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You Do You Venezuela
03:32
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1000 miles away under the live oak trees / 1000 miles away under the lights of the marquee / I know that you said I'd be alright / I heard what you said, I'm too tired to fight / Baby, just not tonight / You do you, Venezuela, give my regards to Laura / I know she's listening to every word I say / Everything is normal, everything is fine, I'm doing alright / I just wanted to say, I just want you to stay / Got Perfecting Loneliness playing on the stereo / Still trying to decide on whether I'm gonna stay or go / Either way I'm gonna be gone for a while / And it's getting harder and harder to make you smile / Lies and slow denial / I know that your new haircut makes you look like one of the boys / And I know it must be hard to filter me through all this noise / Lonely blue skies, lonely dark eyes / I am living in a fog of my own design
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Lucky Ones
04:21
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10x10 room smells like cat piss and bleach, I sleep on canvas sheets / Cardboard boxes hold all my possessions stacked against the walls / Some nights me and my brothers drive around taking furniture off the curb / It's better than picking through dumpsters like I used to do / At least I've got company / And I'm one of the lucky ones / I got friends who lend me money so I can keep my job and pay my rent / It's hard to find work in this town without a safety net / My mercenary attitude means that my legacy will be cheap / And though I fight for what is right, I still become part of the problem / More than you'll ever be / And I'm one of the lucky ones / It's alright, say you want to be alone, man, I understand / I know it's hard sometimes being my friend / Good luck down in New York, you better get out of this town before your heart stops beating / You'll knock 'em dead, or at least you'll knock 'em down / Give 'em hell for me / You're one of the lucky ones/ And I'm one of the lucky ones / We're all the lucky ones, and I hope we make it through
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Back Seat For A Bed
03:07
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Driving up the hill on Main Street, past the road where you used to live / Watching junkies buy their smack from militiamen from across the bridge / Thinking back to a time a few years ago, when I could still remember your face / Remember the nights we used to stay up late, when I always used to say / Let's stay awake a little longer / Find some way to pass the time / 'Cause there's nothing going on in this dirty old town tonight / I hear there's work up north in Canada, or we can head out to LA / It's getting harder for the two of us to live in the Empire State / Yeah, I know you want to get out of this town, you want to start living the dream / But I'm gonna be stuck here for a few more years, so remember to think of me / Yeah, I know you finally got out of this town, you went and started living the dream / But I'll be right here for a few more years, so remember to think of me / And I'll stay awake a little longer / Find some way to pass the time / 'Cause there's nothing going on in this dirty old town tonight
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Drunk's Lament
03:18
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I feel like I'm still waiting for you to come around / Sometimes I stop thinking, sometimes I fall down / I feel like I'm waiting around for something else to come / Sometimes I feel drunk, sometimes I feel dumb / I realize I'm stuck in your absence and I wish you well / Seeing only the good in others and the flaws within myself / Can I see you tonight? I promise I'm not that wasted yet / I can be whoever you want, so don't forget / Can I call you by name? I promise that it won't be the same / I'll be happy I swear, you can forget about the pain
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Scottholm Syndrome
03:13
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Rolling down these empty streets in a busted truck in the pouring rain / How did I end up in this place, I wonder again and again and again and again / I was hot shit in high school, now I'm running as far and as fast as I can / Started out a straight edge college boy, then turned into the Marlboro Man / Told a lot of tall tales when I was young, guess the truth was never good enough for me / My heartbeat crawls like a reptile on a sultry summer's eve / Making plans of escape, even though I love my friends, I hate this town / Can't fix this shit, we live here now* / Spending nights awake in self-medication, thinking back to the Doom that came to these basements / Yet another hungover workday trying to think through these half-conversations / All my friends are moving to Brooklyn and Houston and I just can't keep up / Try to drink away some of my problems, ashes to ashes, dust to dust / Haven't gotten paid yet, I'm driving down Scottholm and it's three AM / Shift is over in fifteen, might as well be an hour ago for all the good it does them / Make the turn onto Genesee, head back west toward Westcott Street / Punch out, drive back, get drunk alone, try in vain to get some sleep and dream of home
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One More Year
03:59
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I'm walking through the door / Through a crowd of people that I've never met before / I've been in this house a million times / Everything looks the same, but without you and everyone it just doesn't seem right / This show is pretty lame / Just another bunch of college kids who think this kind of living is just a game / I know for sure we weren't like them / When we used to sit and drink out on the porch, you remember way back when / Keep hoping for a reunion / Just want to feel the way I did only a few short years ago / I know there's no resolution / I'm just a kid who hasn't figured out a way to just let go, oh I don't know / You're living down in Brooklyn / Your singer moved out west, heard she's doing pretty well / The bass player dropped off the map / Your drummer's famous now, that's cool, but his new friends can go to hell / I lie awake at night / I drive down to the parking lot just to stare at the highway lights / All this is nothing new / And nostalgia doesn't comfort me like it always used to do / I'm trying to find the will to not just up and disappear / You convinced me, I've got to hold on for one more year
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