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Tennessee
02:44
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i was on my lunch break; i almost started crying / for the boy at the top of the bridge / he didn’t jump, but if he had, he wouldn’t be the only one / who thought that he had to give in / and you said you didn’t have it all that bad / and i said i didn’t have it all that bad / but i snuck off to parking lots and playgrounds after dark / my parents’ basement while they were asleep / i didn’t talk with a lisp; i dressed like all the straight boys did / i didn’t talk about who i had kissed / and now you don’t really have it all that bad / and now i don’t really have it all that bad / but i don’t kiss you at the grocery store / and i don’t kiss you at the library / i don’t kiss you at the rest stop off the interstate / and i don’t kiss you at my parents’ house when they are not asleep / i was on my lunch break; i almost started crying / ‘cause it really does get better if you wait / and there are times now when i still feel afraid / but gone are the times when i feel ashamed / and so for all the kids that really have it pretty bad / for all the kids that never had the chance / maybe i should kiss you at the grocery store / and maybe i should kiss you at the library / maybe i should kiss you at my parents’ house / and maybe i should kiss you at the movies / maybe i should kiss you when we go out to dinner / and maybe i should kiss you every night before i fall asleep / and maybe i should kiss you at the rest stop off the interstate on the border of georgia and tennessee
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Cynicism
02:42
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i once saw a sunset so vivid and warm that i swore it was perfect / i once had a lover; i’m not sure if i’ll recover, but i know it was worth it / then last night in the car, the falling raindrops looked like stars at some incalculable speed / then later, my friends said, “good to see you again,” this is a home to me / so i wrote a song, and i called it “the love of my life” / said, “don't be gone long,” now it sings me to sleep every night / and i never learned a lesson looking at my own reflection, but sometimes it seems useful / so i loosen my heart strings in high hopes of starting to find something truthful / cynicism isn't wisdom; it's a lazy way to say that you've been burned / it seems, if anything, you'd be less certain after everything you ever learned
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Old Dead Tree
02:58
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it's in the east, and in on the killtaker / there's so much more than just one's needs / and this lies with you on a california highway somewhere / this man-made strip between the trees / and I found a new value in slayer last night / nighttime fits for changing hands / and it'll chop you down like an old dead tree / this dirty old town, I tried not to believe / that it would chop me down like an old dead tree / this dirty old town, I tried so hard not to leave / I wrote again; sounded a lot like last time / nothing stems from nothing left / but we leave in the morning; it's tough to know not much has changed / and that we won't be coming back
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City Sidewalks
02:28
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on all your city's sidewalks / in all my nation's names / in falling stars and faces felt through faulty, fractured frames / in endless lists of nameless names / all bearing gifts of same old sames / taken from trysts of shameless flames, forever smouldering / i know between the lines drawn in your bedroom, and the ones on the tv / there is a place of which you're terrified where people try to be / you see the barber peddles pompadours; confused, we cruise convenience stores / for booze, some candy, social mores steal something from my soul / and i wandered through a night less contemplated / for a light less complicated, for a morning or some dreadful dead-end dawn / or plundered towards a light, now starkly shaded, for a feeling frankly stated / is for many worth as much as anything at all / on all your city's sidewalks / what were we searching for? / as oh, we tried to tow the line between beloved and ignored / silent and self-assured, i know i'm older now and able to / convince you not to cry / although we're colder now, we're capable to keep our makeup dry
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Clean
02:19
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i find myself longing for the days when i was confident / we were so sure that we were right; we were positive / we thought that we could make a change in that parking lot / with every loaf of bread we'd find that our parents hadn't bought / but we got older, and some of our stomachs got weaker; we were growing up / we thought we had you figured out, but we were wrong; we were fucking up / we thought that we were learning so much with every night away from home / we thought we were subverting a culture larger than we could ever know / but i'm not giving up, i'm just not sure where to start / when the culture that consumes us does so, so wholly, that our subconscious selves need so much unlearning to be made clean / i want to be
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Gave On
01:51
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if you do now find yourself wondering where to go / if you do find yourself wandering some lonely road in search of snow / or home, or whatever you chose / hung on, hung in, hung out, hung up / hung here are picture of the ones we'll always love / i wonder when, oh when, will pictures be enough? / and time means less and less ever since this begun / the years will all blend into one / time and again, i think, i hope you're having fun / gave on, gave in, gave out, gave up / gave me my first taste of, i think i've heard enough,” / and i am thankful that it taught me to be tough
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The Reason
02:29
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we all expect to be up for the next time you make it to town / we all think you'll be there the next time we're around / but some of us aren't gonna make it back and forth, and back and forth / i hadn't thought about him since i saw you for coffee in brooklyn / and that wasn't even the reason; the reason i was there / and this isn't even the reason; the reason i don't doubt / that i was thinking about them, driving back to norfolk / or any of my friends on all their careless routes / it's nonstop, it's constant, making everything that i want / ever since back in columbus, even with us spread out / it's nonsense how constant we're building everything that we want
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Attraction
02:04
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the first few times i kissed you, we were on playgrounds after dark / i was too afraid to walk with you to class the next day / the first time that i told someone, i was nearly blackout drunk / at some party in missouri i never should have gone to in the first place / i was ashamed, lying naked in my basement, with the lights off and some stupid record on / i was afraid, for some stupid reason, of what people would say / but now i know that there's more to a person than a body part / and there's more to pink and blue than what we've grown accustomed to / my heart does more than just pump blood / and attraction isn't anything to
be ashamed of
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