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Familiar Force (Demo)
03:23
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I heard it crawling underneath
It's in the trash and in the trees
You'll know when it's near
Underfoot, everywhere
I'll point it out across the street
Trying to embody Drummer D
It's the salt in your glass
Slowing down the things that tend to move too fast
I couldn't place it if I wanted to
If it were man, it'd say we've never met
There's something there that I just can't refute
I just haven't put my finger on it yet
It's riding past waving to me
But i'll pretend I didn't see
Eyes fixed down on the asphalt
Thinking of it's stunt double in Montreal
I take a break and think of Marty
I haven't seen him since that party
Just then, he's on the phone
Forces act agents aligned with my own
I couldn't place it if I wanted to
If it were man, it'd say we've never met
There's something there that I just can't refute
I just haven't put my finger on it yet
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Christopher Robin (2013)
02:49
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Hey
Now get going
Don't be late
Nothing bothers me more than the wait
In the dark about what is going on,
I can't help feeling that something is wrong
Shoe don't fit but I'll put it on anyways
I can't quit — I've tried to in many ways
I can't explain why it's come down to this
Still I remain fixated on something that's gone
It's impossible to ever tell what you're thinking, oh well
Of course sometimes you can take a guess
It's so plain when they're all suspicious
So refreshing to have you my dear
Come get close, I'll hold you near
So refreshing to have you around,
come get close
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Golden hour bus rides
Headed home another night
Pick up some beer, chat with the cashier
He misquotes Murphy's Law
"The Bad Thing always happens"
Welcome, you're not the only one
Sit down, the porch is in the sun
Simple and sweet, but there's salt in the street
Settle down, baby boys!
Jackie will let you know who's won
And these back yard idols from the trash;
It's not garbage to me.
This place makes me happy.
Golden hour bus rides
Headed home another night
Simple and sweet but there's salt in the street
Settle down, baby boys!
Wendy will tell you when it's done.
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what you know you haven't always known
there was time when you were equally ignorant
so take it easy, don't get so heated
never expect what you would expect from yourself (no)
I'm not bored
I'm just terrified of being wrong
At this point I just don't care
If you think it's better, then I'll let you pick
It doesn't matter to me
You know, it's all the same,
and what I've learned is it's easier when it's free.
Laugh about the future but we're not joking
Move to the city, we will always stay together (no)
If you think it's better, then I'll let you pick
It doesn't matter to me
You know, it's all the same,
and what I've learned is it's easier when it's free.
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Need Mnemonics (Demo)
02:44
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Sold Summer (Demo)
02:26
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outside my door it smells like trash
i've been breathing cigarette ash
all my friends are home on my porch
I'm here stuck indoors
I go the park to drink beer, watching all the locals sneer
I'm no brat, but I'm no tourist
Humming sweet chin with a clenched fist
I sold my summer, but I can't complain
I'll make it home in time to catch one last refrain
When the air starts to get cool
No more work and no more fucking gruel
At the gallery alone, taking photos on my phone
Hoarding catalogues and scraps
Print ephemera is a trap
On the train falling asleep
No one there to remind me
Coney Island wake up call
Swarming Locust in the fall
I sold my summer, but I can't complain
I'll make it home in time to catch one last refrain
When the air starts to get cool
No more work and no more fucking gruel
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