1. |
Never Better
02:40
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Feel like I’m trapped inside my own body,
and suffering from the urge to breathe.
And every chance that I get to leave,
I fall back in and crawl back underneath.
These eyes are gonna feed you lies
These eyes are gonna feed you lies
Step away and try to look inside.
Raise your chin and suck back in your pride.
Realize there's nothing left to hide.
You can buy anything except back all the time.
These eyes are gonna feed you lies
These eyes are gonna feed you lies
Down the road,
that's what you’re waiting fooooor.
Is it worth waiting fooooooor?
And I don’t know,
if what you’re waiting fooooor,
if it's worth waiting fooooooooooooor.
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2. |
Rights
03:10
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I’m not a liar,
I’m not a lawyer.
Law says to burn it,
we turn to save it.
Think we can change it,
and rearrange it,
but it's outdated,
and complicated.
And we’re all so faded.
(Faded)
And we’re all so faded.
(Faded)
Law says to toss it,
losses turn profit.
I’m not a prophet,
I swear I’m off it.
Say that you hate it,
you’ll be sedated.
But it's outdated,
and complicated.
And we’re all so faded.
(Faded)
And we’re all so faded.
(Faded)
That's gonna do you fine.
That's gonna rob you bliiiiiiiiind.
That's right you pay no mind, you’re right.
You write your rights.
You’re right, you write your rights.
That's gonna do you fine.
That's gonna rob you bliiiiiiiiind.
That's right you pay no mind, you’re right.
You write your rights.
You’re right, you write your rights.
(Sick Jams)
(Sweet Guitar Solo)
(Musical Outro)
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3. |
Vertigo
03:19
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Judge you in just one glance,
know you don't stand a chance.
They know you’re just an ant,
their boots are made to dance.
They’ll throw the first few stones,
each one hurts on its own.
Each one breaks through the bone,
splinters and feels alone.
Now let's get one thing straight,
hate to reiterate,
Triple six seven eight.
You wanna be my date?
I guess I’ll take this shot,
who cares it's all I got.
Live life to get fucked up,
just makes Hell sound so hot.
Vertigo, nowhere to goooooo.
Hella nice from down bellow.
Vertigo, nowhere to goooooo.
I don’t care and you don’t wanna know.
I know,
you don’t wanna know.
I knoooooooooow.
And now back to the start,
before things fell apart.
The bullseye hits the dart.
Shit's what you kids call art?
I guess you missed the joke,
it means that we’re all broke.
Let's smoke some poison oak,
and hope that we all choke.
And I don’t mean to stare,
but don’t you fucking dare.
Teach you what's laissez-faire.
Not here to learn to share.
And though it might seem odd,
my head shakes when I nod.
Don’t stop till you draw blood.
Mom dad, I just met god.
Vertigo, nowhere to goooooo.
Hella nice from down bellow.
Vertigo, nowhere to goooooo.
I don’t care and you don’t wanna know.
I know,
you don’t wanna know.
I knoooooooooow.
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4. |
Ghost
03:01
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There's no way to know,
you don’t think so but it starts to show.
And so everywhere you go,
you bring them with you, you bring your ghosts.
And they start to sing,
“shake the walls lets break everything,
shake the walls, shake the walls”.
Everywhere you go,
your ghosts start to show.
But you already know,
you already know.
I’m not one to judge.
I forgive but I hold a grudge.
And when we drink too much,
I still feel like it's not enough.
And we start to sing,
“shake the walls lets break everything,
shake the walls, shake the walls”.
Everywhere you go,
your ghosts start to show.
But you already know,
you already know.
Your ghosts start to show,
everywhere you go.
But you already know,
you already know.
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5. |
Drop Out
03:18
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Why not feed into your doubt?
Cause you know that you’re not allowed,
to stick your neck out in the crowd.
With your head stuck in the clouds—you're bound...
To drop ooooooout.
You don’t know what you’re talking about.
Drop ooooooout.
You don’t know what you’re talking about.
I’m not saying that it makes me proud.
I don’t care how you think it sounds.
Not all’s lost needs to be found.
Make sure that you stick around—for the next round...
And drop ooooooout.
You don’t know what you’re talking about.
And Drop ooooooout.
You don’t know what you’re talking about.
(SICK MUSICAL INTERLUDE!!!!!)
Drop ooooooout.
You don’t know what you’re talking about.
And Drop ooooooout.
You don’t know what you’re talking about.
Drop ooooooout.
Drop ooooooout.
And Drop ooooooout.
Drop ooooooout.
Ooooooooooooooooooooooooout.
Ooooooooooooooooooooooooout.
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6. |
Crutch
02:49
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I know a place not far away where we can stay.
It's not so bad when you forget that it's all gray.
You close your eyes and take a breath and start to say,
“It doesn't matter if we go or if we stay.”
It’s alright, it's my life. Yeah, right.
It’s alright, it's my life. Yeah, right.
And so we start and have to push and need to shove.
You bleed to feed and need to leave to skin a dove.
I think this time it's just a sign from up above.
Don’t let it stop, don't take it back, don't turn it off.
It’s alright, it's my life. Yeah, right.
It’s alright, it's my life. Yeah, right.
Stops being fun nowhere to run nowhere to hide.
You hope it's gone stare at the sun just to get high.
So out of touch you found a crutch that you can ride.
So don't you let regret let you forget you should have died.
It’s alright, it's my life. Yeah, right.
It’s alright, it's my life. Yeah, right.
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7. |
I'm Gone
03:44
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Hey now welcome back,
bummed a cigarette,
had a heart attack.
I’m trying not to laugh,
but you think he has,
reasons to burn cash.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
Well now make it count,
your luck's turned around,
couldn’t be more proud.
Get home safe and sound,
your head starts to pound,
at least you know now.
You’ll be sorry when I’m gone.
You’ll be sorry when I’m gone.
You’ll be sorry when I’m gone.
(Yeah Yeah Yeah)
You’ll be sorry when I’m gooooooooooooone.
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Punky, grungy, stoner rock for yr ears.
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