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the red line
04:40
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please oh please don't get me started
don't tell me how I'm regarded
flipping heads chasing tails idiot ask what your part is
heard dominos in stereo swear to god can't find where your heart is
no crossing the red line
don't stay up past your bedtime
nothing is mine
stars dots scars
circles and violins
if thats my plane who are these pilots
one more pill to swallow down even still
you keep causing riots
all these plans to carry out on none of them am i relying
ill stay up past my bedtime
nothing is fine
everyones an actor
struggling for his lines
a greatest common factor
is cutting like the killing kind
i won't start this over
caught up in time to times
i lean on a shoulder
leveling out my lies
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oceans
04:50
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overtodden
listless through the bone
have you taken my oceans away?
twenty miles out
can't see the shore
and the dolphins though smart they can't pray
I've been twenty years alive
and my oceans won't survive at this rate
overtired
wish list growing longer
you've been breaking my heart over again
twenty miles out with
no direction
so they can sin me all apart
smart as ive been
I've been twenty years alive
can i do more than survive at this rate?
never let me swim across the water
i was never scared to dive
i was never scared to die anyway
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bringing home the blues
01:35
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I'm bringing home the blues
and my best disguise
no one questions me when i draw from some book of lies
i left myself for hours
driving down some road
can't explain my powers to my father on the phone
and then he asks me, "son are you manic or depressed?"
i said, "i just sing a lot. more often than the rest."
a tall white orchid and a bottle of juice
you talk too much and your mouth is loose
no one took a picture in the alley of you
if its some short song i can't believe that it was all bad news
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so i wont be afraid
04:04
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on the train
misplaced paintings on display behind brick buildings
subtle frames
of grim illusions on display from some sin villain
so when i go today so i won't be afraid
can we please just drive?
on the road
slick maneuvers on display when no ones looking
when we go
we join the race that no ones winning but the train
can we please just walk?
on the street
everyone is looking at me i keep moving
at my feet
the safest place to stand it isn't proven
maybe i will just stay in my apartment
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a book you might have read
so ive been
the words i should have said
so you knew what i meant
now you're hanging up a paper moon
got cut up on the sun and its setting me soon
and I'm hanging up stars and i just can't seem
to find the room
you composed a broken remedy
with a counterfeit conscience you wore on your sleeve
now i have to keep quiet or they won't let me leave
if i told you a nightmare was coming
would you still close your eyes and get carried away
cause the stars always add up to nothing
and the sun only wants you to play
but somehow they still get in the way
so they tied you to a blue balloon
told you not to press buttons you found in a room
but you're winning a prize
and you think you'll be getting it soon
walking down a hallway like a street
meeting strangers whose answers are never complete
and i guess it is christmas
because i can't sleep
yeah i told you again you got carried away
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might as well put it in the ground when its over
might as well try to wake me up when I'm older
if i died trying to be a brave little soldier
i died trying to be a brave little soldier
might well try to keep my head on my shoulders
right, why occupy my hands just to hold hers?
might well balance on the line like I'm older
why try moderate a brave little soldier?
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hibernate
04:36
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guess ill hibernate
sleep tonight and through tomorrow
in the evening when i wake
in time to celebrate
light a candle tip the bottle
and become that empty space
can't trust my mind
when I've lost it but a couple times
guess ill hibernate
burn the light and kill the spiders
that keep dropping from my ceiling
i tried to erase
one more evening with a liquid cure
strapped firmly to my face
so im leaving you
I've been begging you to take your meds
unpredictable/ unforgivable
in this hospital ill get some rest
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the gallery
03:38
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your life hung up in a gallery
poised in a wooden frame
the sequences of happenings
set firmly in their place
your days hung up in a metaphor
your thoughts carved out of stone
you call yourself davinci but your talent isn't known
we all feel like painters just brushing out figures in gray
our ideas brand us we're filling up canvas and drying out the paint
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once again I've lost control
ever since the story broke
like pages turn in twisted lines
i wrote the book on borrowed time
im fine
never want to see me?
is it relatively easy getting on?
never seem to miss the way
the sunlight broke the silence of the dawn
I'm a secret thats left to burn
ashes left of what we were
heavy weighs a heart that bleeds
you're bulletproof in satin sheets
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the pigman
04:17
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don't walk alone on holland road
or you might meet your demise
a train rolls on the one lane bridge
with its pale no coloured eye
well you lined up your pennies upon the tracks
with the white light shining through
and the wind and the dark make it oh so hard
when you can't see next to you
and you saw as it neared it was moving fast
and its whistle screamed aloud
the blackest dark you've ever seen
when the moon is dressed in cloud
and you've never seen anything quite like this
when you're hanging on to the fence
and the great locomotive will shake your bones and
flatten your two sense
can we make it home tonight?
is the pigman out tonight?
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Nick Randall Buffalo, New York
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