1. |
Dogma
01:20
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I used to swear off faith
And now I’m neck deep in it
I’d like to think I’m better than irrational thought
But now I never go a minute
Without futile hope
As a means to cope
I’m never on my knees
Serving a higher power
Though I don’t pray I still have someone to obey
And I can never go an hour
Without thinking how
Judgment could come down
And it starts to look the same
I found a brand new dogma
Who can take the blame
When everyone has something
A standard or leader,
Object of affection,
A book or a path or a lord
I might as well get high
Off the opiate of the masses
Cuz what I’m on gives me same old paranoia and guilt
And now a whole day never passes
When I don’t hope to
Be approved by you
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2. |
I'd Rather
03:26
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I’m sick and getting sicker
But I can’t see the doctor for a month
And the treatment that I’m after
Has ended in disaster more than once
But it’s the only chance
For me to ever catch a glance at spring again
Well, predictable is nice
But I would rather roll the dice than live in pain
Than live in pain, I’d give up on today to save tomorrow
Than live in pain, no I can’t picture any greater sorrow
I’d say I don’t deserve it
I’m the victim of a perfect little storm
But the truth is that excuse is
Getting old and tired and useless and worn
Now you’ve got no umbrellas
For us unfortunate fellas in the rain
Well I ain’t surrendered yet
I’d rather just get soaking wet than live in pain
Than live in pain, I’d give up on today to save tomorrow
Than live in pain, no I can’t picture any greater sorrow
I’d say I’m slowly learning
But it doesn’t calm the burning in my heart
But now I’m better prepared
To be the person that I feared right from the start
Now I’ve got a choice to make
And I’ve got one last chance to break that curse’d chain
Either way it’s looking grim
But I’d rather live in sin than live in pain
Than live in pain, I’d give up on today to save tomorrow
Than live in pain, no I can’t picture any greater sorrow
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Whiskey for Lunch
02:36
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Cowards drink whiskey for lunch
When they can’t shake the shame
And assholes go on with their lives
Cuz they can’t take the blame
And they don’t care
And the world is fair, they say
Which was the silencing factor,
Was it money or fear?
And what was the enemy after?
Well it isn’t quite clear
If you jump in
You will never win, they say
Preachers who preach to the choir
But contribute no more
Entirely worthless as soon
As they’re out the church door
The world outside
Is a place to hide, they say
When anger and sorrow spring forth
From the choices you make
The future will bring you a chance
To learn from your mistake
And now you’re strong
To right that wrong, they say
And they don’t care
And the world is fair, they say
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4. |
Kind of Friend
02:42
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I would still treat you the same
As long as you don’t ever change
I will cheer you up as best I can
And try to keep a smile on your face
Cuz that’s what kind of friend I am
It would eat me up inside
To see you overcome with pride
I’d probably try to sabotage
Whatever you love most in your whole life
Cuz that’s what kind of friend I am
All those who object, please speak your mind now
This is the time now, I think that you’re mine now
With all due respect, this isn’t just my fault
You amused me and confused me all along
And I’ve never been that good
At simply doing what I should
I never see the future, only
Over-analyze where we once stood
Cuz that’s what kind of friend I am
Now I want the best for you
But I guess this is only true
If your best interest happens to
Be my own personal best interest too
Cuz that’s what kind of friend I am
All those who object, please speak your mind now
This is the time now, I think that you’re mine now
With all due respect, this isn’t just my fault
You amused me and confused me all along
Now I want the best for you
But I guess this is only true
If your best interest happens to
Be my own personal best interest too
Cuz that’s what kind of friend I am
CuZ that’s what kind of friend I am
Cuz that’s what kind of friend I am
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5. |
Cheating On the Future
03:58
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Well you can drive across the county line
And you can leave your dignity behind
And you can drop your common sense off at the border
Because where you’re going you don’t need minds
But the thing you need you may never find
And your self esteem is right around the corner
Just a desperate plan to redeem yourself
When the previous desperate plan went south
And it hit as such an unexpected bruiser
Maybe a battle like this is never won
Living minute to minute in search of fun
But it feels like you’re just cheating on the future
And you’ve come way way way way way
Way too fucking far
To not learn a thing
And you’ve come way way way way way
Way too fucking far
To not learn a lesson
Well the air and the music are mighty nice
But that’s not quite why you’re out tonight
No there’s something in this unknown late arrival
And the funny thing about boys in blue
Is that you can be happy til they think you
Could possibly be feeling suicidal
And you can promise and swear that you’re A-OK
That you sure won’t make the news today
Because the one truth is that no one should be worried
And despite the lies and the mixed up cues
The officer tells you that you’re excused
And you never left a scene in such a hurry
And you’ve come way way way way way
Way too fucking far
To not learn a thing
And you’ve come way way way way way
Way too fucking far
To not learn a lesson
And the lesson is that you’ll be just fine
If you don’t forget to live one day at a time
And you’ve come way way way way way
Way too fucking far
To not learn a thing
And you’ve come way way way way way
Way too fucking far
To not learn a lesson
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6. |
Magnets
02:58
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These melodies could’ve gone towards something better
But now I’m in too deep, with nowhere to retreat
I could’ve saved them for some rainy weather
But instead I bet them all and hoped the chips would fall
In my favor
The irony is that even when I’m hurting
Your reasons are so pure, it leaves me wanting more
And even if I hate what I am learning
Forever out of touch, could never change how much
You mean to me
The more you pull away, the more I pull you back
I feel like I’ve become merely a burden
I don’t know what to do, it isn’t fair to you
The coming weeks have never been less certain
It’s totally my fault, obliterating all
That keeps me sane
And I’ll be left alone to pick the pieces up
And I’m sorry for passing my problems on to you
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