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Regret Collector
03:55
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i keep my secrets buried deep within my chest
i'll never ever tell, but i'll always let you guess
i meant it when i said it, now i wish you would just forget it
throw my words into the fire, all my promises expired - oh no!
and the dumb things i've said run wild in my head
inside of me it seems i'm tangled up in string
it tangles every angle of my everything
living in this will power outage, i can't care to do a thing about it
i give the minimum required, my desires have retired - oh no!
and the crumbs in my bed are all i can show for it
i'm a regret collector now
i've collected more than i can count
life would be so much better if i got my shit together
oh well, whatever...
oh, i know my excuse is old
but it's all i have to hold
and i'll never let it go
and the dumb things i've said run wild in my head
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2. |
Say What?
04:09
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dirty words, like humming birds, float in the air
and you don't care
i admit i didn't get the joke at first
now i'm laughing so hard it hurts
in drunken scrawl on bathroom walls
we've heard it all before after all
staring at the ceiling, laying on the floor
feeling this feeling more and more
what we believe in isn't clear
oh, where do we go from here?
you put flashes of light in my heart
like static sparks from a sweater in the dark
and if the world starts ending how will we know?
'cause it might come fast, or it might come slow
and i'll wait right here a hundred years
'til you say what i wanna hear
staring at the ceiling, laying on the floor
feeling this feeling more and more
if it ever isn't clear
what you should say, my dear
just say what i wanna hear
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I'm So Sorry, Lisa
03:47
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i'm so sorry, lisa
i'm so sorry, lisa
losing the race, falling on my face
if i pick up the pace i still won't place
running out of breath, i need a rest
and i'm so sorry, lisa
i'm so sorry, lisa
the look on her face when i threw the world away
begged me not to say, "it'll be ok"
but i don't play that game so i said it anyway
don't know what i was thinking
hope floats but i am sinking
everything we imagined ain't ever gonna happen
everything we imagined...
don't know what i was thinking...
everything we imagined ain't ever gonna happen
everything we imagined...
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4. |
Shock of White
02:27
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caught by surprise, i think my eyes have started telling lies
all alone in the kitchen, caught a glimpse of a vision
i just froze, gazing at the glow...
ohhh...
ohhhhh...
help me off the floor, all i knew i don't know no more
ohhh...
ohhhhh...
my hair now wears a shock of white
it wasn't there before tonite
shock of white
shock of white
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5. |
Bitter Bean
03:40
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drowning in various oceans, caught in their various motions
thrown against the basement wall
i can barely breathe at all
my eyes are clocks, or whatever else you want
it's just so hard to tell that this is hell
when it's always like something else
these cigarettes are better than all the other whatever i'll never want...
blacklist my lips from your mouth, or else you'll get another kiss
i'm getting closer
there's safety in numbers, uh-huh
these cigarettes are better than all the other whatever i'll never want
these cigarettes are better than all the whatever
these cigarettes are better...
doesn't matter which game you choose
there's a million ways to lose
a million ways to lose,
it don't matter which game you choose
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