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God Is Dead
04:17
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Sobrieties good but so’s being high
Society is fine with the passage of time
I try slow it down so I can unwind
Tragedy is comedy if you can get through it
Perspective’s impossible from this position
I don’t care either way don’t make it my decision
I’m not the one with the plan I’m the one with the vision
Tragedy is comedy if you can get through it
God is dead and reality is fake
It’s a hive mind nightmare of a dying race
And there is no luck and there is no fate
And nobody cares about you or your pain
But that becomes freedom if you look at it that way
I’ve always been more distressing than cool
I’m a blood nose on the first day of school
My own quiet life at the bottom of the pool
Tragedy is comedy if you can get through it
Come along way from a neck in a noose
Look me in the eye and call that an excuse
Wasn’t sure what to make tight or keep loose
Was never a Boy Scout so I fell straight through it
I wanna be the boy at the bar mitzvah the child at the christening
The corpse at the funeral the bride at the wedding
And none of this matters but we shouldn’t just stop
Not with all this perpetual motion we’ve got
Or we had who knows not like I’m going to shows
I’m pissing in the wind I don’t know which way it blows
Coming straight outta Box Hill
Like a bat out of hell
If you’re not gonna forget me remember me well
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Big Smoke
03:31
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That first winter in the forest
We blew big smoke at the snow
Explored the tracks along the reservoir
And made friends we weren’t obliged to know
Slept naked by the fire and made angels with our bodies
Used your spirit as a blanket that was big enough to cover me
I wanna live in a beautiful world
And I don’t know how I’ll do it without you
It was a warm night in September
The air was filled with distant laughter
We had walked down to the water
To dare each other to dive in
The waves were ruining my only
Pair of pants that are not jeans
But at least now there’s a story and a memory of how you looked at me
There’s a deep and violent sadness
That grows in me as I get old
A kind of concentrated madness
Smashing Telecasters in my soul
I understand the irony that having someone next to me
Does not offer security and in the end I always leave
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I Still Dream About You
04:18
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I think I’d feel better just without the noise
I’m coming into the void and I hope that it likes me
I know my hand landed in the dark where it did
You can scratch you can spit and I think that I’m chicken shit
You said no one had kissed you quite as much as I had
And it made me feel sad and scared of more kissing
I said what I fear most from you right now is hope
Let’s just stroke our egos and then talk in the morning
I still dream about you
And I don’t know if I want to but I do
Maybe this is the thing that I never get through
I’ll try to remember but I’ll probably forget
The first night that we met and you sunk your teeth into me
And I’ll fondly regret all my lost friends and dead pets
What I wish I’d said to them when I had the opportunity
We did the dumb thing in the scary motel
Lucy said I was a dickhead Lucy knows me too well
But I am nothing like the boys from your town
No I am nothing like the boys you grew up around
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Dirty Water
04:13
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I wash my face in dirty water as our lives go in and out of order
Sometimes your hands feel unfamiliar on the back of my neck
I do not care for this time travel as we unwind and we unravel
In a couple hundred square foot capsule that neither of us respect
Said your mother didn’t make mistakes
Til she left your dad and raised the stakes
On the nervous jitters your heart makes
When your changing t shirts and changing lanes
I have fallen out of love with people
I have fallen out
Theres a dumb god in the distance theres a dump truck in our souls
Ask for nothing it makes no difference we grow up just to get old
There are secrets beyond train lines fear the future nostalgia weaponised
To buy a life we can’t afford we lose young minds in culture wars
And I was never one to cut the brakes I was never keen on raising stakes
I get nervous catching planes always swapping t shirts and changing lanes
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The End Of The World
03:16
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Standing in the backyard of someone I barely know
Hands are shaking trying to get reception in the snow
I was selfish I was angry for a while after the decision
I missed you in Berlin but missing you was nothing new
I just hoped to see the city from a different point of view
Came down hard and heavy on myself after difference of opinion
Nothing gets better so enjoy what you have
You’re gonna get angry and you’re gonna get sad
The earth is slowly burning none of us can really stop
All this repetition and momentum that we’ve got
Today I’m trying to work out just how far aways the ground
Tomorrow I’m in my bedroom with the things that I don’t talk about
Find something to look forward to at the end of the world
You’re gonna get angry and you’re gonna get hurt
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Losing It
03:39
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Hard to sleep separately in a one bedroom apartment
Thought I’d go out and be reacquainted with the darkness
The things that we have both said lie scattered round the bed
Don’t wanna step on their tails or they’ll jump straight in my head
And there’s an hour where I’m the only living boy in town
I pick up the bad things I consume them all down
What am I growing into? Am I alright on my own?
