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A Condemnation
02:54
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Oh, what do you have to lose
Just tell me the truth
Gasping for air
I’m so afraid of where
We’ll end up after this
And oh, what do you have to gain
From hiding things in plain sight
I still see them every time
And I let you leave in silence
I let a piece of you die and I twisted the knife
I always do this to myself
Leaving friendships to collect dust on the shelf
Is this holding you accountable as I
Turn into a ghost
When you need me the most
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2. |
Great Lake Jumper
02:58
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I had an idea
I thought it was so brilliant
You and me
Leave the treehouse forever
Or maybe just a couple years
If we really want it
Tell me why we can’t have it
If we’re drifting towards it naturally
Then why should we stop it
‘Cause it seems like lately
I’m no longer even thrilled
About biking the same trails
I had a vivid dream
I was breezing past facades
Bright blue waters extending off
To the horizon instead of empty parking lots
I’ve always thought
With every fleeting brief encounter
Gazing up
In spite of the beaming summer sun
What if I belong
Mangled street signs but I still find my way back home
Im staying patient for when next October comes
Finally we’ll be on our own
All on our own
I’ve always thought
Gazing up
I bet I could jump my bike over the lake
If I went fast enough
I had a vivid dream
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3. |
Spin Cycle
03:50
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I’m getting the sense you want out
You’ve already had enough
Losing interest, you’re checked out
I’ve got this feeling in my gut
It’s hard to cope when you pretend you’re blind
Well I’ve seen this coming now for quite some time
We’re not functioning now, but
Can I still function if I leave you behind
What’s the best method to make amends
An 8-page text, or a rehearsed address
I digress
But how do I try to explain
If your life’s a t-shirt
Then I must be the stain
I’m getting the sense you want out
You’ve already had enough
Losing interest, you’re checked out
I’ve got this feeling in my gut (just tell me the truth)
Discontented, lame excuses, frequent absence
Guess you’ve got your dreams I have mine
Pulling in opposite directions
No need to give me your spin
I don’t want to roll through this cycle
All over again
I’m getting the sense you want out
You’ve already had enough
Losing interest, you’re checked out
(And I’m stressed out)
I’ve got this feeling in my gut
(Just tell me the truth)
Guess you’ve got your dreams I have mine
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4. |
Rainbow in the Rear View
03:01
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I’ve had a lot of time to think
And now I’m on the brink
Of making some big changes
She said check the weather, it’s bad today
You know you can always wait
But even though you’re right
Most of the time
I don’t always listen
Now I’m trapped in, in a downpour
Driving northbound
Sheet of water on the dash, but there’s a
Rainbow in the rear view
I can see you
Peeking through and I know it’s true
I could take the easy the route and come back to you
But fuck that, I’m gonna see this through
I could whip this car around and come back to you
But fuck that, I’m gonna see this through
To me this day was always coming
A moving truck full of all my belongings
Why do I think I’m a goner
When lightning cracks the sky
Even though you’re right
Most of the time
I don’t always listen
And even though you’re right
I don’t wanna believe it
I’m too busy scheming
Every sleepless night
Oh why do I never listen
Rainbow in the rear view
Rainbow in the rear view
I could take the easy the route and come back to you
But fuck that, I’m gonna see this through
I could whip this car around and come back to you
But fuck that
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5. |
Camouflage
04:28
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I’ve been holding out on telling you
About my doubts
I don’t want to be the one to ruin this experiment
I know you’ll just freak out
But two steps into your bedroom
And I already want to leave
I don’t need another silly scheme
I need the end of this fucking lease
I just want to disappear
Camouflage like your sheets
Pretend I’m not really here
Hide in plain sight so easily
Covered in green and brown
I slip away to the background
Where I’m nowhere to be found
Spending another night
Too afraid to be impolite
Or set some fucking boundaries
God I’m so sick of being nice
I’m so sick of nice
Why do I linger in the hallway
Listening to you when I should sleep
Guilty of leaning on your doorframe
Nodding and smiling through my teeth
Why do I linger in the hallway
Listening to you when I should sleep
Guilty of leaning on your doorframe
Nodding and smiling through my teeth
I hope you know it’s not you
No, it’s me
I just want to disappear
This time will be different
Why would I ever expect
When I’m the only one who knows
What goes on inside my head
And I can’t see straight
Dreading all the time I’ll waste
Before I finally fucking say
I just want to disappear
Camouflage like your sheets
