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We're Not From Denver
02:14
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hello welcome to the show. were sorry were not gonna play any songs that you actually know. these songs sound the same and playing in a band is getting hard as this music is getting lame. our time is running out candle burned to the stick. were the standin for the punk rock republic. were here to rock off your socks. and beat on our drums. we are not from denver show some respect. we dont party a lot we cant be from denver.
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Family Name
01:29
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hey wake up are ya feeling alright? you slept through breakfast and ya missed sunrise. the sun wont stop for your sleeping ass. itll push forward with a hint of crass. young boy you gotta learn your lessons. another wasted day another useless night. young boy youre bringing yourself down. i cannot control this. now that youre up go do all your chores. and while you are cleaning clean on all fours. it shouldnt feel like a fucking rat race. this family name you have only disgraced. young boy you gotta learn your lessons. i cannot control this. im drowning in guilt. young boy youre worrying your mother. i cannot control this. im much too old.
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Mr. Second World Country
02:19
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when i was only 13 years old i took a steel toe to the head. and i recall embarrassment but my memory is dead. and while sitting alone for hours in a compact hospital bed i realized this defeat had no impact on what i said. still i pondered on. all reflections gone as i gave in to the comic relief. the next year saw me in a similar situation again. publicly announcing my political views in the same fashion. except that this time my opinions were validated. rather than confronted i was debated. what do ya mean i cannot change. this is who i am. ive given in so many times now i choose not to. so what? i admit that i align more with my party than my morals. when i was 14 i performed in front of friends and family. i openly announced my fears of communist regimes. and was distracted by fate by an intolerable group of beta cuckolds whose first concern is employment outsourcing as opposed to reviving a 3rd world country.
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Ramsey Avenue
02:20
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how long has it been? i forgot that weve both been so busy. and we have grown up. what once was funny has just gotten old. play football tonight then well get chased by the cops later on. when the music dies at least it will have died in my friend's hands. staying up past 12 (and after that) survive hurricanes (my volcom hat) it's getting old (im least and last) i see where i stand. ignoring phone calls and jamming by yourself on a fretless. but time works its ways and i guess youre no longer my best friend. relinquish myself (i cant go back) why would i want to (staten island) make this a career (i understand) i wont talk to you.
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Guilt
01:51
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sitting alone. wanting. staring at you as you walk home from where i dont know. i may be alone but i dont feel that way when with you. a feeling of guilt approaches. i ignore it because ignorance is a condescending fuck that lives with me and wont let go. i awake feeling like the biggest asshole in the world every day.
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Bad Habit
02:37
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i woke up today with absolutely no idea where i was. my shirt was stained and i guess that i had slept on the floor. to my left was declan and to my right was some guy that i had never seen before. i just cannot stop lying. i just cannot stop telling lies. its like this every night i got a bad habit and i guess that i will never learn. well i then checked my watch. it said that it was 10:00 and i had to get to work by 11. maybe i could get ben to cover for me. no that would never work hes probably sleeping. you know you are not trying. you know youre not trying at all. its like this every night i got a bad habit and i guess that i will never learn. some guys have all the luck i guess that i will never give a fuck. i am just happy to be here. shoot me down. antagonize. try your best but ill survive. and ill be the wind in your sails. its like this every night i got a bad habit and i guess that i will never learn. some guys have all the luck i guess that i will never give a fuck. i am just happy to be here. bad habit. i got a bad habit.
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7. |
Croggy
02:17
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know i did everything that you asked me to. no one can deny the truth. i shouldve known from the start that it would decrease domestic value. you are the worst problem that i have ever seen. intuition brought us here it is too obscene. im always waiting for a callback. i was conscious of everything that i went on to say. i was always there for you you tried to dismay me in every stage of life i have ever seen. you went to your wits end to just prove youre obscene cause i have a wicked tongue and i hurt the ones that i love. its getting harder to please the ones. my anathema is already gone. i cannot control the things i tell you. im sorry but my name is truancy. come on amuse me. cause i have a fearful mind that my words are off time and my deepest regrets are unsung. and ive been on the party line and my actions are all tried. i plead guilty cause honestly its already past won.
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8. |
Apology Not Accepted
03:36
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and we would wait on forever until the sun set. time is our most precious value. and the longest road that we have traveled we have gone too far down its path. and i am struck with the knife. and stuck in this strife. i wish i was right. im taking advice. im not getting by. all i do is try. im wasting my time and wasting my life. and i watch the door close. it takes all my dreams way outta sight and way outta mind. it seems like i cant formulate a plan. although i have to. this is my last chance. and i am struck with the knife. im fighting this strife between ill will and the lack thereof. im not getting by. all i do is try. im wasting my time and wasting my life.
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Hypnosis
02:35
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its all inside my head again im aware. little things inside me lurk here and there. theyre pushing me aside. oh little tiny voice can you please leave me. the worst part about it is that youre not seen. and ridding them ive tried. play it back. camera. funnel tube. countless times. the encounter group. the garden replenished with unbalanced fruit. sounds reverb inside me and reflect off you. i think im insane. whos to say my body is under control? candida patrol me im its fucked up goal. i portray loaded gun. gather now. this is where they gaze. countless times. my mind disobeys.
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hes kinda cool be hes got long hair. he shows me guitars for which i dont care. hes dennis from guitar center. he works mondays the late shift. ive heard him play the linoleum riff. hes dennis from guitar center. so if youre looking for a sale or to learn a major scale dennis is your guy. he recommends the sub bass with an oak body and a case so you wont damage your guitar. he doesnt want me to damage my guitar. so when the store is closing soon you know dennis will grab a broom. dennis is cleaning up tonight.
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Too Late
02:29
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some nights i think about it all the time and how i did everything wrong. once is enough twice is too much especially when were on a low gear. people standing in the middle of the road. a great choice in flowers i presume. remembering showing you that song that i wrote that was in c minor. and when i showed you that picture of that hamster that we both found too funny. ill ask you to go with me and not too late. it will all be perfect theres no flaw. whatever it is please be definite. you cant give me a yes then no then not expect me to get mad. please make up your mind. you wanna get it straight but you dont know how.
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12. |
Morning Paper
01:43
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its friday night and youre feeling lonely. you finally got out of work. so you play your guitar and head down to the bar. that girl you like is there but shes talking to someone youre angry shes having a good time. well you chose a concert over her. but it was good. decendents and dag nasty subhumans at prb. h2o but i mostly missed them. so you call her in the morning but shes not there. she must have gone home or disappeared. so you go to applejacks assuming that she got back. irony is a frightful thing. i must tell you that i love you in fact i call you. so you call and wait. and i call and wait. its been 3 days and nothing from her she must have really hated you. but youll find out in the morning paper she killed herself last night.
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is it okay if i stand here by myself today? reasons fall far from the tree like me i guess you could say. needless to say i have become a figment of your imagination. i live off of bad dreams and ideas. hopeless you are lost. say youre sorry. my room reeks of broken promises and rung out strings. every night i fear the dream where you dont know me. sinking ship and im a rat. sententious you blind my mouth. now i must give up your ghost. i am sorry. give up the ghost. i know its hard but sometimes you have to let go. you still miss her that i know well fuck its time to eat crow. now i know things are so great. i must get home before its too late. my mom will get angry my dad will forgive me. so we must go. goodbye. say youre sorry.
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