Simple answerless questions for the recently alone
I’ll make mistakes and I won’t give you the right answers
Can I suggest that we get dressed and just go home
You get your keys I’ll get my coat we’ll play R.A.P Music on the snowy road
And if I loved you like you love me maybe then I could get healthy
See the disappointment in your eyes
When I sneak out and get high
And you will give me second chances
Even when I don’t deserve them
I’ll let you down
In love for now
Hard to admit
I’m losing it
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Profiteering
03:37
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Everything’s fucked
Everything’s fine
Everyone sucks
Everyone’s lying
The converts are the most devout
But they don’t always know what they’re talking about
I remember sitcom end scene door closed lovers
I remember soft fade outs on clean white covers
And you don’t wanna talk about it?
Everyone cares
Everyone sings
Everyone here’s
Profiteering
Some things feel worse some things still sting
Progress will hurt we’re progressing
Be a good man among poorly raised men
Don’t know how I can be vulnerable again
Lip service paid to my mental state means nothing to say it was always ending this way
I know I’m not real and I’m just a cartoon but you don’t know how it feels to be escaping you
And everything’s fucked and nothing is fine and everyone sucks and everyone’s lying
And we’re all still broke but we’re gonna be fine
I’m finding my hope but these things take time
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8. |
It's OK
03:30
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If you’re thinking that one day you will go
That our love will take a turn or two but it’s a dead end road
Then leave me on the footpath out the front of your front door
Cause I don’t think my heart can take the beating anymore
Yeah I understand doesn’t mean this doesn’t hurt
The ground we’re on is shaking I feel it rise up through the dirt
Can’t look you in the eyes I field my questions to the floor
Say it’s okay if you don’t wanna do this anymore
It’s okay if you don’t love me anymore
And I’ll try my best to not blame you
And I’ll cling tight to my own truth
My friends think I am bulletproof but actually I’m feeling kinda lonely
I wanna see you tonight
The forest had been ransacked by the out of season storms
As I danced around in the debris and you ignored my calls
But the past doesn’t ring doorbells it kicks in your bedroom walls
Remembers all the pick me ups and reminds you of the falls
I am growing I am changing what I want from life seems mad
I want a big house in the country and I want to be a dad
And if you don’t want the same things it’s alright I understand
I just won’t lean to hard on you while you make other plans
Lately I’ve been feeling pretty empty
So if you’re thinking that one day you will leave
That our love will take a turn or two but you’ll wind up sick of me
Then maybe as I turn the wrong way up Elgin Street
There’s some hope for the future in this immediate defeat
And we’ll understand each other and both acknowledge the pain
And I hope it’s not too uncomfortable when I see you again
I’ll look you in the eyes and with the purest intent I’ll say
I love you and I’m sorry that it ended up this way
I love you and I’m sorry
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Heaven Eleven
04:53
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I have these bursts
Moments of clarity
I have these blurs
Tantrums at reality
I miss your body I miss your spirit
The world’s a better place with you in it
I’m crying in the morning I’m laughing in the afternoon
I don’t know why anything’s happening forever a bit confused
Take myself out to the ocean drown my body out to sea
End the internal commotion and the thought the whole world’s only happening to me
I had that dream again
I’m crying in the morning just didn’t feel like myself
Find it incredibly boring how much everybody talks about everyone else
All these victorious values discarded in an afternoon
Leaves me a bit confused
Had that dream again
Where we all get sent to heaven
I’ll get clean again
In the car park behind the 7 11
Had that dream again
Everybody talks about everyone else
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10. |
Don't Waste Your Anger
06:28
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Everything went straight out the window like
When we’re smoking in the rental car
Little embers and fires pinwheel into the night
There’s still a hundred kilometres to where you are
Fell asleep with the blinds open
So I could wake up with the sun
It would instil a sense of hope and
I’d go out and be someone
I’m my best when I’m forgiving
Life is hard to keep on living
Everyone walked straight out the back door like
The police showed up in the front yard
Little flickers and fights dissolve into the night
I’m still not myself from what you said in the car
I am not sure what I am saying
Doubled over like I’m throwing up or praying
Knees on the floor of the downstairs shower
I taste salty tears, artificial flowers
Don’t waste your anger
Don’t waste your anger on me
I’ll remember you the way you want me to
I’ll remember you the way you told me to
The ghosts of our handprints in old cocaine on the mirror
I lick your fingers and I feel clearer
I have disasters coming for me
This room has angles only you’d see
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