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Save Your Progress
03:13
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I've been pinned down by the blues, forced to wear what I outgrew
Retire that excuse, rewire and renew
Falling on your face might help the blockage to shrink
So tired of being tired I will not sleep a wink
Please tell me our cover hasn't been blown, propel me straight into the unknown
We're melting at an alarming rate, I'm belting out as I deteriorate
Claim to hate the repetition yet you can't get it right, I hope one day you might
So overcome by ambition you're blinded by the sunlight, it's a sorry sight
Defeat, repeat, reintroduced to everyone you meet
Deplored once more, either way you're left unsure
Let's start again from the top, do what you did last time only don't fuck it up
Extra precaution never hurt, the stain isn't coming off your shirt
Use your indoor voice, make the easy choice, nod as if you agree, don't bother waiting for me
Hop off the edge, make another pledge, air another rerun, now the test has begun so...
We will be patiently waiting to repeat the conversation, we will be patiently waiting to begin the restoration
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Gloop
03:39
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Release the gloop! There's an elephant in the auditorium no one can address, speak up or clean up the mess
Keep on preaching, feelers aren't reaching, no one is tuning in
Take what you can then give something back, or take it on the chin
Here's what you're missing and here's how you fix it, here's how the blame has been pointed and pinned
Stay still behind that curtain, try if you can to blend in with the wind
When you're itching to fly the coop, pull the rope to release the gloop
Give the cue then we're in for a treat, I'll pack a lunch if you're packing heat
Everyone is fed up and sour, it's scrawled all over every face
I lost all control of my legs five feet shy of home base
The important belongings that usually reside in your pockets have somehow been misplaced
I said that I had it, then fumbled and tumbled and dropped it, the image can't be erased
When you're itching to fly the coop, pull the rope to release the gloop
Give the cue then we're in for a treat, I'll pack a lunch if you're packing heat
Keep the heat on low, leave when it's time to go
It's time to pull the rope and release the gloop once and for all, stack it up as high as it will go just to watch it fall
No need to understand any motives other than my own
You planted the seed now you're shocked by how it's grown
When you're itching to fly the coop, pull the rope to release the gloop
Give the cue then we're in for a treat, I'll pack a lunch if you're packing heat
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Mt. Rugged
01:22
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Bring the outsiders in on a whim, duck and dip out when the lights start to dim
Oh they're watching oh-so-intently, purse your lips, don't defend me (they're watching)
Growing stagnant and I hate it, this current approach is outdated
Are you too comfortable?
If you thought there'd always be another chance, you're about to find out
Memorizing steps to a delicate dance while you're drowning in doubt
Stick around and find out how it ends, look them in the eye if you would like to make amends
Never any drive to dig deeper right there and then, I had to make a copy to experience it again
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Butcher
03:44
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Don't you know the value of a dollar? Do you get it yet?
The tales are only growing taller, do you regret it yet?
The nausea is a nuisance but it's bound to pass eventually
The nausea is a nuisance, but who has the time to go looking for the remedy?
Back to the roots you swore you left behind for good
The different variations of the message were never quite understood
Turn out the light and abruptly lose sight of the task at hand
Eat another helping or two if the first one tasted bland
Don't you know the value of a dollar? Do you get it yet?
The tales are only growing taller, do you regret it yet?
The nausea is a nuisance but it's bound to pass eventually
The nausea is a nuisance, but who has the time to go looking for the remedy?
Watch in total horror as the numbers drastically begin to drop
The bubble that's protecting the last bit of hope is about to pop
There's an end-date in your rear-view mirror that's gaining speed
An unbearable wake-up call must be the thing I need
The free trial's about to expire and now it's time to pay
You had a chance to prepare but you chose to save it for another day
Waste away, waste away
You dropped your pin-sized sliver of focus in a stack of hay
Don't you know the value of a dollar? Do you get it yet?
The tales are only growing taller, do you regret it yet?
The nausea is a nuisance but it's bound to pass eventually
The nausea is a nuisance, but who has the time to go looking for the remedy?
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Bungee Chord
01:09
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I fell to my knees, tugged on a sleeve, forfeit a prize I could never retrieve
Rightly assumed, salted the wound, no way to back-peddle, guess that we're doomed
Hastily choose a path then double cross, turn to stone and wait for the moss
You are now we, but maybe we are not here to stay
Too embarrassed to show my face (turn to stone and wait for the moss)
Came in last place in the trivial race (turn to stone and wait for the moss)
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Carousel Quarter Horse
02:57
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I've been doing laps since the crack of dawn
Everything you see has been painted on
My skin chips and peels, still my body is glowing
The fun is one-sided but there's no way of knowing
Don't let the bright lights fool you
My back is aching and I could use some rest
A well-constructed show might make you second guess
The melody grows stale but carries on the same
Nobody bats an eye, to them it's all a game
Round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round
Couldn't get myself ahead if I tried
We will never see the end of this ride
Hold on tighter and try to keep your composure
Doesn't get brighter, we will never find any closure
Don't let the bright lights fool you
I just want to ride off into the distance and never look back once
My back is aching and I could use some rest
A well-constructed show might make you second guess
The melody grows stale but carries on the same
Nobody bats an eye, to them it's all a game
Round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round
I just want to ride off into the distance and never look back once
My back is aching and I could use some rest
A well-constructed show might make you second guess
The melody grows stale but carries on the same
Nobody bats an eye, to them it's all a game
Round and round
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Night Nurse
02:05
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Can we keep the closed captions on? I can hear, but I fear I'm hearing wrong
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Kneecap Soup
02:11
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The coup's been flown, little to hide behind
Longing to blend into the backdrop and be paid no mind
Is that too much to ask? It sure does feel that way
I want to blossom as much as I try to decay
Not every dog gets to have its day, the delay was welcome until it overstayed
I can't pretend we can't see the end around the bend
Examine closely, then try to emulate
Stuff your face before you regurgitate
I just can't relax
Try not to squeeze too hard, over-protect or guard, take note of the belongings you've had to discard
Might be easy and the peddle just hasn't been pressed, think it's time to keep all of my cards close to my chest
The itch cannot be scratched, the needy cannot go without, hold on by a finger and silence the doubt
Might be easy and the peddle just hasn't been pressed, think it's time to keep all of my cards close to my chest
I just can't relax
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