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Back
02:06
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Im the Round trip daytimer
Escalating horizontally
To the next state and back.
To find treasure to take away.
And life like always never changes well.
Lord knows I'm sick of this hell.
The coffee in the cafe car is old!
And the air conditioning is drying
My sinuses out!
Facebook feeds are stagnant still
And the WiFi ain't flyin.
I'm tryin. I'm tryin.
And I had said
"fuck this. Find out.
Move the hell away.
Damn same shit lane.
Gimmie one day out of town."
To find an old friend
From six years past.
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2. |
Big Eyes
03:15
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Nonononono
All my visions met
With face and sweat
And summer bets.
Six years of waiting
And self restrainment
Because I've played out
All the parts before.
I'm over sensational when it comes to attention
And a hot headed dreamer deserving detention.
I won't be the right man for the part
And I can't write a different script.
You decide for me
The way to go
Because I am not running this show.
So start now,
Walking slow.
I've got too many stupid stars in my eyes.
Sparkle eyes
Summer smell
Shiny hair
Singing sound
My stupid brain
My stupid heart
My stupid throat
My stupid life
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3. |
Bike
02:03
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Drag me through the streets on foot
To get my head out of my heart.
Food and fun for sale and such.
These little things are blurs.
Spend some time teaching me your tricks.
Share with me how you sail your ship.
Sing with me all your favorite songs.
Stop me from getting all this wrong.
She said:
"Don't get so caught up in ideas
You cemented in your mind.
You're talking round in circles
And you don't know my life."
What was will why.
I'm so tongue tied.
"truthly so I must admit
This is not the time."
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4. |
Buns
01:21
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Handcrafted lemonade
And grass fed meat
To make up for
A gifted leaf.
Food for thought over food for thought
For people who never eat.
Its no big deal
My burdensome plate
Means not to be
Your walking weight.
People like you remind me
Of people I used to be.
Each action you take.
I could only fake.
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5. |
Bringbout
02:02
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No time nor distance nor lies of life
Can break the stone that you sit on high.
Like love late light
Leave 'lone like life.
Like love late light
Leave 'lone like life.
Change not the whims of the whimsical.
You will always be my friend.
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6. |
Bye
01:52
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B. not angry
Nor worried
Nor scared.
I will not be stupid anymore.
B. happy head
And hungry heart
Be the best like I'll try to be someday.
I'll get better at everything I do
As long as you stay true to you.
You set the example and ill follow through
All from a single day with you.
Keep those honeysuckles high
And that boy right to your side.
I've taken enough time to go for miles.
Keep that sharper mind
And I'll try to sharpen up.
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7. |
Bad
03:20
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Stupid writers
Stupid singers
Stupid stupid
Stupid world.
Little angels
Leading people
Reading writing
Stupid things.
Heavy burden
Heavy headache
Stupid stupid
Heavy brain
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Gordion's Knot sort of Self of mine Your words will put me back in line.
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Evening ride take me gently
Where? where I can sleep again
And forget my soreness and my self.
Forget my perfect day away.
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Shithead's Rainbow Bayonne, New Jersey
Shithead's Rainbow
is
Nick Maratta
Claire Page
Nick Jorgensen
Ryan Treppedi
Dan Nagano-Gerace
bayonne nj junk rock
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