1. |
Lost Cause
04:18
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Lemme tell you bout a girl I yearned for
When I saw her
my jaw would hit the floor
She was the perfect one for me
And I’ve been there,
plenty of times
I know that In time I change her mind
It takes a while to warm to me
Where do you want to be,
andI will take you there
I promised her someplace to find
But she didn’t seem to care
Told my friends just because shes
got a little shorter hair
Don't mean nothin, c'mon get with the times
But I didn't have a prayer
Keep runnin in place to find,
all of the answers were
right in front of me
Now after time, of hangin
Out with her and all her friends
Well someone else got her, not me
And I’ve seen it,
plenty of times
I Just couldn't get it through my mind
she wasn’t interested in me
I’m in love with her, and she's in love with her
The situations more complicated
But I was unaware
Of an interest we both had
Now openly declared
I know a place I’ll never find
where we can both be there.
Keep runnin in place to find, all of the answers were right in front of me
Lost cause! Lost cause! Never break down the walls! Let’s be honest!
It’s a lost cause! Lost cause! Never break down the walls! Let’s be honest!
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2. |
Jit Jrunk
03:35
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Jit Jrunk
JIT
DRUNK
JIT DRUNK! x2
Parked at the bar well he's staying
Long after the band is done playin
Drunk look just stuck on his face
The sloppiest drunk in the place
He’s gone from zero to 60
I doubt he's ever just tipsy
Fucked up’s just one state of two
Can’t hold-your liquor and drink it too
JIT
DRUNK
JIT DRUNK! x2
He’s gotten brave and he's doing,
All the shit he knows will ruin
The nights of those he’s around
But reason’s nowhere to be found
One drink just follows the other
His thoughts are easy to smother
Shameless, tameless hits the streets
Berating the people he meets
Pieces
of puke-just
cascade-down
His chin
But He-dont
care You-can
see in-his
Jit grin x2
His face is fucked
and he's gotta find a place to lie down soon
But he just
Stumbles onward getting lost while finding food
Late night,
Another willpower fight
Try to keep control
But you know that you’ll fuck up again and again
The war within
Is one you’ll never win
In the end x2
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3. |
Let Down
03:40
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Well here it comes again that sinking feeling
I feel, so fucked up
I turn around to a friend who’s made me
Feel like they’d try to understand
Hey man, can’t you see we’re eating? You gotta go,
I can’t right now
You understand, just take it easy. Another time
adios goodbye cao.
So I drive home…
Static on the radio...
My hair stands on end...
I’ve never been LET DOWN BY FRIENDS!
So when are you
Gonna mind to find to spare some time and
Realize a friend is really dying
And it hurts too
Need a beer a sympathetic ear and hear
LEAVE, GO, LOOK AT THE TIME
Close the door, ignore, leave on the floor yeah
Thunder sounds and rain begins to pour, but
IT'S OK, NEXT TIME, I'LL BE THERE FOR YOU
Where are you, when I need you
It seems that, you can’t be bothered to be there
You’re my friend, till the end,
as long as it's convenient for you now
So when are you
Gonna mind to find to some spare some time and
Realize a friend is really dying
And it hurts too
Need a beer a sympathetic ear and hear
LEAVE, GO, LOOK AT THE TIME
Close the door, ignore, leave on the floor yeah
Thunder sounds and rain begins to pour, but
IT'S OK, NEXT TIME, I'LL BE THERE FOR YOU
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4. |
Very Smart
02:54
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Come expand your mind,
this information mine
is gonna be the greatest feature on the face of mankind
You gotta find some answers in the universe
But you got a lot of bullshit in the way to wade through first.
OH!
Yes I suppose.
That the truth is buried in the snow
Well the truth, is I don't know
A grain of sand, amidst the frozen cold
But everyday we wade away and stay to pick out
little nuggets, thinkin coal is gold and by now
everybody’s picked the truth they want to see
Then they show it to the rest of us with glee
and every day it's on display the whole of it all
a great bouquet with an array of fakes and reals
cuz pop opinion’s just as good as truth
Go get a more informed opinion or admit you don’t have a clue.
