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Step Outside
02:33
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Good morning to my mattress
And the sheets rolled up in a ball
I didn’t get much sleepin'
But you’d know that if you knew me at all
Good morning to my curtain
I could keep you closed all day
And I wouldn’t do much of anything
If I could have things my way
But I still hear you sigh,
"You’re much too old for this life"
So I will try my best to step outside
Hello to my window
I know if you could you would say,
"You gotta try out this new mindset
Startin' yesterday"
Salutations to my upset stomach
And all the people out there watchin’
I oh I
Don’t see why
But I guess I can still try to step outside
Good mornin' Sistine
And the angels up on the roof
Would you be kinder to me if I was
Naked too?
Hello my evil enemy
In the chapel on the mountain
But I still hear you sigh
And say, "it‘ll all be fine"
But it’s been getting pretty hard to- be alive
But just for you today
I will step outside
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2. |
Oh Ocean
03:13
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[a new place?]
[mhm]
[what new place do you mean?]
[well- well- well I- I- expect to go to hell. so... i'm just curious, I- I don't know what its like there... couldn't be any worse than it is here]
I'm counting the days
That I've been counting
Since I last saw the sun
As the way it was
That's just who I am
My own imaginary life is wasted
It's like a nightmare I can't wake up from
But that's just who I was
Today
Oh ocean
Don't let me
Sink lower than I already am
[doors are closing]
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3. |
Richard II
04:44
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Soon you'll be burning orphanages down
Watching ashes scattering all over town
And when the smoke gets too close to the ground
You'll see blue trampling over grey and green over brown
And you'll be cutting ears off of dead men
Pumping shells into the carcass for hours on end
Then you'll swear that we've always been friends
And be unable to conceive it could ever happen again
Of course you have never been to blame for the various horrible things that you did
You may have gotten away with them too if not for those meddling kids
The lump in your throat
The ache in your bones
They are nobody's fault but your own
And whatever amount you paid
For your many distractions, well, it was too much
And at the end of the day
To whatever extent you hate yourself, it isn't enough
And we can no longer afford
Waiting for someone to lift this terrible swift sword
In our basements, we all look so bored
We've never seen the glory of the coming of the Lord
There will be parties, there will be fun
There'll be tall gallows for everyone
And we will all be sleeping easy
Upon the sinking of the sun
But there's only one dream that I keep close
And it's the one of my hand at your throat
I will not deny my humanity
I'll be rolling in it like a pig in feces
'Cause there's no other integrity
In awaiting the demise of our species
May you endure every indignity knowing all the while that life will go on
And when it ends may you have nothing to say
Except that it took too long
And may I be there somehow
Asking, "Where are all your friends now?"
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4. |
Reuse the Cels
04:50
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I should be glad to have you back
But this time around something's turned to black
Your pale body a projection screen
I know every frame so many times that I've seen
Will it be like before?
Will it ever be the same?
If we reuse the cels
Will the color start to fade?
It's history that hasn't happened yet
Last time I cried
This time I slept
And doesn't it seem
(And doesn't it seem)
An awful waste
(In an awful way)
That all our cells will get replaced?
Will it be like before?
Will it ever be the same?
If we reuse the cels
Will the color start to fade?
If it's just like before
If I'm losing you again
If we reuse ourselves
Will there be any other end?
If it's just like before
If I'm losing you...
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5. |
The Bear & The Moon
02:53
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[Instrumental]
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