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The Monsters
04:43
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is there a plot to untwist?
another ending than this?
unfolding like a rose in bloom
you're in a maze but can't see
or in a line but can't lead
it's hard to pick what you can't choose
with the current strong and pulling at your feet
the waves regress, the tides, they receive me
some essence of yourself inside the sea
the drift, the thrust, the fall
sometimes my tongue's in my cheek
or it's too loose, I can't speak
I'll stutter, spit, and lose meaning
could this be more than a flick?
more like a slap on the wrist?
that welcomes the unknown
because there's times I regret the things I never did
I never had a sober cigarette
and now it's 4am and the monsters, they never rest
they never go away
put me to sleep, sound mind, sound dreams
and I heard the clap of thunder
a great sound, it was like no other
then I woke up, eyes wide, mouth shut
and I saw a flash of lightning
a white sky, it was there to blind me
the storm clouds were getting closer
put me to sleep, sound mind, sound dreams
and I heard the clap of thunder
a great sound, it was like no other
then I woke up, eyes wide, mouth shut
and I saw a flash of lightning
and let go of ties that bound me
a ripcord of sorts in motion
a lost soul out in the ocean
you can't stop the world from spinning
it's like time, there's no beginning
its loose hands are seeking closure
I'm right here, I'm just thinking it over
because if I die, I'm taking you with me
to the grave, eternally
if I die
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2. |
Social Suicide
02:59
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things change
no, they were never meant to stay the same
time erodes the past and hides the pain
don't be afraid
oh, even victors tend to lose their praise
it's not just cowards who run away
in parking lots and on the screen
I watch you dance, I watch you sing
through telephones and magazines
you brought me hope, that's all I need
'cause you know what you want
you're never going to get it by acting tough
you're never going to get it until you give it up
you've got this heart started, it's hard to stop it
I love you so much
I've loved you since the day you caught my eye
when my boyfriend committed social suicide
and it got me talking, it got me talking to you
things change
but there's always ways to stay the same
a different name but a familiar face
try to explain
how one can move through all the waiting games
a thousand steps but then a million ways
in parking lots and on the screen
I watch you dance, I watch you sing
through telephones and magazines
you brought me hope, that's all I need
'cause you know what you want
you're never going to get it by acting tough
you're never going to get it until you give it up
you've got this heart started, it's hard to stop it
I love you so much
I've loved you since the day you caught my eye
when my boyfriend committed social suicide
and it got me talking, it got me talking to you that night
in parking lots with the points of view
(I'm just trying to keep it together)
we spent a lot of julys and junes
and now I sit with a silent stare
and it's got me talking, it's got me talking (to you that night)
a blank stare and an inside joke
(I'm just trying to keep it together)
you're the stranger I have always known
I feel you there even when you go
and it's got me talking
'cause you know what you want
you're never going to get it by acting tough
you're never going to get it until you give it up
you've got this heart started, it's hard to stop it
I love you so much
I've loved you since the day you caught my eye
when my boyfriend committed social suicide
and it got me talking, it got me talking to you
things change
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3. |
Don't Let Go
03:58
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in the parking lot where the sun cooks the rocks dry
there's a hopscotch drawn
that's gone unused since you were five
and on the chain link fence there are vines growing to the sky
but you don't climb that now
you've got a key to the other side
and you go "la, da, da, la, da, da, da"
there's a school bus stop right outside of your window
where the kids line up
one of them's your next van Gogh
but you will never know and that's just the way it's gotta be
away the school bus goes
chasing the lights down the city streets
and they all go "la, da, da, la, da, da, da"
well a goodnight is hard to find
when you're out there on your own
and when the lights turn out
you'll finally see that everyone's alone
and even though we are like each other
we are standing separately
we're like prisoners who are chained together
different reasons to be free
and a goodbye is harder
because it means that it's the end
but just because that one thing's over
doesn't mean one can't begin
and it's difficult to think that way
when your time is running out
and the paramedic on your chest
you can hear the people shout:
"don't let go"
it's been twenty years, revolutions around the sun
and things still aren't clear
you aren't sure what you have become
so you go "la, da, da, la, da, da, da"
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4. |
Winded
03:58
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there's a pain in the pit of my chest
that's not quite full, that's not quite empty
I don't think it's wrong to forget the world sometimes
when life's been shitty
and I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid
I'm afraid it won't ever go away
and I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid
I'm afraid it won't ever go away
because time and time again
I'm defeated, I've been brought down
time and time again
I trip on nothing and stumble loudly
time and time again
I feel it coming as it shakes up the ground
there's a truth in waking up
and not knowing how to make it back to bed
or singing loud enough
to burst your lungs and filter out the rest
I'm afraid I'm to blame, it's my fault, I was wrong
I was so far away from what was right, I thought
this is it, kill me quick, rip it off, band-aid strong
it's going to sting, but it's the only way it can come off
because time and time again
I'm defeated, I've been brought down
time and time again
I trip on nothing and stumble back 'til I fall
time and time again
I feel it coming as it shakes up the ground
you could collapse my lungs
but there are better ways to take my breath away
you could just give me a kiss or say this is it
(or kill me real quick and you'll never have to see me again)
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5. |
Last Transmission
04:09
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Houston, we've got a problem can you save us?
I'm not one to ask for favors
if I could get it right, I would
Houston, I can see the meters falling
the alarm's gone off, it is calling
we're the worst ship lost at sea
with no footsteps to retrace
and the starlight as the interstate
well I guess it's tough love
if I want to make it home tonight
are you picking up at all?
it's hard to find a comfort in the calm
well I guess it's tough luck
when the static is not enough
Houston, can you pinpoint our location?
in this mess of information?
can you tell me what to do?
Houston, can you give me a good answer?
I need the news, I need the weather
how's the forecast look today?
with no footsteps to retrace
and the starlight as the interstate
well I guess it's tough love
if I want to make it home tonight
are you picking up at all?
it's hard to find a comfort in the calm
well I guess it's tough luck
when the static is not enough
Houston, I can feel the ship, it is shaking
I've got seconds now, minutes maybe
and I've never felt more afraid
Houston, though I'm not afraid of dying
I've got some friends down there that like me
and would kill me if I never made it home
oh God, Houston, I've got a lot of problems, do you copy?
my steering's fucked, can you guide me?
can you bring me back to Earth?
Houston, I've been screaming, can't you hear me?
you've been silent, are you receiving?
everything is going dark
Houston, this will be my last transmission
can you tell my friends that I miss them?
can you remind them of whom I was?
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