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Out of Touch
01:46
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“I always had hopes of being a big star. Every body wants to leave something behind them. Some impression. Some mark upon the world...”
Cold in the morning
You enter like an offering
Say forever like an evergreen
You are a touch of spring
Drive my car into the ocean
Why’s it so hard to be open?
Your hand on my shoulder’s cold
I just want to know
“And then you think… you’ve left a mark on the world if you just get through it. And a few people remember your name… then you’ve left a mark.”
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Growing Pains
03:17
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Do you remember being a kid
Remember when the world felt so big
(Do you remember when you were a kid?)
Remember when you started to change
But somehow you remained the same
(Yet you seemed to stay the same)
So where do we go from here?
Living our lives full of fear
They want us to work our lives away
All we wanna do is play
You know it’s on your mind
Don’t waste your time
Still feel like a kid
The world still feels so big
I know I’m not the same
I know things will always change
You know it’s on your mind
Don’t waste your time
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3. |
Murphy’s Law
01:35
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Something that you can’t return to
Lingering longer than you should
Feelings that faded long ago
Covered by blue ash and burned wood
I see a burning home
In my dreams at night
And now I have a fear of all forms of warmth
I cast a spell to the moon
And I wish upon a star and say your name
Like it’s mine to claim
There’s no turning back now
No return
There’s no turning back now
No return
You can’t go back to the way it was
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4. |
Digging My Own Grave
02:12
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I think I’m wrong
But I’m not gonna tell you
That’s a fact
I’m gonna make it your own problem
Cos I don’t know how to act
I’m gonna play the long con
Black swan
Bad habits I act on
Better right than be wrong
That’s not right
Cos I could see the way you looked at me
Before you turned to leave
I’m left here standing
Feeling empty
From the web I can’t unweave
Gritting my teeth
Cos I know that I’m wrong
Gritting my teeth
Cos I know that I’m wrong
I don’t want to be the bad guy in the story
No one wants to be the bad guy in the story
I don’t want to be the bad guy in the story
No one wants to be the bad guy in the story
I hear you grinding your teeth
In you sleep
Makes me wonder what you dream
Do you dream about me?
And how you’ll get me back?
I’m sowing the seeds
For my own greed
Can’t see through the weeds
Just follow my lead
Ignore all your needs
You’re part of my creed
Do it for me
Don’t leave x4
I need to keep you here
Believe me
Gritting my teeth
Cos I know that I’m wrong
Gritting my teeth
Cos I know that I’m wrong
I don’t want to be the bad guy in the story
No one wants to be the bad guy in the story
I don’t want to be the bad guy in the story
No one wants to be the bad guy in the story
I don’t want to be the bad guy
I think I’m wrong
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Silent Generation
02:45
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Fade into a dream
You look so weak
I ask, “who are we?”
You still refuse to speak
Why do we hide ourselves away
Faces morph into new faces
Act like there’s nothing to say
Every one leaves but nothing changes
We could turn it all around
Can’t let history repeat itself
Something lost, nothing found
And we let history repeat itself
A question becomes a plea
Your eyes begin to close
It echoes, “who are we?”
I guess we’ll never know
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I Wouldn’t Change a Day
02:31
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“Earlier in the four years we’ve been working together… an event occurred that suggested or somebody told you that… we’d been friends together. In other lifetimes. Always… wouldn’t it have changed some of the ways we looked at one another?”
“Even if I knew for certain… I wouldn’t change a day.”
From the sea to the sky
And the earth down below
You’re my house, you’re my home
You’re the sun, you’re the snow
From the flesh that you came
From your voice to your name
I love you all the same
Cheeks blushing red like a cute strawberry
I’ve held you closer ever since that February
From the place that you came
To your voice, to your name
I love you all the same
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8. |
You Are Not Your Mind
01:22
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“..wanna know why… why you chose this lifestyle… let’s start with you, why?”
“Why not?”
They
Put you in a hole
With your own shovel
Tell you figure it out yourself
Dig until you find
Any peace of mind
Just like everybody else
Don’t
Get too close
To your big ego
Don’t you know that it isn’t you?
You are not the shovel
You are not the hole
You are not the things you do
So we keep digging
“Dig”
“It’s all you’ll ever be good for.”
Try to climb out of the hole
They push you back in
They tell you stick to your role
With a twisted grin
You’re not like anybody else
Not a tchotchke on a shelf
So tell me
“Who are you?”
“Well I mean everybody… everybody’s into their own thing… you know… we don’t want to be labeled you know… we don’t want to be… you know we all ended up getting labeled because people have… in society… have to classify you they have to put you in a category because they have to explain you! If they can’t explain you then people start getting nervous ‘what are these kids up to? What’s going on with them?’”
“D-I-G… What’s that spell?”
Dig!
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9. |
Stay in Touch
01:17
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Promise that’ll always stay in touch
You know that I love you so much
You know that I’ll always stay in touch
Promise that I love you so much
Look at you you’re all alone
You’re doing it all on your own
Didn’t know you were so grown
Something that you’ve always known
No turning back now!
Something that you’ve always known
“You don’t have to bend the whole world… I think it’s better to just enjoy it. If you shoot an arrow and it goes real high… hooray for you.”
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