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Trigger Jam
02:45
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Once upon a time I’d say
Someone belonged to me
Twice upon a time she’d say
This is what I think I need
And is this obvious?
Cuz this is obvious to me.
A bleeding eyesore now
The writing on the wall so clear (oh so clear)
This triggers hard to pull
Why should I have to wait forever?
Wait out a less than certain mind
And bide all my time.
I’d rather blaze a trail together
Take it or leave it, let’s go. Let’s go.
Every now and then I think
What’s becoming of me?
Time and time again she thinks
This is what it all must mean
Fuck that
Our past does not lead the way
And our futures not ready made
But you’ll reap what
You sow
Reap what you sow and you’ll isolate
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2. |
Hips vs Hardwood
02:51
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We filled the tank with what we found
Underneath the seats
We proved an inconvenience At the bar
Cuz people had to raise their voices just so they’d be heard
While 2 raving, strung out junkies in the corner shouted “more!”
And this is how I’m spending all my time.
Hips and hardwood floors don’t get along, just ask my spine.
A glorified rehearsal is just one point of concern, after all
Another 18 hour ride, my turn to drive.
I’m sleep deprived, a cancelled show
The second one this week
I think the right rear tires gonna blow
And sad to say it wouldn’t be the first time on this trip
Naked, riding shotgun, white knuckle grips, we’re hanging on
But I’ve seen a lot of places and things, I know
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One More Everything
02:33
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To lose our way
A slow decay
To feel so lonely and betrayed
But don’t turn away so fast
(Maybe we shouldn’t turn away)
When things feel so right
And we’d kill to have just one more night
Don’t turn away so fast
There’s ways to make this last
But you’re feeling out of place
I’m feeling out of time
One more try.
My all time low
Moving so slow
And not sure which way I should go
We search, we find
Two tortured minds
Have we let go before our time?
One more try, one more try to keep you mine
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I’d fall asleep, most every night, and dream of coming times
With wide eyes, I would set the world ablaze.
You know I had a run of it, I had my chance
But you know what they say about the best laid plans of mice and men.
Living for now is a luxury
One I can’t seem to afford anymore
It brings me to tears, brings me to my knees
But I know that I could never, I won’t
Cast aside, all of those precious lessons learned or my pride.
It could be so much worse.
In fact I’m audacious
There’s food on my plate and I’m warm.
And at the end of the day
I have every chance I want to take
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5. |
The Company We Keep
03:28
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These days build up a sweat
And these days drag on so long
What next could go wrong?
This is less than comforting
Much less wouldn’t you say?
And I’m sorry you feel this way.
Surrounding yourself with everything you don’t need
Surrounded, I’m falling, falling down
I’m spread too thin to sleep
So I sleepwalk through the day
Not lost, but misplaced.
My hope setting with the sun
Heart falling with the rain
And I don’t want to play this game
So here we stand again
A nightmare revisited
Cold sheets and cold nights drag me down
Impossible to mend
These wounds, but I can send
Myself in pieces home to you.
I won’t be fooled again
With strength, I will begin
This wasn’t like me, anyway.
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Between emotions of fear and of anger
And a little like a fist that’s been let loose upon my guts
The weapons are selected
The venues been chosen
And it wouldn’t be so bad…
If time was all we had
If time was all we had
So much for having a plan
I have no patience for quantification
Or reconstruction if I’m then gonna get thrown against the wall.
In this new beginning
Your promise was the end
And it wouldn’t be so bad…
If time was all we had
So much for mistakes
So much for having a plan
So why the long face?
If its all the same in the end.
It’s hard to pretend
That nothings going to change
Isn’t it though?
In the end, did it break us?
In the end, did we save it all?
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7. |
True North [Live]
02:42
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These walls fell down today
There’s nothing in my way
A throwback for me now
A language to relearn
So everything and everyone was wrong
And I wouldn’t change a thing
Can we cast stone in these steps I take?
I won’t forget….this path that led me out
4 points of the compass wide
nothing to break my stride
Deprived of what I want
To give me what I need
And if this road brings me around again
Would I do things just the same?
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8. |
Trigger Jam [Live]
03:02
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Once upon a time I’d say
Someone belonged to me
Twice upon a time she’d say
This is what I think I need
And is this obvious?
Cuz this is obvious to me.
A bleeding eyesore now
The writing on the wall so clear (oh so clear)
This triggers hard to pull
Why should I have to wait forever?
Wait out a less than certain mind
And bide all my time.
I’d rather blaze a trail together
Take it or leave it, let’s go. Let’s go.
Every now and then I think
What’s becoming of me?
Time and time again she thinks
This is what it all must mean
Fuck that
Our past does not lead the way
And our futures not ready made
But you’ll reap what
You sow
Reap what you sow and you’ll isolate
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