1. |
The Quiet
03:18
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She looked like a stained glass shattered and broke,
beaten and scarred with no bruises to show.
Too much to swallow guilt coated her throat,
wrapped up in the sheets that made her a ghost.
I'm not hurting you cuz I'm just trying to help,
if you want we can talk about anything else,
I'm just trying now you gotta help me out,
can you scream for me can you yell can you shout?!
Her eyes were sunken like a shallow grave,
an angel stripped and kicked from her grace,
Too numb to feel pain too numb to feel anything,
wrapped up in the fetal over the springs,
I won't hurt you but that's all that I know,
I'm not leaving unless you tell me to go,
I'm just trying now to figure all of this out,
I'm not leaving you til I get a word out of your mouth.
Cuz no one mourns the quiet,
you know secrets can cause cracks in your caskets,
no one saves the silent,
it's like fighting fire with violence,
they've all got wide train-wreck eyes and they just wanna watch you burn.
A hypocrite's confession:
I find you irresistible,
But its not the right time,
is it a sick obsession
to love something so vulnerable?
I know it's not the right place.
Please don't associate me
with any of this physical
it's close enough to kill me.
And I don't say this cuz I don't take my own advice,
I need noise to sleep tonight.
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2. |
Against the Sheets
02:46
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My looks are killing me
I am your centipede
you want me out of your house
you want me under your feet
You are the zero chill
I am the drying quill
SCRATCHING OUT!!!
Like nails on chalk,
I shiver your teeth,
I'm not good for you,
It's not bad for me,
Please take me in,
You wanna take me in,
Please take me in,
Please take me,
I know you want it,
You know you want it,
Don't want for nothing,
You don't stand a chance.
If I fall asleep
like a dog in heat
crashing into the cushions into my bed.
Then I've broken too many promises,
And I need help from my friends.
"Jon you're young and you're trying too much,
your lyrics have stopped making sense.
You can't dream of being someone at
the same time as losing yourself."
The second I break out
it pulls me back in,
I draw the shower down,
soaking in my sins,
The pressure pulls cold,
and tightens my skin,
I am a water balloon,
you are a glove full of pins.
(A self portrait of life and work and you've been drawing out those lines.)
If you fall asleep,
like a dog in heat,
Crashing into your couch and onto your floor,
then you've broken too many promises,
and we aren't friends anymore.
You don't seem to care at all!
"Jon you're drunk and you've been losing touch with everyone you said you loved. You can't dream of being someone at the same time as losing yourself."
If I fall asleep,
like a dog in heat,
Hiding against my three sheets to the wind,
then I've broken too many promises,
and I miss my friends.
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3. |
Boozin' Song
05:06
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This is a song of redemption,
I'm just sorry and I need you to know that,
If things had happened any different,
if I still had something to believe in,
I would try so much harder,
I would try and that's the least I can promise you.
I dreamed about running,
but baby I was born to be honest.
All our demons are screamin,
trying to break through the back lights
on this trunk.
We all drink for a reason.
Tonight I'm drinking to forget
what that reason was.
We're all boozin' on our own tonight,
we're all dead drunk taking shots at life,
we're all boozin' on our own tonight,
we're living or at least we're here.
This song is for outcasts,
it not for those who feed on hate.
It's meant for the lost who thought
this year didn't give but god did it take.
Let's look at our own lives,
to find out just how I wound up here.
We're not alone in our fears,
we're alone when we're here.
All our goals are in traffic,
pulled off to the shoulder once they heard the news.
We laughed until it was tragic,
we laughed until our faces turned black and blue.
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4. |
Rebel Yell
04:13
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Turn N Fire Chicago, Illinois
Well, well, well... if it isn't the consequences of my actions
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