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Just a Conversation
03:08
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I’m arriving at my point
Shouting into a void
That you’ll never hear
Spiraling arguments
Long-winded games of chess
That you never win
That I never win
While you try to rewrite
Our history by the page
Between you and I
The narrative stays the same
Just another conversation
Just another confrontation
Just another complication
Just another conversation with you
I see it in your eyes
Dilated by the light
Remove the muzzle for the dogfight
All for the hell of it
Let’s address the elephant
That’s standing here
It’s crystal clear
If this is any indication
Well I’m just not gonna do it
I appreciate the sentiment
But I can see right through it
Just another conversation
Just another confrontation
Just another complication
Just another conversation with you
Just another instigation
Just another altercation
Just another complication
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Things are always changing
In & out of time
But you're always weighing on my mind
Watercolor memories
Fragile reflections
I dream of you
Won't you
Won't you
Stay with me
Places stay the same
People come & go just like a
Pack of cigarettes we smoked
Just yesterday
On & on & on we go
Windshields wipers
I don't know
What to expect from momentary bliss
It's just an ordinary life we live
Places stay the same
People come & go just like a
Pack of cigarettes we smoked
Just yesterday
Places stay the same
People come & go just like a
Pack of cigarettes we smoked
Just yesterday
Just yesterday
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Feeling kind of sick but I don't know why
Everything is different in my mind
Creeping up slowly
I'm a little lonely
I'm a little lonely
I'm a little lonely
Patterns in my mind that I share with you
Start to realign now I'm feeling blue
Creeping up slowly
I'm a little lonely
I'm a little lonely
I’m-a-just a little bit terrified
Is this all a dream
Drawing lines to figure out what this all means
Take another picture put it away
Hang it on the wall in a pretty frame
Creeping up slowly
I'm a little stoned
I'm a little stoned
I’m-a-just a little bit terrified
Is this all a dream
Drawing lines, to figure out what this all means
I've been waiting
For you here
For you darling
But you're not there
In the patterns of my mind
The patterns of my mind
The patterns of my mind
The patterns of my mind
But I’m still waiting
For you here
For you darling
But you’re not there
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4. |
On My Own
03:30
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Can’t help but feel I’ve been misunderstood
I was sitting outside her hotel room
Waving my flag
As she bolted the door
I used to never concede
But I let her win the war
I took a walk on the sunset strip
Watching the pretty girls
In their tight outfits
My inner monologue
Through a megaphone
Said “Pull the stinger out”
You’ll be fine on your own
On my own
On my own
The future looks like a Mercedes-Benz
Illuminated through
Polychromatic lenses
Got a second lease
I’m on the up and up
I’ve got my suitcase packed
And I’m all buckled up
When I’ve reached my final place of rest
Please tell my family
That I had no regrets
I want champagne and confetti
And a big headstone
Engraved in capitals
I did it on my own
On my own
On my own
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5. |
Hollywood Goldmine
03:44
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When the collectors come
They’ll find you in cold sweat
There won't be martyrs here
Just pills and cigarettes
Getting stoned like a kid
Watching your friends get rich
Counting the change on the shelf
All for the wishing well
You’ve been hanging out to dry for a long time
You’re still waiting on that Hollywood goldmine
On display but you don’t even know why
You’re still waiting on that Hollywood goldmine
Silence in the air
Just like a widow’s song
I mourn for those we’ve lost
Whose futures’ we won’t know
And maybe if you overdose
You’ll be some kids hero
Let us all glorify
This thing called rock and roll
You’ve been hanging out to dry for a long time
You’re still waiting on that Hollywood goldmine
On display but you don’t even know why
You’re still waiting on that Hollywood goldmine
Nothing to see
In the emptiness under the spotlight
Nothing to see
Yeah, we’ll all forget by tomorrow night
Nothing to see
Just another name in another town
Nothing to see
Yeah the way up’s harder than the way back down
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6. |
The Other Side
03:54
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The lottery of life
Gives you one chance
Don’tcha close your eyes
If you blink it’s gone
In one glance
You’ll confess your love
And they’ll take it
Or maybe they won’t
And they’ll take your
Heart and break it
Over the wall
To the other side
Long way to go, before daylight
Where do you turn
When there’s nowhere left to hide
Running for your life out on thin ice
When the lights go out
And you’re dreaming
On the other side
The morning sun
Is beaming
The game we’re in
Is moving
At the speed of light
If you play it safe
You’re losing
Over the wall
To the other side
Long way to go, before daylight
Where do you turn
When there’s nowhere left to hide
Running for your life out on thin ice
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7. |
Wait in Line
03:54
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Oh what do I have to do
To find somebody like you
But these dreams they seem to sleep
Underneath these sheets
I’ve seen you fumble with some jobs
And stumble into his arms
We can’t get the timing right
You’re such a wildcard
But sometimes
We all have to wait in line
Oh why
Is it just a waste of time
You’re still in Philadelphia
In the darkness under his thumb
I tried to warn you then
But you’re stubborn as they come
She said “I’m barely hanging on”
“But I swear that there’s nothing wrong”
Well, I know that type of bruise
Ain't from just anyone
But sometimes
We all have to wait in line
Oh why
Is it just a waste of time
Oh no we don’t need to justify
We all have to wait in line
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8. |
Leave My Body
03:28
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Out of my head again
Fighting loneliness
This midnight dissonance is all I know
On my own
One more night of this
Toxic helplessness
I've tried my share of pills to get me through losing you
Done, all that I can do
Night draws the poison through
Leave my body
Those words I said to you
Still draw this poison through
When I call you up
Don't pick up the phone
It's just a habit
And it's nothing that - you don't know
Now there’s nothing left
Boxes on the steps
I’ve done all I can do to get me through losing you
Done, all that I can do
Night draws the poison through
Leave my body
Those words I said to you
Still draw this poison through
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9. |
Starting Over
04:09
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Masquerading wisdom
Cutthroats lurking in the crowds
Calculated altruism
Bated breath to find you out
Growing through the blacktop
Emerging from hot springs
An eagle on a tree-top
Slowly stretching out its wings
I’m starting over
I’m starting over
Roaming through the continents
Reading in the darkness
Deciphering a manifest
Yearning for catharsis
Following the north star
Shifting of the time zones
I’d invite you on my journey
But I’m going on alone
Breaking out
Of this prison
I don’t care
I'm alone
Got a map
And a vision
Every road
Leads me to home
Leads me to home
I would rather
Burn the bridges
Let the wind sweep the ashes away
With my thoughts
I’ll keep walking
No rules but mine to obey
Every night
I’d be dreaming
Of the light
Shining on me
Now when I
Wake up screaming
At least I know that I’m free
I’m free
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10. |
Half-Life Wilderness
03:35
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If this is what it takes
To please your perspective
I think you’d better leave
I’m not the push over that I used to be
I’d sit in fire
Before working with you on compromise
Over my dead body
Over my dead body
How did we come to this
In a half-life wilderness
Trying to reason with you
Feels like a migraine
Let’s submerge all of our words
At the bottom of a dark lake
Is it too late to save this
I’m telling everyone that we’re so over it
I’m…
So over it
How did we come to this
In a half-life wilderness
How did we come to this
In a half-life wilderness
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