OH!
Yes I suppose.
That the truth is buried in the snow
Well the truth, is I don't know
A grain of sand, amidst the frozen cold
We’ve got to say “I don't know” x4
Yes I suppose.
That the truth is buried in the snow
Well the truth, is I don't know
A grain of sand, amidst the frozen cold
It’s all cold!
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5. |
Turn for the Worse
04:21
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Shit flies south, faster than geese
When every town sounds a chorus singing fuck the police
The system's fucking broken, without trust and belief
And how can there be trust if I believe what i've seen
Oh it's all that I can stand!
My anger rises in my chest,
become enraged because
this system
is shitting on the freedoms
Of people who need it
We'll annihilate those ones who think
that their lives are worth more than the rest
Damn
Fuck rhyme or reason, all I got
are these emotions I feel
betrayal, disgust and shame
Have these people gone insane?
We think we know who's to blame
But all I know is it's got to stop
Police man killed another innocent
Another life! Another dies!
Think we care, if this behaviors indicative?
Another life! Another dies!
I’m just so damn impatient
When no one’s tryna make sense
It’s my contention, that as a people, we don’t feel
enough apprehension when we see, we have lost control
We’ve lost control!
Go!
What the fuck are we doing?
When lives are being ruined.
If we payed attention
we would see, a system broken
WE NEED
To wake the fuck up and take control
we’ve lost control, to feel comfortable
When they time has come to make a change
Will you stand and join the fight?
Or will you sit and watch as people die
Because you’re comfy in your seats
Its sad. Well fuck, it makes me mad.
To see how we have grown
Complacent to the bone,
allow injustice, for comfort
so we don't have to moan.
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6. |
Damaged Goods
02:23
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Too many dead end jobs and violent nights,
So she packed a couple bags under the city lights.
There's no future here, she ran out of luck,
her whole life packed up into her pickup truck.
So she'll raise her glass to new friends in a brand new town,
her last dollar spent on whiskey, but life won't get her down.
As friendly as they come, but not quick to trust,
remember why you’re running, another city in the dust!
“Mom, I’m packin up my bags.
Where I’ll go, I don’t know!”
She doesn’t realize what she could
All she knows is she’s damaged goods!
A boy who’s been so sheltered, you know, the cradled kind
and his marijuana helps him stay safe in his mind
from the big scary world, that breathing down his neck
He’s a failure to launch, but what did you expect?
So unmotivated and so out of pace
Mother shows her love with a suffocating embrace
Life is going nowhere and it's getting there fast
So he gets his shit together, and gets outta there fast
“Mom, I’m packin up my bags.
Where I’ll go, I don’t know!”
He doesn’t realize what he could
All he knows is he’s damaged goods!
Now!
They hate themselves!
And won’t, admin their wrong!
Not to you! Or anyone else!
They’ll hold on till they die!
No one will see them!
“Mom, I’m packin up my bags.
Where I’ll go, I don’t know!”
She doesn’t realize what she could
All she knows is she’s damaged goods!
“Mom, I’m packin up my bags.
Where I’ll go, I don’t know!”
He doesn’t realize what he could
All he knows is he’s damaged goods!
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7. |
Nude Dude
01:52
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Took a walk around my street the other day
Everybody's gaze was gettin' creepy
What I should, just ain't good
I gotta let my skin just feel the air well Ah HAH
Oh YEAH
You will see, be free and join with me cuz
This tryin ta hide and lie 'bout what we're made of
Just ain't good
we all could
relax a bit, without this armor on
Ah hah
Oh yeah
It’s not the way it should be
Lets go outside naked, and we'll change the world you'll see!
Think of all the people, no longer feelin' shamed
Lets go outside naked, and we'll change the world you'll see!
Think of all the people, no longer feelin' shamed
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