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Unstable Table
03:11
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I felt a tug on my sleeve
but it’s too good to be believed
we missed the 2:02 and I’m so relieved
The night was a mess
you’re just sensitive I guess
Thats all
Since when is your mood so unstable
It’s gotten awkward at the table
A wall of sound surrounds me
I find it amazing, you spun it, you’re crazy
you should say hello, why can’t she say hello
She should have come over, thats a rule in my book
And it’s really too bad that you made them all up
You’re in a mood by yourself
Don’t you know its bad for your health
You said too much, she said not enough
I can’t be what you want me to be
wearing that many hats doesn’t suit me
a thick skull only goes so far
Since when is your mood so unstable
It’s gotten awkward at the table
A wall of sound surrounds me
I find it amazing, you spun it, you’re crazy
you should say hello, why can’t she say hello
She should have come over, thats a rule in my book
And it’s really too bad that you made them all up
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Drilling Holes
03:09
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When I was young
And things were easier
My playground was free and full of possibility
But as the story unfolds
and the plot gets convoluted
Im looking for some inspiration for my denoument
Would you be alarmed if you saw me drilling holes in my head
Its not to get the thoughts out
Its to help all of the new ones getting in
When life is young
And goals are clearer
I’ll handle myself with a regal sensibility
I’m just heading out to clear my head
And to fill it up with junk instead
Would you be alarmed if you saw me drilling holes in my head
Its not to get the thoughts out
It’s to help all the new ones getting in
I’m just stepping out for some fresh air
I’m just heading out to clear my head (etc)
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Number First
04:16
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I know you can’t forget it, now; I thought you had a plan.
Now they’re doing anything they can to slap your hand.
Procrastination gets the best of me and I let it drag me down.
Excuses have no consequence; I’m spinning myself into the ground.
I’ll take your number first and then your name
And you can file your grievance into the garbage can.
Your time is up, I must be blunt.
Get back to work you stupid... jerk.
I know you hadn’t noticed, but I thought you’d understand.
I bust my ass to see it goes exactly as you planned.
Recently my lack of interest muffles down my inspiration.
I could be scanning, learning, planning. Instead I stand and stare.
I’ll take your number first and then your name
And you can file your grievance into the garbage can.
Your time is up, I must be blunt.
Get back to work you stupid...
If what you say is really true,
And what I do is what you say I do,
Maybe we could avoid a whole cliché,
And maybe I would work another day.
I wish I could remain unnoticed, ducking the fog like you.
I’d pretend to do all kinds of things you’d never hope to do.
I’d stay around forever wondering why they pay me what they do.
I’d never have to worry ‘cause I’d take all the credit for work done by you.
I’ll take your number first and then your name
And you can file your grievance into the garbage can.
Your time is up, I must be blunt.
Get back to work you stupid...
If what you say is really true,
And what I do is what you say I do,
Maybe we could avoid a whole cliché,
And maybe I would work another day.
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Animals in the City
04:02
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Taking the subway makes me feel uneasy
We’re like groundhogs in our holes, fulfilling the same roles
My GPS is leading me somewhere but where I’m not quite sure
It says I’m home but my head is stuck next door
We are animals, in the city
We are animals, in the city
Building concrete nests to
find ourselves some rest
we are animals, in the city
I could take my whole life with me on my back
But snail life moves too slowly and I couldn’t handle that
I’ve never figured out if I’m a hawk or I’m a dove
One is lacking common sense, the other’s lacking love
My GPS is leading me somewhere but where I’m not quite sure
It says I’m home but my head is stuck next door
We are animals, in the city
We are animals, in the city
Building concrete nests to
find ourselves some rest
we are animals, in the city
Taking the subway makes me feel uneasy
We’re like groundhogs in our holes, fulfilling the same roles
We are animals, in the city
We are animals, in the city
Building concrete nests to
find ourselves some rest
we are animals, in the city
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Guitars
03:45
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Back, in business
i’m done, my hiatus
mirror, who is this?
I start to glow; a spectacle; a festival of lights
you played guitars as if they were chainsaws
like thunderous explosive bonecrushing fun
you played guitars as if they were chainsaws
but thirty years is too long for anyone
Knock, on your basement
you’re as surprised i’m alive as i am to see you
friend, on your futon
these comfy caves; safety havens; a place to waste your life
you played guitars as if they were chainsaws
like thunderous explosive bonecrushing fun
you played guitars as if they were chainsaws
but thirty years is too long for anyone
I’m placing bets, you’re in a death pool
your odds at best are 7 to 1
yeah, i understand you’re on a tight schedule
but it’d be great if you could hurry along
you played guitars as if they were chainsaws
like thunderous explosive bonecrushing fun
you played guitars as if they were chainsaws
but thirty years is too long for anyone
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6. |
Georgian House 1976
04:19
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Buy your future in a cardboard box
Divide it into rooms with keys and locks
Flipping through the pages of your own life
Resting with your spine on the edge of a knife
My ears, they’re good
My hands, are wood
Don’t do, like they should
Could you really stop for a moment if you wanted to?
Do you have a moment you could spare, I think I need some air
Could you help me pull my nails out one by one
Do you really know the extent of your own wake?
Every sound, every word, every single song you make
Every ripple that you make can’t be undone
Framing yourself in a plastic case
A badge on your coat and a grin on your face
Testing the waters with a tentative stare
One for the test run and one as a spare
My ears, they’re good
My hands, are wood
Don’t do, like they should
(solo)
Every single one of all your plans are blue
I’d rather make my own if thats alright with you X3
Could you really stop for a moment if you wanted to?
Do you have a moment you could spare, I think I need some air
Could you help me pull my nails out one by one
Do you really know the extent of your own wake?
Every sound, every word, every single song you make
Every ripple that you make can’t be undone
Every single one of your plans are blue
Let me make my own if thats alright with you X3
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Chimpanzebras Vancouver, British Columbia
vancouver,
british columbia
est. 2004
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