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Bad Dreams
03:07
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Growing pains, polluted traditions
Painting entertainment on our politicians
Package the waste. build your disguise
Mixing up your bible with the Lord of the Flies
Do your bad dreams keep you awake
These growing pains, this whole thing’s insane
Trying not to sweat while our house is in flames
And all I can take away is the shakes
Drown out the dread with another mistake
So turn back on your darkness
And look homeward angel
They say, “you’ve got a bright future”
Too bad it ends tomorrow
And still your bad dreams keep you awake
Somehow your bad dreams keep you awake
What do you tell yourself at night
When your sweating through the sheets
When you’re crawling with the heat
Where all your ghosts and ghouls reside
The darkest corners of your mind
They’re calling out tonight
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2. |
Chorus Girl
03:44
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Chorus Girl, I’m bound for cover
Peel me off this interstate line
And the sharpened splinters of desire
They cut through the cobwebs in my mind
You know that I can hardly wait
I can hardly wait to
Burn our fingers through
Your dad’s classic rock collection
And I know your favourite disc
It’s an old Tom Petty classic
Girl, I know that you’re a dancer
We’re gonna twist these nights away
If you’ll bare with me, Chorus Girl
And Chorus Girl, do you believe me when I say
That I never miss much of anything
And I don’t want to be your mystery
Or your hollow, cut-throat, organ thief
Don’t throw the rose in the river
Bare with me
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3. |
We're Both Still Alive
02:17
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You were the first to second guess it
And I was the last one to say no
Through the footprints in the darkness
We’d stumble home
We were restless on rooftops
In cities we don’t know
Hiding from those flashing lights
We were so goddamn stoned
The highs and lows, they come and go
Can you believe
That we’re both still alive
So light the candles and let them burn
Hell, burn them at both ends
Like the night with the molotov
Cocktails in both our hands
The highs and lows, they come and go
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4. |
Under Streetlights
00:57
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The twilight of our youth illuminated
Skipping seconds, under streetlights that blind
There’s love and there’s sin
And some warmth in your skin
Dust gathers ‘round our eyes
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5. |
Ride It Out
03:40
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Did you forget, forget how to write again
All the ink stains are starting to run dry
They said just write, they said just write
So I just wrote
And it poured out like a transatlantic storm
For the next day, it’ll sink down to the bottom
They said just swim, to ride this out
So we’ll ride this out
Do you remember where we were?
You said, “There’s nowhere else in the world”
So we’ll ride this out
With cheap spirits to chase the ace
And the bluff that you called love
No, its not the end of the world
Just a splinter of disaster
It’s just the ice on the road that sent the van out of control
Or the thief who finally got it in the end
But when the lynch-pin to your great escape starts crumbling
We’ll ride this out
Swear to me that there’s no place you would rather be
Cause I swear to you that there’s no place I would rather be
Than right here with you
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6. |
Waiting For Rain
04:03
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I know that dollars ain’t for dreamers
I know that happiness is strange
They found your father with his dog tags
Left you to carry out his name
There’s a motion in the ocean
A baby crying on the plane
O, what turbulent emotion
Flying through clouds, casting shade
I’m still waiting
I’m still waiting for the rain
To wash me away
I heard that lookouts are for lovers
Parked out in cars on second dates
I heard their limbs were innocent
Till Eden tarnished their blank slates
There’s a darkness in that garden
A sin that slithers through the trees
On what elegance we started
Before temptation turned disease
I lost my wallet, lost my keys
Lost my innocence in a dream
I stood by in disbelief as she walked away
I watched the moon lay about
I heard some people scream and shout
But it never meant anything to me
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7. |
Will We Ever Know
03:11
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There is life and then death
Filling up with regret
Pick up the puzzle pieces, ‘till your last breath
Achievements and mistakes
I’ll take the praise, you take the blame
No two people are the same
I’m passing through the mountains again
And I have not changed on my end
The season’s are changing and I’m not blaming you, my friend
For letting me down again
Picked up a magazine off the shelf
And saw this young girl hating herself
Accepting the world telling her who she has to be
The night sky opens up, we left the city in our dust
No one’s awake for miles around and now I can see
Waiting for something to happen
Something worth saving
This life on the road
Displacing ourselves all over
Asking life’s questions
Will we ever know?
