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(Instrumental)
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2. |
Paradise Pt. 2
06:20
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All my life I've been lied to
I could never figure out by who
All this time right beside you
I know for sure you've been lied to
So reverse the script and see where fate spits us
We'l take the thruway to hell or wait for the angels to lift us
Nothing turned into loving
Something you dream of others uncovering
And if I mumble and stumble and I'm smothering
It's the nothing that I see as something
I see the green you put in your hair matches your eyes and I lose my mind
If you're the one to stumble and embarres never more will I need you more for mine
Now it's been years and I've tried to
Do my very best to abide you
Won't touch the fragile, won't untie you
But it's too hard to compromise you
You play rotten magic tricks at the expense of our wonder
Oh we're blind to rain but we can't avoid the thunder
And as I watch you walking away
I feel earthquakes and my foundation give way
And soon we'll all come crashing down
Down, down, down...
Do you think we could make sense of this
If we met in paradise?
Oh of what to the cost, was there anything lost worth saving?
You sing verses to me and to you I'm must ranting and raving
We'll keep it all with no expense
If we get to paradise we'll make sense of each and every pretense
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3. |
Makeshift Heart
05:13
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I don't wanna give away
A makeshift heart
I don't wanna mock trying to touch you
If we were miles apart
Let's just make sure there's nothing condescending
And that for all a vision is clear
I don't wanna radiate
Dishonest intention
I don't wanna think too far
And say things I shouldn't mention
Let's just make sure the actors are the ones pretending
And that for all a vision is clear
Calling out to every hopeless, romantic poet
Terrified at every turn and boy don't they show it
I want love to excite me
And everything I need to invite me
To sip the magic ales and to be swept by butterfly arms
Calling out to every hopeless, romantic poet
Total hypocrites and boy don't they boast it
I want love to excite me
And everything I need to invite me
To sip the magic ales and to be swept by butterfly arms
I don't want to make a list
Of all the things I don't want
I don't wanna be Orpheus
If he's someone that I'm not
Let's make sure the makeshift hearts get proper mending
And that for all the vision is nothing to fear
I want that girl
She never once looked at herself
I wanna feel all the emotions
I let collect dust on the shelf
Let's just steer clear for the road's forever bending
And that for all the vision is plainly here
Calling out to every hopeless, romantic poet
Terrified at every turn and boy don't they know it
I want love to excite me
And everything I need to invite me
To sip the magic ales and to be swept by butterfly arms
Calling out to every hopeless, romantic poet
Total hypocrites and boy don't they boast it
I want love to excite me
And everything I need to invite me
To sip the magic ales and to be swept by butterfly arms
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4. |
Shut Up, Fucked Up
04:48
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Now son the day will come when they send you to the schools
They gonna patronize you to conform to their rules
They gonna burry you and beat you and harvest what they can
They gonna drill into your head it's called supply and demand
You just pay attention this ain't hard to get
By the way you looking at me, you don't give a shit
I was shut up, fucked up
Shit outta luck son
Now son the day will come where you will feel all alone
Feel like they ought to burry with all the old bones
And when a boy feels lonely he sure feels phony
You's a whipped up, dried out, flea bitten pony
If it's what you want I won't be the one to tell you your wrong
Cuz I been walking that fucking road all along
I was shut, fucked up
Shit outta luck son!
Now son you try hard enough and your licks don't get shoddy
You could make it to the head of the illuminati
But if your only strong with your head up strait
They gonna pour the same shit onto your plate
Only a fool don't know the tyrants are hell bent
If you paid attention for a second you'd know your futures been spent
I was shut up, fucked up
Shit outta luck son!
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Gold Hats
03:10
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Now what is that golden hat doing on your head?
They turn your skin green, they dye your hair red
I saw a crowd of people all wearing hats like these
I thought it was an army of trendy Christmas trees
A recent study done about the golden hat parade
Found a positive correlation between what was off and strait
When they took the hats off the patients they nearly fell unconscious
Threatened that the doctors were inciting violence...
...and that their answers could be taken out of context
When folks read the results of the anonymous survey
My friend broke down and bought a hat and said he didn't care
Now he's cooking his blue jeans, he's vacuuming clean air
He nearly threw up when I asked how he was feeling
Then he went to go put out a fire he thought he saw on his ceiling
The ageless hipster minister, he's viewed as a sage
Said the hat's only real side effect was to die of an old age
I thought he was credible then he blamed the death of every soldier
On his fifteen year old girlfriend for knocking his bong over
I bought myself a silver hat in an act of clear defiance
I touted it proudly I felt self-reliant
I thought I was tripping when I did see
A mob of angry Christmas trees running after me
There's golden hats everywhere too many too count
A single uncovered head just ceases to be found
Though the hats everywhere the origin is a mystery
Legend was it was an attempt for global unity...
...said the company that made the hats who gave their money to a C-4 which was given to a Super PAC which was spent on titties and beer!
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6. |
Pride
05:10
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The princess married the frog she met chatting online
She thought she was drunk on love and not her servent's moonshine
When he met the parents he embarrassed and had no clue
When he asked "Mr. Arthur what is it that you do?"
