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bye bye, gravity
03:15
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i've crawled through a cave or two / it's been awful dark in here
thank god for dumb luck a few have woken me up / i can't escape that year
i'd kill for a view of the river with you
chicago you make me weak
i bounced off you and shot straight to the moon
bye bye, gravity
not now, daisy / put the top down, baby
it's hot / i could care less
not now, daisy / my head's too hazy
hold up, are we there yet?
me i was a bucket seat on a ferris wheel all broke down
for a decade now i've spun no one around
no new loves or families
i swear i saw a fire in a forest painted black
so i followed the gleam / wait where were we?
whatta ya know / i lost track
not now, daisy / put the top down, baby
it's hot / i could care less
not now, daisy / my head's too hazy
hold up, are we there yet?
me i ate the machine / by that i mean it swallowed me
don't come around here / don't come around here
come on, they're just being kids / how could you resurrect someone like this?
don't come around here / don't come around here
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whatever works
02:58
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most of the time i give in and take that ride / whatever works, who cares?
i tally ‘em up, every problem / keeping score for a lopsided game
as i walk to the asian market just to see a familiar face
most of the time i give in and take that ride / whatever works, who cares?
the irony of being all alone and trying to part the red sea / oh well, who cares?
will i ever be cool with mondays? / will i ever step up to the metaphorical plate?
the holy trinity is saving face
most of the time i give in and take that ride / whatever works, who cares?
the irony of being all alone and trying to part the red sea / oh well, who cares?
it costs me a lot and there’s a paper trail to prove / that i wasn’t me and you weren’t you
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3. |
mile marker 110
03:15
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here i am again- mile marker 110 / still stuck on this ferris wheel, guess i ain’t getting down, no
well, nightly, i sit and stare at this blank tv / it takes too much energy to work the thing
it’s cool, either way i’ll find ya, i guess
meet me in the basement / momma won’t be home till 10
you’ve got that look in your eyes, babe
meet me in the basement / momma won’t be home till 10
we’ve got some explaining to do
i got moved again / i was only ten / can you blame me? / the holy ghost was swarming
i think we can agree which seed i am / that summer dress is, like, so sunday
i’m tired of this- just playin in the mud / is it all math? / has this all happened?
wait on them / no wait on the dream / while your cactus just dies slowly
not sure if i’ll die / did i exist? / did i do it? / or was it fiction?
pasadena, pasadena- what is your language?
it’s cool, either way i’ll find ya, i guess
meet me in the basement / momma won’t be home till 10
you’ve got that look in your eyes, babe
meet me in the basement / momma won’t be home till 10
we’ve got some explaining to do
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neighbor girls
02:45
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i’m intimate with my apathy / i bathe with her nightly
surprise, surprise- it’s 3 pm and i’m still in bed
if i could capture this right here, my honeybee / you know that all those neighbor girls swarm to me
the proof is in the pie, me oh my dear / when your boyfriend quit the baseball team his senior year
i thought i was a lion, but i turned out too tame / too colourful and cautious to join their game
i don’t wanna be just an old man and his sea / and realize i never became an astronaut
if i could capture this right here, my honeybee / you know that all those neighbor girls swarm to me
the proof is in the pie, me oh my dear / when your boyfriend quit the baseball team his senior year
wait up, one second / excuse me, what day is it? / just how long have i been holed up in here?
hey, where’s the blueprint? / i’d love to see it
i’d love to know how this was built so i can do the opposite
here is all that i can give- just get some sleep and die an optimist
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We Speak in Colors Osaka, Japan
pittsburgh, pa, usa
abu dhabi, ad, uae
existential-rock
forever neurotic
andrew.armstrong20@gmail.com
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