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Moth
01:21
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Argue with the air
as if you were there
It's not me it's you
is a dangerous thought to bear
As I climb the stairs
I see you flicker your glare
because it's not me you want
I'm just a costume that you wear
You want to try me on
You want to show me off
You want to say you're just like me
You're just like a moth
in my work clothes
at my window
when the lights on
Well, I'm shutting it off
because I've had enough
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2. |
Buffalo
04:06
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I don't want to share my cocaine
I don't even know my own name
I didn't want to see it anyways
This night is bursting through the gates
Just one, I'm lying to myself
The entire coast is aware
of my state of mind
before I am
Covered in glass
covered in blood
high off my ass
and I'm driving out the entrance
I'm driving out the entrance
Straight from the cast
I'm going to run
Coming in last,
because I'm driving in circles
I'm driving in circles
once or twice a week
What have I done
Why am I here again
And if I don't remember
Why am I high again
I need the excuse
I need the relief
of reckless abandon
once or twice a week
I'll break my bones and sleep
through the afternoon
break them, mend and consume
Covered in glass
covered in blood
high off my ass
and I'm driving out the entrance
I'm driving out the entrance
Straight from the cast
I'm going to run
Coming in last,
because I'm driving in circles
I'm driving in circles
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3. |
End of Your Street
03:37
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My singing's getting better
the less that I sleep
Write it down on paper
Remember to eat
It's always getting later
whenever we meet
but we should get together
at the end of your street
The red door you're rattling
won't open up for me
She's talking to her mother
and they're speaking of me
I'm taking down a number
and I'm slurring my speech
Linger in a hallway
pretending to leave
but we should get together
at the end of your street
All the bodies that you've been cycling through
you tried me on
you knew we would do what we always do
you're just like a moth
devouring inhibitions
when the light's on
can't find the switch or the doorknob
and now I'm drawn
now I'm drawn to the streetlights late at random
to that burn of reckless abandon
How could we be lovers
with all that we've seen
Drinking through the summer
and we fall like the leaves
Silver lining turns grey
a sign of relief
but we could get together
at the end of your street
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4. |
Black Dress
03:34
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She's all shadows in a black dress
I can't see behind her cigarette
She wont have another chance at it
She wont have another chance at this
I can't tell you why
you're doing what you're doing
I can't tell you why
you chose who you're choosing,
and I can't tell the truth
from the lies
when your eyes look like mine
No, I can't tell you why
Our heat hangs next to family cars
with my first bag of cocaine
and blank stares from security guards,
but we don't get caught and nothing will change
You're still scratched when I don't leave a mark
what you can't see never fades
You're tangled up in my veins
I'm trapped in your rib cage
I can't tell you why
you're doing what you're doing
I can't tell you why
you chose who you're choosing,
and I can't tell the truth
from the lies
when your eyes look like mine
No, I can't tell you why
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5. |
Shadow Puppets
03:28
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Narcissistic
shadow puppet,
if you're not yourself
the sillouhette is someone else
Impressionistic
You're blurring those lines
Those familiar omens
You snake oil salesman with the fucked up smile
You're not the victim
It doesn't hurt less
I heard you did this to yourself
I can't be held responsible for the crime,
but you can be the constable this time
Please let me call this number
Come on let me on the line
It all seemed so defensible in my mind,
but if I'm reprehensible to your kind
please let me call this number
Come on let me tell them that I had another bad night
I'm not in control, not in control
just blaming everybody else
out loud in the world but nobody heard
condemning myself alone in my room
just me and my sillouhette
A desert of melted snow
Just banish me slowly
because I'll never know why
I've done what I've done
Lessons I told you to learn
that I never did
I'll never know why
I've done what I've done
Narcissistic
shadow puppet,
if you're not yourself
the sillouhette is someone else
I can't be held responsible for the crime,
but you can be the constable this time
Please let me call this number
Come on let me on the line
It all seemed so defensible in my mind,
but if I'm reprehensible to your kind
please let me call this number
Come on let me tell them that I had another bad night
Shadows paint my room
Delay the truth
Marionettes, sillouhettes of fools
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