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Times Like These
03:40
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I can see me standing there
Unaware what to do in the back of the room
But soon enough I’ll know and it won’t be the same after this show
The song hits me in my chest
And it breaks my heart and it fills my veins with the sound
Then I’m running down to the front of the stage
That’s where I’ll be found
For the rest of my days. From here on out
No matter where I go, no matter what I do, I’ll always dream about
Times like these that cure my pain
Set me free again
It’s times like these I want to freeze and last forever
Memories like these don’t fade no matter how times change
Because I believe my wildest dreams in times like these
Don’t ask me why I still want to do all of this and would anyone miss it?
Why don’t I just let it go?
If you don’t know me by now then you’ll never know
When I see you standing there
Unaware what to do in a half empty room
I want to make your heart pound
I wanna make you feel weightless when you hear the sound
I wanna make you feel like from here on out
No matter where you go no matter what you do, you’ll always dream about
Times like these that cure our pain
Set you free again
It’s times like these I want to freeze and last forever
Memories like these don’t fade no matter how times change
I believe my wildest dreams in times like these
Don’t tell me now that it’s nothing
I know by now that it’s something you can’t take
It's times like these that cure my pain
Set me free again
It’s times like these I want to freeze and last forever
Memories like these don’t fade no matter how times change
Because I believe my wildest dreams in times like these
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2. |
Good Drugs
04:15
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Not surprised you would ditch me for another
Baby, you got me confused with my brother
Good girls like you don’t
Have to mess around to get what you want
And the trust fund dudes at your new school never make you wait
Sorry I don’t have the good drugs
I don’t have the right disease to get any good stuff
So I guess I’m just no fun
Can’t take me anywhere and all your friends think I’m dumb
Because I don’t have the good drugs
I don’t have the right degree to get any good stuff
So I guess I’m just no one
Chug robitussin and go bowling is my kind of fun
One semester in, you're always sick and tired
Your new friends are all thin and habitual liars
So come on and slum with me
You’re always welcome and it’s always good to see ya
Just don’t tell me that story about your molly orgy again
Sorry I don’t have the good drugs
I don’t have the right disease to get any good stuff
So I guess I’m just no fun
Can’t take me anywhere and all your friends think I’m dumb
Because I don’t have the good drugs
I don’t have the right degree to get any good stuff
So I guess I’m just no one
Chug robitussin and go bowling is my kind of fun
Good drugs
Where are your friends with the good drugs tonight?
Big east coast cities and Europe
You’re back at home with the no ones
It’s alright
Good dugs
I don’t have the right disease to get any good stuff
So I guess I’m just no fun
Can’t take me anywhere and all your friends think I’m dumb
Because I don’t have the good drugs
I don’t have the right degree to get any good stuff
So I guess I’m just no one
Chug robitussin and go bowling is my kind of fun
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3. |
This Is Fun.
02:50
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Born to consume till we drop dead
Only digging a hole over our heads
And end up leaving our kids a pile of debt
What if I’m the only one
Who doesn’t think that this is fun?
Living life in the red
We’re conditioned to buy another one
To keep a factory churning In Shenzhen
Filling the air and ocean with poison
What if I’m the only one
Who doesn’t think that this is fun?
Living to buy more junk
Now You and me
We’ve had enough
We’ve got all this stuff nobody needs
Why does it seem the things we wanted
Are just out of reach constantly?
It’s better for them if you don’t think
Just be data for targeted marketing
And manipulated to buy more things
What if I’m the only one
Who doesn’t think that this is fun?
There I go thinking again
The powerful want you to be dumb
And distracted so there are no questions
About why they have so much and some have none
What if I’m the only one
Who doesn’t think that this is fun
Living under a thumb
Now You and me
We’ve had enough
We’ve got all this stuff nobody needs
Why does it seem the things we wanted
Are just out of reach constantly?
What if we don’t participate
In the social disaster they create
Break the cycle of poverty we’ve made
I hope I’m the only one
Who doesn’t think that this is fun?
We can all make a change
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4. |
All Your Friends
03:14
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All your friends
Know your dead
And they’ve forgotten
How they were rotten
in a year
they won’t be here
For now, they’re all fighting
To say who was your friend
Before they were
All your friends
All your friends
All your friends
All your friends
Way back when
You did all you did
They would take for granted
There would be more chances
It’s too late
Now that you’re late
So they just tweet things
Like “today we lost a genius” because they are
All your friends
All your friends
All your friends
All your friends
I don’t want to die
To stay alive in anyone’s eyes
I don’t want to die
To stay alive in anyone’s eyes
I wanna believe that I let you know
But you and me both know I didn’t say so
I wanted to tell you when you need it
But I wasn’t ready
Cause I’m pathetic
Now I don’t get to
And I regret it
All your friends
Know your dead
And they’ve forgotten
How they were rotten
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5. |
Train Song
03:19
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I’m loaded up and ready
My steel is shining like the sun
My iron black as night
I’m blowing diesel dust
I’ve got that thunder in my veins
And I’ve got lightning in my eyes
Carry a load I can’t control
Along another line I haven’t rode
I just whistle as I thunder down the line
To get to you on time
I’m running fast and light now
My wheels are screaming on the rails
I’ve got the speed to drive all night
My eyes are red and weary
My teeth are grinding, muscles tight
And my mind is running wild
Carry a load I can’t control
Along another line I haven’t rode
I just whistle as I thunder down the line
To get to you on time
Carry a load I can’t control
Along another line I haven’t rode
I just whistle as I thunder down the line
To get to you on time
I‘ve blown through all my fuel now
I’m coasting in to the station
In the golden morning light
I’ve got no time to sleep now
I’ve got to pull another load
A thousand miles or more tonight
Carry a load I can’t control
Along another line I haven’t rode
I just whistle as I thunder down the line
To get to you on time
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6. |
RUOK
02:25
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Are you ok?
you seem bad
You've been here all day
Dwelling on the past
You’ve come a long way
So it’s a long way back
I know that it feels a little like a heart attack
It’s been a shit year
Okay, it’s been 5
You’re still here
You’re still alive
Gotta face the fear
when you want to hide
Because the more you ignore
The more you fall behind
I know that it’s hard
Because it’s been a long time
Since you seemed alright at all
Are you sitting waiting on a call?
From someone to tell you
They can wave a hand and then undo
Anything that wasn’t fair to you
But that will never come
Keep your head straight
And hold it high
Don’t say it’s too late
Keep looking to the sky
Nothing’s sealed your fate
But you gotta try
You can see a little light
If you open your eyes
You got the life
So take a try
Hey man you’re ok
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