Former athlete, white senator playing the race card
Says he can't remember a time when his people had it so hard
In an unrelated rant on a Senate committee floor
Trying to pass a law regulating screw sizes on doors
They're building an amusement park right inside Fort Knox
Commissioned by every tabloid owned by Rupert Murdoch
They tried to keep tabs on the peasants who they knew who shifty
So they gave them all a souvenir shirt at the cost of nine fifty
Sir Walter Elliot lives as king among men
Living in the babbling words written by Jane Austen
Anne fell in love with a sailor whom Walter Elliot quartered
At least I think that's what happened, I had to put the book down to establish order
A novelist college grad trying to resurrect John Lennon
Accidentally did Vladimir who rose from his display case bedding
He started a communist revolution in a town in the old west
It was outcome he had wanted the whole time buried in his subconscious
A five year old girl shot a gangsta thug to death
She thought she was on cold medicine but it was crystal meth
At least that's what she told the cops when they looked at her ID
That said her name was Roger Evans was the age of sixty-three
An oceanless hurricane hit Area 51
Blowing debris in everyone's yards, alien's guts and their laser guns
Though the pressure was on the general to the public he stood pat
When he announced on the podium to blame the Democrats
Victorian, gothic wench number 56387
Listens to tales of misery as if tales of heaven
It was at her secret headquarters in the local shopping mall
Where she realized she was a higher species, pride come before us all
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7. |
Something To Prove
04:42
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The young got something to prove
They just can't make a move
They just sell their attitudes
And try to give the business and blues
The young got something to prove
They just assume they've been bruised
They're terrified to lose
When the world turns obtuse
The futures here, user beware
Only bring it up because I'm scared
That I've lived too little to think I've lived so long
When I don't often believe in myself
I rely on everyone else
And every time I seem to end up writing the same song
The young got something to prove
But they're hanging from a noose
They've simulated all abus
And they're still terrified to choose
The young got something to prove
They're just tired of being baboons
They need plenty of cartoons
But never too much room
Taking all bets
If if this is war you better know what to expect
And if not then when to cease fire
And I'm gonna set a mandate
For all of us make mistakes
That show us the things we need and desire
The young got something to prove
But they're stuck in some recluse
They hate every roos
They expect you to make the truce
The young got something to prove
As they dream of who's who
They just don't have a clue
They want it to be over soon
Some ask for houses and are given pebbles
Others ask for bridges and are given shovels
But don't balk on the lack of answers that get nailed through
Treated like bastards, trying to be a man
Spoiled rotten but doing what they can
Cuz after all they're just a carbon copy too
The young got something to prove
Even though the day is through
They won't settle for renew
And they just might blame you
The young got something to prove
They're tired of your old news
And all your old reviews
Now they're just confused
There's nothing left to do
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8. |
Alive, and Still There
04:57
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Sit and stare at the ground
As the final deal goes down
Does it ever make a sound
When there’s no one around?
Touch as the bombs explode
Feel as the skin erodes
As the final desperation takes hold
We suddenly grow old
Black crow flying high
Help me touch the sky
Moonlight shine so bright
Please take all my fears tonight
Feel the revive
As once again we must die
To be born only alive
With scars built into our eyes
Feel the breeze
As it blows through our screams
We'll rise above the trees
Is there a place for me?
Black crow flying high
Help me touch the sky
Moonlight shine so bright
Please take all my fears tonight
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9. |
Your Lovers' In Drag
03:29
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Your lovers in drag but he's not confused
He was a test you decided to lose
Cuz you thought this whole time he was man
But he wasn't anything and he hopes you'll understand
Do not blame the barricades you built for yourself
Or all the empty handed arguments you memorize so well
When you wake up in the morning and he treats you like a stranger
He's just trying to make sure his hearts not in any danger
Your lovers in drag and you fell for his trick
He thought you were an antidote for which he's forever sick
Cuz you thought this whole time he was man
But he wasn't anything and he hopes you'll understand
If the high roads visible to you do not hesitate
Your actions alone are enough to predicate
That you'll never settle for any decisions made in desperation
You'll always just wait it out for the duration
Your lovers in drag and you're left abandoned
He's stolen everything you've ever demanded
Cuz you thought this whole time he was man
But he wasn't anything and he hopes you'll understand
All the gifts you accept will never win your affection
They just piled them blindly, tilted your direction
And you know that he's nothing that you've never seen
And you've always seen all the spaces in between
Your lover's a has been who's lonely and unprepared
To say he's a person that's ever cared
Cuz you thought this whole time he was a man
And he knows deep down you know and fully understand
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10. |
Baby, Don't The Night
02:44
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Baby don't the night make it so hard to stay away from you
How are you feeling now
Is everything still the same
Do you think you would remember me
If you left town, changed your name?
But baby aint it hard to keep such feelings away from you
How are you feeling now
Is everything still the same
Do you think you would remember me
If you left town, changed your name?
But baby don't the night make it so hard to stay away from you
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11. |
Clip Show
03:59
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The life worth longing for
Will take time to pay dividends
The life worth settling for
Will make you pine for the end
The life built for you
Will crumble when you enter its doors
The life built around you
Turns you into an attention whore
Here comes the clip show
Your reminder you never asked for
The life worth boasting
Is in the beholder’s eye
The life spent coasting
Drains you dry
The life right behind you
Stares at you as you go walking
The life right in front of you
Is done with talking
Here comes the clip show
Your reminder you never asked for
Everyone’s got a good excuse for all their wasted life
We drag along with nothing to do but we got all the hype
Everyone’s got a good excuse for why everything sucks
What benefit you get it from it kills despair from delight
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