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The Deacon
04:54
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I wanted to grow when I was young
Because the waiting just wasn’t good enough
My willingness to be like someone else has disappointed me before
I imagined my songs sung by someone else
‘Cause that was the only way I’d write anything down
And every time I kept it to myself
But I’m the only one that knows that
My confirmation was the most dishonest day of my life
I wore a robe and I sat in the pews
I lied when I told the deacon that I believed in God
I didn’t know better then, I still don't think I do
I kinda like the idea of being right all the time.
It’s kind of nice that we’re not expected to know what we’re talking about. But don’t worry, we’ll rise, they’ll see. They can only bully us for as long as they’re around, and I don’t think they’ll be around for very much longer
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Absent
04:08
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The way I see it
Who knows what I needed?
Stop being so indecisive
You should have already decided
Don’t forget
I forget
People forget about me
So I forget about everything else
Forget all the hesitation in myself
I forget important words I will misspell
And I forgot about that
I forgot that I messed up the format
For where the pieces were supposed to be placed at
How was I supposed to keep it all intact?
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3. |
On Hold
02:03
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Just cuz you never left yer hometown
It doesn’t make you any better than me
Really it’s never been that way
Because that hometown, it never changed
Just ‘cause you found yerself a career
It doesn’t mean that I’m strugglin’ here
To find out what it is about me that can be sold
Just ‘cause I feel a bit misunderstood
Doesn’t mean I care if I don’t make sense
Just ‘cause I’m in over my head
Doesn’t mean I should instead put life on hold
Put life on hold
Hold
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4. |
Souter
01:03
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Yer a shameless shill
And nobody cares what you think
And I know how you feel
Yer right on the brink
Homer: "OH NO, NOT SOUTER! OH NO..."
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D’ya eat the bar of soap or do you just leave it?
It doesn’t really matter what you believe
Is it right or wrong, however you perceive it
Whatever it is, it’s awfully naive
Yeah, of course I don’t know anything, but I’ve tried
No, no way, I haven’t earned anything, but I’ve tried
Yes or no or maybe somewhere in the middle
The consequences of every choice
Left or right or forward or straight back
If there aren’t answers then there’s no voice
Yeah, of course I don’t know anything, but I’ve tried
No, no way, I haven’t earned anything, but I’ve tried
I’m pretty sure empathy is the most important thing in the world. No, I know empathy is the most important thing in the world. But how can we expect people to be empathetic towards others when others aren’t expected to be empathetic towards them? That’s just a thought I had
You’re so sweet but deceiving
I’d like to believe that no one arouses themselves by claiming the moral high ground. Because to truly have the moral high ground, the beliefs of those less evolved shouldn’t matter. Clarity is the natural order of things, so in theory, we’re all still learning about empathy. That’s just a thought I’ve had
You’re so sweet but deceiving, and I’m too young to have seen it
Had I looked into this world knowing there’s no chance of it
I’d keep my fingers furled, showing how nervous I’ve been
Without a sense of how people might make ends meet
The traps disguise themselves, letting good people deplete
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I will lose control
I can’t trust what I’ve been told
I have half a mind of what I should get behind because
Truth be told these youthful thinkers
With twisted demagoguery that’s masked by good photography
Propped up by ideology and some mean well entirely
We will be let down
We’ll go too far and they’ll shut us down
Do I really wanna know what I really should outgrow?
Truth be told it’s a little childish
To see what we see, to think the things way ought to be
Will ever be reality, given why we disagree
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7. |
But Secretly (It Is)
01:50
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I couldn't imagine being so limited in every way
These mental gymnastics make me forget what to say
It never works
It never works
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I’d love to say I don’t feel bad
Looking back on all I’ve had
I’d love to say that I feel settled
I’m just the pot calling the kettle
I guess I don’t have a real good reason
But who asked for that?
I’m not here just to get even
‘cause that’s not enough
We’re all so radical, at least that’s what people say
And I’m so cynical, at least that’s how I’m portrayed
“Pie in the sky”, it’s how they’ll take you down
Too extreme for the simple fuckers that always stick around
I guess I don’t have a real good reason
But who fucking cares?
I’m not here just to get even
‘Cause that’ll never work!
I’m so tired
At least, I look that way
I’m so exhausted
And soon I’ll get away
It never works
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Stuck
02:03
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So much seems to depend on the people you associate with
And I don’t really kno-ow what I’m gonna make of it
And if my head explodes the next time that I create this
I’ll pick it all back up and write down all my frustrations
It’s so profound
All the crazy shit I haven’t even found
But I’m just stuck to the ground
And others are flying
I hope it’s just clear where I stand
I don’t wanna wonder what people think I am and
Nobody wants to break a bubble, but a bubble always breaks
So don’t go and build another one, it’s a huge mistake
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10. |
Today
02:08
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Tell me what day it is
I'm a lot more relaxed than I was back then
Tell me how everything is
I'm a lot less paranoid than I was back then
How long do I go down the road
To find out what I'm like when I'm old?
How do I prepare myself mentally
For peoples' reactions to the things I say?
So am I allowed to think for myself now that I've found me?
I guess I'll leave and I'll come back tomorrow
I guess that explains where I've been
I'm too far removed now to think logically
And I'm too insecure now to even think
So am I allowed to think for myself now that I've found me?
Finally
Finally
Finally
Finally
Today.
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11. |
Save For Bob
02:44
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To explain this regression fully
Y’see, I really want you to understand fully
It’s just I hope whoever reads what I write doesn’t know me all that well
So when they know I don’t feel alright, I won’t have to face them again
I didn’t hear what was muttered last
Conveniently, I guess
I now know why my mouth tastes so bad
I guess I’ll just eat a little less
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12. |
Have Some
03:23
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What I haven’t learned, I can’t say it hasn’t been up to me
What I can’t fix will be broken for eternity
Sit down
Let go
Sing all the water-rock anthems that you know
And don’t forget why you do this
I know you know what I can’t know
But I think I have a clue
I’m glad to be where I am, but I know it’s all a sham
‘Cause we’re never given the knowledge of where we really stand
But who cares?
It’s a joke
Just a stupid fucked up joke
Just a joke
Woo!
Have some
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