Pretend I’m not really here
Hide in plain sight so easily
I can be independent
I slip away to the background
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6. |
Swivel
02:30
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How do I fast forward to tomorrow
So anxious to follow you up
Always keep my head on a swivel
Self esteem stays brittle
Counting bodies in the room
For no good reason
I’ve gotta balance it out
I take the comparison way too far
Late nights and bloodshot eyes
Missing all of my morning alarms
Oh how do I do better
How do I do better
How do I see more of the downtime
I’m stuck in all the highlights
And none of the lows
Always keep my head on a swivel
Insecure and superficial
And it probably shows
It probably shows
My bottom bracket won’t stop me from
Riding all the way to your house
I’m sitting in frozen traffic
Wondering if you’re still stuck in a raincloud
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7. |
Unsavory
03:13
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Put on blast
No time to fully address
This feels like a bad sitcom
Cancellation imminent
Ended the night on a weird note
Face down in your pillow
As I struggle to fully explain
How much it hurt to see your name
Plastered in screenshots so unsavory
Control the damage, deceive your friends
There’s no way in hell that we can ever find a way past this
How do we find a way past this
Oh I don’t know
And I know you really thought
You were telling me the truth
But you’ve gotta catch a clue
Out in the open, obvious, everyone knew
No explanation or excuses could convince them to believe you
Control the damage, deceive your friends
There’s no way in hell that we can ever find a way past this
How do we find a way past this
And this isn’t the first time we’ve crossed this bridge
All the warning signs, how could I ever have missed this
How could I ever have missed this
I went from full on defense mode
Protect the fortress at all costs
To cowering beneath the cellar doors
Hearing you get told off
And everyone else firing up their flares
And now it’s crystal clear
No need to hide this from your very best friend
I was oblivious ‘til the very end, oh
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8. |
IKYKWIM
03:01
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I know you know what I mean
Caught it all on camera
2am receipts of something I wish I didn’t see
There’s a few holes forming
In your swiss cheese of a story
I woke right up
From the back door slamming shut
And I assumed it was you, whoa
But I was wrong
I guess secrets in the sunroom
Don’t stay there long
I know you know what I mean
I know you know how it seems
Rationalizing the situation
But in hindsight, I was played like a fool
Obfuscated in a fourth dimension
Maybe in motion I can tell how you kept your cool
Maybe in motion i can tell how you kept your cool
I know you know what I mean
I know you know how it seems
I know you know what I mean
I know you know what I mean
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9. |
Cellar Doors
03:29
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I still can hear the sound
From when the cellar doors swing open
I spent a lifetime in that basement
I spent so many nights alone
Tracing the cracks in the brittle plaster
Pieces of green, they crumble off the walls
It all seems like ancient history
But so easy to revisit it all
I still heard a ghost
Lurking in the crawl space
Never stuck my head in there to check
Garden left overgrowing with marigolds
Did they rebloom after I left
After I left
And it’s all perfectly the same
Delicate, preserved, like a memorial display
I still can hear the sound
From when the cellar doors swing open
I spent a lifetime in that basement
I spent so many nights alone
It’s all the same
Enduring purpose, all that’s different is the face
You’re still the same
Eighteen months and not a single detail out of place
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10. |
A Confrontation
04:32
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Tensions running high
I never learned to stop bottling it up inside
Threading the needle, clipping the wires
On a bomb that just keeps ticking down time
Then you erupt without warning
Your unchecked anger on full display
Say you’re moving out
Already packed your things
Except the blame, you left that all for me
And I still remember the look on your face that day
I tried my hardest to save our garden
Steady hands sifting through the weeds
But you didn’t care enough to stay
Carry on with or without you
With or without you
Why don’t we talk this out
I’ve got pages and pages of thoughts to lay out and I’m
Working up the confidence with
Clammy hands and a drying mouth
Pulse racing, mind is pacing
I’m still left wondering how
This is where we’ve ended up now
Storm in the room
Full head of steam
You’re firing off
I’m unraveling
They say that time flies when you’re having fun
But does it slow down in situations
When your heart is numb
All I see is your empty bedroom now
All I see is your empty bedroom now
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Bottom Bracket Chicago, Illinois
Illinois emo music singing about riding our bike all the way to your house.
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