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Shingles
04:00
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It’s been so long since I’ve been strong
A couple years since I’ve belonged
I’ve been your friend for miles and miles
Until this ends, I’ll be your
Ride or die
Ride or die
It’s been awhile since I’ve been cool
Among the reasons I’m with you
I’ll be your friend, a medusa
I’ll be your friend, I’ll reduce you
Anywhere it goes
I’ll be with you
It’s been so long since I’ve been cold
A couple weeks, or so I’m told
Without you, friend, I’m a loser
Until this ends I’ll be your
Ride or die
Ride or die
But it’s okay to get your heart broken sometimes
And it’s okay to be your best friend in this life
And it’s your nerves I’m riding on into the night
So what’s the use of fighting me until we both die?
Ride or die (ride or die)
Ride or die (ride or die)
It’s been awhile since I’ve been cool
It’s been awhile since I’ve been cool
It’s been awhile since I’ve been cool
It’s been awhile since I’ve been cool
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2. |
Get a Loan
03:36
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It’s okay for me to get a loan
‘Cause I’m good with my money
Even when I don’t got none, honey
It’s okay for me to be alone
‘Cause when I think of you, honey
I don’t need a home
Just think about that
I’ve been alone a long time
I’ve been at home since I can
Even begin to remember, forever
I’ve been at home
But it’s alright now I’m with you
It’s not okay for me to get a job
‘Cause I don’t work for my money
Even when I ain’t got none, honey
And it’s okay for me to be a slob
‘Cause I work for my money
Even when I just said I didn’t
So what do you think about that?
I’ve been alone a long time
I’ve been at home since I can
Even begin to remember, forever
I’ve been alone
But it’s alright now I’m with you
Yeah, it’s alright now I’m with you
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3. |
Drinking Again
03:51
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Are we drinking again?
I don’t believe when you say that you’ve had all you can
Can we start over fresh, my old friend?
Before our old fears and regrets come creeping again
Believe me, Tim
I don’t know how to think with your heart on my chest
Believe me, Tim
I don’t know how to think with your heart
Are we speaking again?
Are we sure this is all for the best in the end?
Are we drinking again, my old friend?
I don’t believe when you say that you’ve done all you can
I don’t know where we could start
I took a piece of your heart
Wrapped it in some newspaper
Maybe lit it on fire
I think I know where you are
But I don’t know me instead
I wish I was where you are
But that worm’s stuck in my head
I don’t know how it got this bad
I’m tired of you
And I’m sorry for the way
That I spoke to you
Believe me, Tim
I don’t know how to think with your heart on my chest
Believe me, Tim
I don’t know how to think with your heart
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4. |
In Two Weeks' Time
04:07
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5. |
In the Darkness
04:53
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Feels like I found freedom again
Don’t think I like it
Dependence suits me well
I’m just a rich kid waiting on my next hit to come out the phone
I ordered it weeks ago
I ordered it weeks ago
Feels like everyone’s sliding around
Penn Station, underground
Thank God I’m older now
I’m just a rich kid waiting on my next hit to come out the phone
Feels like I ordered it weeks ago
What is it, coming from Mexico?
But in the darkness of the night
Something doesn’t feel quite right
In the moments I can’t stand
I don’t know how quite to be
In the moment naturally
Feels like I found mercy again
Don’t think I like it
Punishment suits me well
I’m just a rich kid waiting on my next hit to come out the phone
I ordered it weeks ago
I ordered it weeks ago
But in the darkness of the night
Something doesn’t feel quite right
In the moments I can’t stand
I don’t know how quite to be
In the moment naturally
It’s my fault
I’ll break my heart
I’ve been alone a long time
I’ve been at home since I can
Even begin to remember, forever
I’ve been alone
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6. |
The Weekend
04:00
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I’d take anything from a certain point of view
The one where I look pretty cool
I’d give anything to see myself the way you saw me then
Was I reading Pynchon on the tour bus or beside myself in Cuenca?
You were wearing hope like a second set of clothes
Productions like you knew me well
I’d give anything to push this feeling off a little while
Was I reading Lethem on the tour bus when it sparked a fascination?
Tell me about the weekend
Tell me about the party
‘Cause I don’t like my feelings
I don’t like my body
I don’t like myself this way
I see everything from a certain point of view
The one where I look pretty cool
I’d do anything to see myself the way you saw me once
Was it really Pynchon, or was everything inside my head?
