, with a pebble in my hand
Tomorrow's always hungry, run away if you can
i don't speak the romantic languages you love
I'll conjure up my own words, and prove you oh so wrong (hey)
Break me in three places, dirt in my teeth
I've seen two hundred faces, but no sword in my sheath
Yet I'm not a violent person, that's a fact now don't you know?
But I'm not an adult human, just a boy who did not grow
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9. |
Underneath The Treetops
02:39
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And I could watch you, from underneath the tree tops
From underneath the tree tops, with you
And I could find your face, from underneath the tree tops
From underneath the tree tops, with you
And I could understand your love, when we sit in the field
When we sit in the field, my dear
And you could make me laugh, in the middle of the nighttime
In the middle of the nighttime with you
And you would hold my hand, when you spoke lies to me honey
When you spoke lies to me, in the eve
I would always listen, when your words turns fiction
When your words turn to fiction, all the time
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I'm afraid that when I'm older,
I'll be living in the same house every year
I just want to be worth something,
or go somewhere far away from here...
I can't find, a way out of this life
(it's so commanding)
I'll try, not to give it much hype
(but you're not understanding, me)
I'm only nineteen but when I turn thirty,
I sure as hell won't be working
In an accounting firm of plenty,
and if I do please just stab me clean…
Every sunday in the mirror,
my face is older than the days before
I'm always growing, its clearer and clearer,
my white dove will take me to my door...
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