1. |
NINE-NINETY
01:58
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you picture yourself as someone else
that someone's afraid
try putting that patience on the shelf
nine hundred and ninety things to say
la la la la la la la la
you're drawing a line to mark the place where you felt okay
you can pick yourself up and run the race
watch all your excuses fall away
don't try so hard to feel the same
within without
it's no waiting game
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2. |
POR QUE, Y?
02:48
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going out of my head despite
holding on to the fleeting insight
holding out for a moment's respite
dropping off, tuning out is alright
how can I play along if I don't know the words to the song?
hold my head while I spill my insides
soon enough I'll be the one to preside
over the truth and over the way it's applied
but for now have to take it in stride
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3. |
HOUSEKEEPING
02:13
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baby's in a bind
he's lost her mind
but it's all fine, 'cause they are only words
and they've all been blurred
don't know what you heard
or what you inferred
but it can't be any worse than the second verse
when you don't rehearse
like a fucking curse
do you have the time to wake up?
time to freak out?
time to break up?
time to break out?
shine your dirty shoes
find a better muse
one you won't misuse
and watch things come around
soon you'll break new ground
let it all die down
listen to the sound
of the cut-and-paste affair
it's a new nightmare
you're too self aware
so go cut your hair
don't let them see you care
to wake up
care to freak out
care to break up
care to break out
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4. |
NO. 12 (LOOKS LIKE YOU)
01:58
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the new revue
wasted on you
what you've seen thru
blew out the view
so what is true?
no.12 looks like you
destroy it all at your own expense
subtract yourself from well laid plans
you based it all on only one glance
turned away
it's all the same
when you won't play their game
if you take aim
there'll be nothing to defame
surreal shame
when you forget your name
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5. |
SCRIMMAGE
03:50
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restless eyes from side to side
I can't decide if my ego has died
twisted up inside and out
I'm changing shape
I have no doubt
the decay
you can whittle away and find yourself in her eyes
find a place in the feeling her words imply
maybe there's no bottom line
I can't define why life's unkind
been moved up to the scrimmage line
no time to kill
no time to cry
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