Tell me about the weekend
Tell me about the party
‘Cause I don’t like my feelings
I don’t like my body
I don’t like myself this way
All my favorite places in Madrid, I’ll show you
All my friends are so cool
All my fancy books have been made into movies
All my friends will want you
If everything was right, I didn’t know
If everything was right, I couldn’t see
If everything was wrong, I’d still believe
Tell me about the weekend
Tell me about the party
‘Cause I don’t like my feelings
I don’t like my body
Tell me about the weekend
Tell me about the party
‘Cause I don’t like my feelings
I don’t like my body
I don’t like myself this way
I don’t like myself this way
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7. |
Somebody Else
03:22
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Hey friend
Did you arrive in style?
Amen
God bless your style
It’s environmental
We’re inside the jungle
It’s environmental
We’re inside the bubble
I was thinking about somebody else
When you walked in and came right to me
And this vision, with mercy, came just right
as I was thinking about somebody else
Hey friend
Did you take your time?
Amen
God bless your time
It’s environmental
We’re inside the jungle
It’s inconsequential
We’re inside the cold war now
I was thinking about somebody else
And like a movie you came right to me
Evidence for a hostile deity
‘Cause I was thinking about somebody else
And I’m sorry
That I didn’t brush you off
Now you’re stuck with me
In your memories
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8. |
Tired of Myself
05:17
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Can you feel the way we are tonight?
Like a sudden breath of air, it’s wrong
Can you feel the way I feel?
And the bar begins its sigh,
Exhaling us out into the cold of the night
I’d rather not be seen holding your hand
Think there’s some folk I know who live around here
Did you think the worst of me? It’s okay
Is this only thing I’ll be for the rest of my life?
I’m getting tired of myself
I’m getting tired of myself
I’m getting tired of myself
I’m getting tired of myself
I’m getting tired of myself
I’m getting tired of myself
I’m getting tired of myself
I’m getting tired of being by myself
I’m getting tired of myself
I’m getting tired of myself
I’m getting tired of myself
I’m getting tired of myself
I’m getting tired of myself
I’m getting tired of myself
I’m getting tired of myself
I’m getting tired of myself
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9. |
Every Decision
03:31
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Conversations
Get off wrong
And it’s hard to get
Back again
Every moment
Of our lives
Leading up to this
Or so I thought
Lost for a little while
Deep in your arms
Lost for a little while
It can’t hurt
Get the feeling
With your body
Right next to mine
That this won’t last
Every decision
I’ve ever made
I was lost for a little while
It’s too late
Buried, barely
It’s harder to breathe
You’re out there, somewhere
I can’t feel you anymore
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10. |
Top of the List
03:47
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Abstraction of desire
I feel lonely
Or I feel like a monster
Looking through your things
Distraction from the horror,
I look at the television
I think I see my father
In the back of a scene
Can’t you forgive me?
Can’t you forgive me?
Embodiment of terror,
Are you crying?
I can’t forget the
Way you looked at me
Totem of affection,
Aren’t you lonely?
Can’t you see the self
In the screen of your cellphone?
Won’t you forget me?
Won’t you forget me if I leave?
Destruction of my future,
What did I do?
I looked around the world and
Got as far as I could from you
Poked around my sutures,
I felt lonely
Sleeping in your bed,
I didn’t feel a thing
Won’t you believe me?
Won’t you believe me?
But at least I was at the top of the list of all your fools
And every evening I’ve ever thought of it, I think I’m going back to you, you
But there’s no going back to you, you
Yeah there’s no going back to you
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11. |
Before Eighth Grade
03:01
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If I’m being honest, I’m thinking about myself
I’ve been here too long
I’ve been here too long
Familiar, how it aches
Storm’s at the door and I don’t know how to feel
Take it like this, then, I need a friend
I’m thinking that I’m not the only one
And all my lies are going over me
Am I thinking about them
Or am I just thinking about me?
Jealous once, just bitter now
I do believe I got it all figured out
There was a saint on my uniform
Words that you used were like cuneiform
I gave my life away
It’s too late
I’m getting deeper in my hate
Gave my life away
It’s too late
It was over before eighth grade
And all my life I’m going over it
Was it in the summer when it went bad?
Yelled at my sister in a hotel room
Yeah, you were right, look at me now
I can’t believe I got it all figured out
There was a saint on my uniform
Words that you used were like cuneiform
I gave my life away
It’s too late
I’m getting deeper in my hate
Gave my life away
It’s too late
It was over before eighth grade
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