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Andorra
06:18
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Before we were drowning in your livingroom
We fought the churches singing brotherly psalms
We got our heads kicked up and beatin' in
Thought my jaw was broken, but it never was
Your world dissolved away
While you were on display
And I want to wait
For you in honest pain
Even when you had it all at 15
We meant every word we said
But now we're tired of pleasing liars esteem
Nate is tired of me
So I'll stay far away
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2. |
You're Kind
04:01
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Resting On Water
06:48
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Resting on the water that you drank
I get no misery from minimum wage
I wont complain
Just as long as I see my kids on my off day
Suppers on me
Whisper softly
Sleep
Watch them dream
of horses, cars and leaves
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Sad fuck
Imprinted in my heart are
Bad Thoughts
When at the bottom I was
Padlocked
To nobody's skin
Crabwalk
Over the glassy stardust
Asfalt
Don't let it puncture skin
Cast off
Polish the morning off with
Bath salts
Warming up welcoming the
Crack rocks
You are what you inhale
Phantoms
Godless, misunderstood
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5. |
Downtime
06:14
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You deceive me
Walk over my bones
Please don't disappear
Useless love
I am filled with fear
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New Jersey
02:46
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Another salted, drunk employee
Looks like he's as naive and unstable as me
Been scribbling in his arms he's only probably sixteen
I give him two weeks
Jersey
Christie is the king of Jersey
Not even the storm could drag his fatass to sea
Rebuilding our homes, recovery dignity
I give it two years
Jersey
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7. |
Silly Goose
04:52
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God is a dream
To boost your esteem
No sleep until you pray
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When I left work all the rain was pouring over me
Would be a shitty ride as far as I could tell
I didn't know who you were with or who you'd entertain
But somehow I knew that you were happy as hell
Now I can move any direction that I wanna go
The problem is I get there slow
You always said I was a stranger in your vacant home
Goes to show how much you know
My boss had incitions in her ovaries
Took some advil and went to work the next day
Never ceases to amaze me the endurance of the people
Who refuse to let the pain get in the way
Never said goodbye to him
Could have been me
We will never get high again
Penitentiary
That SEPTA took the bike out from under me
I heard the driver and the passengers yell
My helmet saved my life and kept my thoughts intact
So I still you knew that you were happy as hell
I saw you watching lovers in your livingroom
You looked tired, but you looked real well
You invited me to take a seat next to you
And for a moment I was happy as hell
We should probably stay dry for awhile
Don't wanna fuck it up
Too much isn't enough
Tired of living on
If it's to be then I'll die with a smile
Knowing you're settled in
With no regrets and
Free from my arrogance
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9. |
The Shopping Center
05:36
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10. |
Godpain
08:10
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Every day the same old pain
Patiently waiting for God to enter my soul
I cannot begin to explain everything is under
under control
All of me will wait for you but only for so long
While you wont even tell me why I'm wrong
I'm sick of feeling silence every dawn
Godpain lucid dreaming sleeping without rest
Needles in the nerve endings in my chest
You'll sever me, I'll never be upset
I'm fucking attracted to your neglect
I go to your room to erase thoughts from my head
The medication that you take makes you undead
I've been waiting for so long, I don't mind waiting some more
I'm not sorry for anything
Post-post-hardcore resonating loudly in the room where I was told
There is something more I was misinformed still
I miss your dorm and gorgeous form
I like being alone and carrying my own weight
My days are harsh and coarse
I remember the chords we forged
from pleasant horrors
Hey Mom where are my drugs?
I had like thirteen perks and almost all of an 8-ball
Hey Mom let's go get drunk
I've got three bottles a piece
each 40oz of napalm
I will never go, I will never go
To your shit support groups
For the sick, distorted youth
I wont let you take our world out from under me
Your father said he's saving everybody's soul
But he can't keep his hands off of you
Moving them up, moving them down
So you call me up and I attempt to save your soul
But I can't keep my hands off of you
Moving them up, moving them down
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That Gem Was A Sentence Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Steve Bonitobabalavadis - Guitars
Anthony Dick Clark - Guitars and vocals
Jackson (Jack son) Walker - Drums
Evan Caldwell - Manager and house sitter
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