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Auto Parts
02:35
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In my mind
I am on a jet ski
I can almost taste the water on my tongue
Sun and wind on my skin
As I speed across lake Michigan
I see people on yachts smile and wave
And I wave back
But I'm not on a jet ski
I'm in the aisle of an auto parts store
Early in the morning
Trying to fix my car
So I can drive to my 9 to 5 on time
No one wants to be where they are
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2. |
Eat My Dust
03:04
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Is it too late to start a punk band
I get all these ads for credit cards in the mail
I could one up and pay spend a thousand buck on an electric guitar
And a real nice amplifier
I have some friends that would probably be down
We could practice real hard and play in basements all around town
I would have more fun on the weekends
I would get me out of the house and around friends
Micheal asked me where do you think you'll be five years from now
I said hey man I don't even know what I'm doing tomorrow
He said doesn't that seem scary yea doesn't that freak you out
I said no not really besides it's the only way I know how.
Because when you are fickle as I am
It makes it difficult to make plans
But ill be damned if I'm not trying my darndest
Lately i'll be thinking about leaving
But i don't how or where or why
Because part of me wants to hug everyone I know
And part of me wants to leave all you fuckers in the dust
Because when you are fickle as I am
It makes it difficult to make plans
But ill be damned if I'm not trying my darndest
Is it too late to start a punk band
I get all these ads for credit cards in the mail
I could one up and pay spend a thousand buck on an electric guitar
And a real nice amplifier
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3. |
Kicking Up The Dirt
03:10
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Well I asked your friends what you're doing now
They said you're selling firewood on the side of the road
They said your'e almost done with school
And still living up north with you're boyfriend
And that you don't talk to you're family at all anymore
It's been a whole year but I wont call
Because now aint the time to be kicking up the dirt
Last time I checked you were a tornado of a mess
And I needed you more than anything else
You let me down more than anyone I know
But I never let that slow me down
Because we left it in the strangest of places
But now aint the time to be kicking up the dirt
Well there was that one night at your friends house
Where I saw you two on the couch
And I hid that I felt crushed
And I said that I was tired
And I walked home in the cold alone
And there was that other night on that other couch
Underneath that blanket I felt like an asshole and I still do now
Well it's be eight years of terrible timing and backing out
But now aint the time to be kicking up the dirt
Yeah maybe it will unfold
Later down the road
But now aint the time to be kicking up the dirt
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4. |
Whole Thought
03:05
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All these songs are starting to feel like
I'm hurrying through a conversation
because someone that I haven't seen in forever
just walked through the door
When my brother used to stutter
My mom would always tell him to slow down
Well those two words always stuck with me
and I'm always finding different meanings for em now.
If I could have a whole thought
If I could tell a story without fucking up
If I didn't mumble when I talked
I think I'd have a better shot
at whatever it is I'm supposed to be shooting for
When I was 10 or 11
Before I knew about porn on the internet
My mom found printed lyrics of the song what your fantasy by Ludacris
She sat me down
But didn't know what to say
besides the fact that she had thrown the lyrics away
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I'm out on the town
Remembering how you would wannna never go out
I'm drinking for two
One for me and one for not you
I'm talking to some pretty cool people that I never would of talked to
If I was standing next to you trying to make sure you were happy you were there
I'm drunk I'm shaking my ass and I'm not thinking about you at all
I'm drunk I'm shaking my ass and I'm not thinking about you at all
I'm dancing around
It's so much better knowing you're not in the corner
I can stay out real late
Don't need to get you home at a certain hour
Well yeah I miss you
But hey I kind of missed this too
I'm drunk I'm shaking my ass and I'm not thinking about you at all
I'm drunk I'm shaking my ass and I'm not thinking about you at all
Soon the music will stop and you'll sober up
And you''ll return to the room which you know loathe
You will be alone when the sadness rushes in
But this is normal and this is expected and this is encouraged
But tonight you are free
So drink, and if you don't drink then dance
And if you dance than just be happy
And if you hate bing happy than be sad
And then since you love being sad then you will be happy
I'm drunk I'm shaking my ass and I'm not thinking about you at all
I'm drunk I'm shaking my ass and I'm not thinking about you at all
I'm drunk I'm shaking my ass and I'm not thinking about you at all
I'm drunk I'm shaking my ass and I'm not thinking about you at all
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6. |
Walking To Saras House
02:36
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Biting down on my skin
the cold cuts through the cloth
You said you would meet me half way
We don't have cars we are walking
Climbing the largest hill in the neighborhood
I know your on the other side
We timed right and we met at the top and descended downt the side facing your house
We sneak into your basement
I meet your dogs
You want to hear me
You let me talk
You show me your art
You kind of scare me
You show me music
You show me movies
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7. |
When Nature Calls
04:20
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I haven't been taking care of my body lately
Like a rusting car sitting on the lawn
So I took that bike from the garage and I patched up the tires
And I rode around like a dog that was lost
And I the wind and I decided we didn't know what we were doing
And that's right when the chain broke off
I struggled with it for a bit I got oil on my hands
And walked it home
And I close my door
I got ideas with singed wings
And they'll cave in like a child's head in a classroom
So I went to the park
Yeah I went for a walk
It was the first warm day of the year
But it was too hot
There were too many bugs
And I got sweaty and sunburn and short of breath
And I mostly played on my phone
Man that park was pretty
But I've seen prettier things on TV
So I went home and I closed my door
I got ideas with singed wings
And they'll cave in like a child's head in a classroom
I feel like my crazy next door neighbor
Who lives off his disability checks
And spends ays walking back and forth
from his garage door to his mailbox
I got ideas with singed wings
And they'll cave in like a child's head in a classroom
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8. |
Dear 800 Number
01:25
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9. |
Instant Coffee
02:47
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10. |
Leave It Alone
02:14
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11. |
Bleachers
03:46
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