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8. |
Cyanide Stories
04:05
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Take it from me, you’re a bleeder
Your heart is written on your sleeve
Compassion, it spills out from your speech
Take it from me, that you’re honest
And they believe you when you speak
And that’s a tough hurdle to leap
Take that from me
I know took that from you, he’s a liar
And he’s been dining with the rats
And sponsoring the cowards
I know he took that from you, but you’re alright
Hell, just look at what you’ve built
Light a fire to the guilt
The father, son and holy ghost
They don’t talk to me no more
We danced around like the Brat Sisters
But we don’t have to stay here anymore
So smoke another cigarette, watch it shine
We swore we’d quit by 25, but bad habits stain tonight
We’re just another cyanide Cinderella story
Sister, we’ll be fine
And when it finally crossed her mind
That she could leave this all behind
She split for the coast
To kill the ghost before his prime
And then it finally crossed her mind
That we could burn the city tonight
Cause we are arsonists.
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9. |
Wolves Gather
03:21
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Posters plastered on the wall
Bubblegum love: the pre-teen noose
A diary for secret words
Some makeup to cover the bruise
When your house split in two
You went out searching for a different truth
Suzanna, has got that New York City smile
Suzanna, is but the ghost of a child
Did the leaves shake the ground
And make that hometown beacon sound
When the wolves gathered ‘round
To pick your bones clean from the clouds
Did it sting? did it stick
Can flailing arms still scratch that itch
Did you find your lover after midnight
Can you pull some gold from all this grey
Under streetlights, you found the world.
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10. |
Hurricane Head
03:23
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This graveyard, it’s only half full
And through the crooked gates
I can count all the stones
Her hurricane head is stirring up again
And her ex-lover’s treason is the reason
She calls me instead
How long can you live like a ghost
What was once here, it is no more
And now everybody’s got their point of view
It’s just that mine’s over hear
And I can see right through you
From your half blood truce to your hollow lies
From those half blood truths in her wine soaked eyes
What was once here, it is no more
She said, “the ragged reaper’s back at it again.”
Yeah, it’s got a hold, the hurricane in her head
Was it something she did, or maybe something she said
She’s been falling in love with the dead
And going in and out of her hurricane head.
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11. |
Modern World
02:48
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Let there be songs for the workers
And songs for the drunks
Songs for the lovers who just can’t get back up
And down in the alley, Suzy’s looking for her crutch
Her feet are so tired
Let there be streetlights so bright
They block out the moon
Hashtags and gasoline and impending doom
Out on the rigs, Sammy’s working for his food
One hand in his pocket, the other in his tomb
How do we live in this modern world
Let there be laugh lines so heavy
And teardrops so light
Wintery darkness
In the generation plight
Out on the front lines there falling with the tide
We’ve got to move past it now
Hatred and doomsday devices
Just leave us to our own sunken vices
I hate to break it to you
The ‘20s are coming but we’ll never roar again
The ‘20s have come but we’ll never roar again
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12. |
Lovers After Midnight
03:48
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Scratch the itch of the accidents
You burned all the evidence
All the poison in increments
Still it was funny to see you there
Now we’re just lovers after midnight
Now let’s boil, boil our bad blood
Return my innocence and I’ll give back your house key
And you can give back my records
Still it was funny to see you there
Now we’re just lovers after midnight
And I was tongue-tied in the morning, I was fried
We’re just lovers after midnight
To contest, in our defence
You were not wrong
But nor was I
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The Penske File Burlington, Ontario
Burning with the earth in symmetry
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