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Skylines
02:58
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No Masters, No Servants
04:54
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The one thing I wanted as a child
was to I be a man who could call himself free
now look at me
I don't take orders
I live on the streets.
I'm singing songs of freedom
to any young souls that listen
but they're trying to sell their will
to absolve the burden of decision
they're responsible for their actions
but it's not glamorous enough for them
the need their conscience to feel clean
I'm not sure if I'm ready to face a life of begging for mercy
please do not fire me, I have a family, they are counting on me
Please trust me officer Davis I am a man who hides very little
but what is in my trunk is my business. I know my rights, at least on paper
what the fuck are you staring at? I am homeless, I am not lesser
i have renounced religion I'll take no servants, I have no masters
I live a life I'd die for
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Nauseous
04:04
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Thanks, to you as well
But this is my first year breaking tradition
Maybe it's the weather, but I'm certainly not the same
I feel changed as I always have
who was that yesterday?
it wasn't me
whose was that face in the mirror?
whose blue eyes looked so tired?
I feel unwell for these aren't my hands
theses aren't my lips
all these freckles seem as if traced on wax paper
turn off the sink
the steam clings to my reflection
a bead runs down the glass
and a tear down my face
I'm not who i wanted to be
I lock the door, unlock the door, I left my home
the river will drown this nausea or me
I can pretend that I'm able
to change my mind
I dive in
can't quite make it across
I'm downstream of my own desires
I'm drifting away from myself
the water's cold
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Here I Rest
03:06
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I feel like I'm wrapped in love,
the lull of a freeway not far from home:
from around the bend
and through the glass,
the static sound keeps me in place
the pillow is soft, unlike my hands which are
torn and sore from the day before
I feel like I just dove in
to a heart that hasn't met regret
here I rest: I'm diseased
here I rest: I am the cure
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I Feel Mortal
02:04
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I'm not happy here, not happy now
Wasn't happy there, wasn't happy then
I'm trying hard to stay afloat,
but it's getting worse because
I feel mortal for the first time
I face a vastness everyday
of all the things I've done, all that's left to do
my will has become my greatest foe:
nothing's in my way, save my own flesh
I have it all, the trees, the breeze,
but there's nothing here I choose to desire,
my freedom is my burden
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Sing Jailbird, Sing
01:37
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I ain't in chains, but I ain't free
I feel it in the way they look at me
staring me down as if I ain't fit
to walk this earth
they show their teeth
they lock me up
they destroy the key
I'm in your cell, but I swear to god I'm free
and I'll remind you every year, every month, every week, every day, every hour or the hour
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7. |
So She Says
03:52
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8. |
Dozing Off
04:50
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Eventually you'll stop feeling hungry
and you'll only want to throw it all up
you've developed a distaste for everything,
and there's not much left to consume
and soonafter you'll come to realize
there were people worse off than you
and eventually you stop feeling tired
because you'll realize that you've been asleep
there were never any nightmares,
just a daily routine
soon you'll realize
being awake and free
is harder than it should be.
Sing me back to sleep
Bring me back my (to) life
Sing me back to sleep
Give me back my life
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I don't have the time to ask
what happens when you leave
so say through tender lips
what it is you need from me
Do you need a friend to kiss on a Sunday night
or stable arms to wrap around you tight
what is it that you want from me?
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12. |
Dizzy in the Front Yard
02:56
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Chain-Link Walrus Boston, Massachusetts
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