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Bullets
04:36
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For the fading tattoos and the dog-eared bible
For the blind that follow the blind
For the college dropout
And the part time job
How many bullets did you expect to dodge
How man bullets can one expect to dodge
For the footprints that sink in from town to town
For the feelings and light that translate to sound
For the wheels on the van that go round and round
How many bullets can one expect to dodge?
How many bullets did you expect to dodge?
Teenaged angst has yet to pay off well
Now I’m bored and even older that Kurt Cobain was
After he did everything that he did ... after everything.
How many bullets can one expect to dodge?
How many bullets did you expect to dodge?
How many?
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I don’t think you’re a monster
But I don’t throw words like that around
It just seems like you only understand one side of the coin
As you press on your thumbnail
Pressure building to the breaking point
When you flip
And you float
And you fall
Goddamn if any one knows how you land
What do you do when all the light bulbs burn out
And the food in the fridge goes bad
What do you do when no one picks you up
Or counts on you again
I don’t think you’re a sadist
But I don’t throw words like that around
It just seems like you only understand one side of the fear
As you bang your head against the mirror
In which you look at the whole world through
And you rattle
And you shake
And you roll
Goddamn if anyone knows how you land
What do you do when all the light bulbs burn out
And the food in the fridge goes bad
What do you do when no one picks you up
Or counts on you again
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The Opposite of Love
04:24
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I have nightmares every night
Maybe it’s my subconscious
Dealing with the great ironies of life
I used to take my close off
In front of anyone who’d help
More often than I might of
If I considered anyone but myself
The opposite of love isn’t hate
I have nightmares all the time
Different scene different villain every night
Killing off everyone that I love
One by one
The opposite of love isn’t hate
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Grenades
04:02
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The salt is sinking into the wound
The grain is singular
From the mouths of babes
I used to think we were time bombs waiting
Our turn just to get our clocks cleaned
Two states over with your thumb out
Walking backwards trying not to count
Instead you watch them all ignore you
Maybe we are grenades
Pin-less
With bright futures
But vulnerable in the hands
Of a stranger who may or may not be aware
How dangerous and incomplete we are
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Before You Were Born
04:37
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When I consider the possible quantity
Of bad dreams had about me
I’ll never know about
Unspoken entirely
How we think we tread so lightly
Speechless when you see a picture
Of your family taken before you were born
Speechless when you meet your idol for the first time
Way after their prime
Drop a penny in the water
And wonder and wander
So far that you never hear the sound
Of the phthalo and copper
Cleaning the well
And now you have to choose
What it’s like when all the ends are loose
I am Jesus if he lived past thirty three
I am Saint Nicholas pre- World War Two
I am Superman issue one
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Quote Unquote
03:41
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I cannot let go
And be satisfied with an honest scribble
I’d rather slave over a piece of paper to pencil a perfect circle
And when the night turns to morning
Before I let myself close my eyes
Holding two bowing peace signs
The quote unquote victimless crimes
Maybe once the pantheon can wait
Maybe my lonesome can be postponed without making me late
As if my has been friends
Could meet my would be kids
And through the black iris we’d witness
Above the bouquet banners waving
Refusing to let go of the haft of the fall
A delicate balance of bloom
Having standards until our answers are questioned
I got standards until my answers are finally questioned
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Oxygen
04:21
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Tear down the building keep the façade
Only one way to the company of an omnipresent god
It is so unidirectional
The endless pursuit of unconditional love
That we’ve become belligerent among it
Olly Olly oxygen
Don’t lie about my age
Or guess my i.q.
To the men on the cast
To the women on the crew
The history the vanity
The illusion of value
They are not you
I know I know
(But where are you)
Ali Ali oxygen
Cut of your feet
Just to see if you can
Walk the line
And prove that the line
Is worthy of your pain
Worthy of your praise
Worthy of your shame
But they are not you
I know I know I know
Olly Olly oxygen
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Ten Seconds
04:38
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Is the way to the heart from the lips?
Or is it the other way around?
Is one less alive without the other?
Do dreams only live and die in sleep, mostly unremembered?
I want to spend the rest of my life
In a dream within a dream-slowmotion
Gauntlet of everything I’ve taken for granted
Give it a ten second hug
I want to spend the rest of my life
In a dream within a dream
Inhaling the oxygen
From every impulsive argument taken part in
Give it a ten second hug
Or is there some kind of constant consciousness
Happening underneath, always
Vibrate the chords
With something that you believe
And surrender
I want to spend the rest of my life
With the friends I never made or neglected
Chasing self inflicted eyes on the prize bullshit
Give it a ten second hug
I want to spend the rest of my life
Reaching for the snapshot moments I missed
Every time I blinked
Or passed out
Or slept in
Give it a ten second hug
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You're Alive Right Now
05:02
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I am unrecognizable to myself
I don’t mean when I look in the mirror
Ideas and ideals I held near
Evolved and all but disappeared
But you’re alive right now
Sometimes I feel like an experiment or a bet
Like on “Trading Places”
The promised riches bearing no resemblance
To the secret truth
Like all the millions of sperm that died
So that you might live
The likelihood of your parents having met
Or their parents, or their parents,
Etcetera
Que sera sera
Because you’re alive right now
And I’m alive right now
So hold on to it
Like you never held on to anything before
What you do with it
Doesn’t really matter
As long as you’re sure
That your alive right now
And I’m alive right now
You’re alive right now
And I’m alive right now
You’re alive right now
And I’m alive right now
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