1. |
The Jig Went Down
01:58
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My fingers are like chainsaws
("How come you're puttin' on your uniform?" "In case we decide to hitchhike")
Why don't you let me open you up
("Oh... Derpaderpa a little hard lookin'" LOLZ "Try a round without using your drive now you're certainly blah blah distance")
It's just like they said
No one understands what the fuck you're talking about
Oh shit almost makes your feet move
Kick me in my fat ugly face and I'll cut you open
I know what it's like to be a winner
It doesn't even hurt
("Charlie.. Charlie!!" "You shouldn't call a rich man by his first name" LOLZ)
RAAAAWR
Ahem
My fingernails
Are like chainsaws
Why don't let me open you up
("N-Nothing like that at all" "Ahh.. Old man is having a little party up there huh?")
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2. |
Suburbulence
02:58
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Do it / Words consumed
As concerned for that turn around
Laugh
Dirt
Laugh through it
As you damn it
Once consumed
As concerned when they come around
Laugh
Dirt
Laugh through it
As you do it
Laugh through it
As you damage
Once concealed
As concerned when they come around
Laugh
Do it / Once consumed
As concerned for that turn around
Dug hole
Laugh
Dirt
As you do it
Laugh through it
As you damage
Once consumed
As concerned for that turn around
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3. |
A Lost Cause
04:01
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Guilt wash away
Cleanse my hands
Cleanse my life
It's not that I'm sorry
This was necessary
We have to cut the picture in half
It's not that I'm sorry
This was necessary
We have to cut the picture in
Leave no evidence
Leave no witnesses
Make it an accident
Remember we don't know each other
My presence is erased
No fingerprint is traced
After the escape awake I wait
We have to act slowly
Stick to story
Remember that we do not know each other
Guilt
Wash away
Cleanse my
You said you'd no trace
So why are the police at my door?
The polygraph tells no lies
It wraps the rope around my neck
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4. |
Swervs
03:35
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Carried through an ocean of helpful hands
They help themselves
They lift your weight overhead, convincing you
That you're not dead
Why should I even bother waking up?
My dreams are more peaceful and everyone's fucked
Help me oh help me my beautiful lamb
I don't want to lose you but I don't want to sleep
A taste less bitter
I'm not the killer
Turn off the lights
And wait for winter
Brittle boned skinny hands lose their grip
This is what they're waiting for
Carried through an ocean of breaking bones
They break themselves
The weight you bare is far too much
You never trust what you can't touch
(Guitar time)
Why should I even bother waking up?
My dreams are more peaceful and everyone's fucked
Help me oh help me surface dwelling lamb
I don't want to lose you but I don't to sleep
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5. |
Recovering Shoebox
01:36
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(instrumental)
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6. |
Juniper
03:51
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This is disorder I recommend
A new way to suck down your ambulance
You suffer robot
You accident
And often what you represent
So kiss your freedom you worshiper
The dirty playground
You're trapped in it
I'll slash your tires and drink your blood
Without these objects you're powerless
I'll steal your daughters I recommend
These aren't the answers you're looking
You suffer robot
You accident
I often wonder what you represent
These aren't the answers you're looking for
This is disorder I recommend
These aren't the answers
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7. |
The Busy Milk Front
04:28
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8. |
Enchancer
02:40
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10. |
Wyvern Mountain
02:56
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(instrumental)
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11. |
PRE-DST
07:31
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12. |
Problem Dog
04:48
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(instrumental)
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13. |
Residents
03:50
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(instrumental)
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14. |
Soaring Under Hills
05:53
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I said don't open the cellar door
For your sake the one that I adore
Mistake I don't think this can be undone
You said you don't want this to be undone
Okay somethings are better left alone
Rotten a better sense of my decay
Trusting in truths we build for ourselves
Rotten take the rusty trophy off the shelf
Take one step backward
Unholy reward
Don't ask what the shovels doing in the trunk
I'll take you where you know you want to go
Mistake I don't think this can be undone
You said you don't want this to be undone
Take over me
Unholy reward
Take one step backward
Unholy reward
I said don't open the cellar door
For your sake the one that I adore
Mistake I don't think this can be undone
You said you don't want this to be undone
We won't have to ever be alone
Rotten a better sense of mind decay
Don't trust the truths that are told to us
Don't ask what the shovels doing in the trunk
(Take over me)
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