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New Precision Timing
02:22
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every time you kick a chair out from under me
I fall through hollow ground
insisting anyone else
would feel a little low
instead you seem to be a little high
well, I see my reaction
only as distraction so
stepping back from innocence
while villains come and go
measuring ingredients
for potions that explode
wasting hours winding
their new precision timing
ever contemplating code
every time you kick a chair
I fall through hollow ground
resisting eloquent lips and giggling fits
instead I flow below your noise
with a nickname
for a new game
stepping back from innocence
while villains come and go
measuring ingredients
for potions that explode
wasting hours winding
their new precision timing
ever contemplating code
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3. |
Lipstick Nostalgia
02:52
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salty tongued survivors
all the grateful drivers
thankful for retaliation at last
if the day is tragic
blame your kids for traffic
cast that monumental credence down
and elevate us
to the silver lining
that's the new church
pay your debt to plastic
from the life fantastic
build up all the credit you deserve
and if you get nostalgic
from the current tide
remember all the shade you used to hide
elevate us
to the silver lining
that's the new church
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4. |
Souvenir Wife
02:44
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in this zoo
the only one caged is a heroine
we only wish we could touch
destructive temptation's too much
in the search for a souvenir wife
the show can't let go
suddenly reaching for someone you know
in the cold machine their changing clothes
no words spoken but three understood
with black smoke blown in her eyes
everyone's choking on innocent lies
in the search for a souvenir wife
the show can't let go
suddenly reaching for someone you know
in the cold machine their changing clothes
no words spoken but three understood
with black smoke blown in her eyes
everyone's choking on innocent lies
in the search for a souvenir wife
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5. |
Amp Delusion
01:42
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transforming conversation
gets no respect from the crowd
input of obligation
outputs a frequency of doubt
you hold your anger you'll be
the next to blow a fuse
resistance all around me
I hold the gain
you can't refuse
I am an amplifier
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6. |
Nobody Is Out West
03:29
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five days like celephane tape
reminiscence stuck together
white lines and traffic signs
point to a narrow escape
that strange idea of
being close to the glow
too close to the trees
and open to heat from above
it's hot in here
and I'm not in here
I've traded breath for breathing
this atmosphere
of smoke and mirrors
a character I can't resist
from memory I don't remember
it's so hard to find
someone who doesn't exist
a five day getaway
on an ocean of dirt
it drowns out the heat
when the skies are all grey
it's hot in here
and I'm not in here
I've traded breath for breathing
this atmosphere
of smoke and mirrors
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7. |
Silence Is For Sleeping
03:57
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matchstick fabric carousel
a burning shiny hell
selling time to buy the process
red, blue, green made profits
I'm not worse for wearing every Thursday on my sleeve
blame the generation trade
a mirror image masquerade
struggle to appreciate
a tattoo of someone you hate
I'm not worse for wearing every Thursday on my sleeve
faint voices ride
preoccupied
faint voices ride
satisfied
I'm not worse for wearing every Thursday on my sleeve
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8. |
Spy Equipment
02:09
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waves can't keep me up on radio
I wade through another decade
sound collecting
style reflecting
tape on distorted landscape
ears of spies
plagiarize everyone
jewels are found in rough-cut metaphors
phrases used everyday
word disorder forms the core of
a rehearsed irrational verse
ears of spies
plagiarize everyone
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practical restraint
and cheap wood paneling
can't keep out the eyes
of mystery bill
eighteen story buildings
with imploding window schemes
never miss his eyes
though the strategy will
there's not out much out here to believe in
decided I wanted to be him
I'm definitely sure, almost positive
that nobody owns him
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10. |
33 1/3 Resolutions
02:33
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stare in the dark at the ceiling
while head to head
finding the comfort in static
with no need to talk instead
still that question sticks
with nineteen sixty six
he's been thrown away
can't answer you
maybe this year we'll discover the tables have turned
stick the the tracks and try to relax
revolve unconcerned
still that question sticks
with nineteen-sixty-six
he's been thrown away
can't answer you
in the warmest place you'll ever be
suddenly answers come
from vocal chords
in harmony
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11. |
Symphony of Small Sounds
03:39
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sore from posterity
I can remember what she said to me
"You can conceive it
but you'll never see it.
The shades will blind you."
I'm inside this fog around me
outside everything looks so clear
it's just not the same anymore
just not the same
inside this fog around me
all of the colors have run
all of the voices become a symphony
of small sounds around me
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