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Slinky
04:28
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Something is awfully out of place.
Choosing new life has made me stale.
Drag me back to our safe space.
Choosing new life has made me stale.
Warn me if you start to think that having this life has made me stale.
I won’t mind.
But hasn't your life just done the same?
Life has made you stale.
This life has made me stale, or you say.
What's caused you to feel that way
about what I have made?
This is how we both behaved.
Is it not the same?
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2. |
Better Off
04:58
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You’re better off alone than with someone like Eve.
You're better off to lie awake in a bed that's much too big.
You'd be better on your own than with someone like eve.
The sooner you can come to terms, the sooner you can be.
If honesty is a virtue, then I’ve got to hand it to you.
She might still carry her values, but they don’t always surface.
She’ll tell you whatever you like, whether you want it or not.
And maybe she’s not so perfect, but I’ve got to tell you she’s tried.
You realize that you don’t know her, so I guess I’ll hand it to you.
Any thought of reaction will turn her insides out.
When it's time to give comfort, attempts are only desperate.
It’s not that she makes it special, or that she even tries.
You’re better off alone than with someone like Eve.
You're better off to lie awake in a bed that feels too big.
You'd be better on your own than with someone like Eve.
The sooner you can come to terms, the sooner you can be.
She can never think of much to say, and if she could she wouldn’t anyway.
Infinite thoughts swim aimlessly and slip through her grasp before getting free.
She’d do anything to be alone, and her silence is her only controlled element, besides the sins.
With eyes painted white, she'll do what she’s told.
You’re better off alone than with someone like Eve.
You're better off to lie awake in a bed that’s much too big.
You'd be better on your own than with someone like Eve.
The sooner you can come to terms, the sooner you'll feel free.
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3. |
Slinky (Reprise)
01:13
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4. |
ATAL2
04:44
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Take me to the grave and I'll keep my American faith in the blue, red and white dream estate.
Bend me at the knee and knot the tie under my chin for lead or for one last judgement.
Sanity is not statistical in a world where some men are more equal.
Don't tell me it will end this way, don't tell me there's a price to pay.
Don't tell me it will end this way. Don't tell me.
While you toss and turn at night in your bed of lies
I hope you come across that thing you're so keen to find.
The repetition of repenting, the pleading, so tediously.
I don't see you and I don't hear you, but I can feel you.
Don't tell me it will end this way. Don't tell me there's a price to pay.
Don't tell me it will end this way. Don't tell me. Just don't tell me.
Don't tell me it will end this way. Don't tell me there's a price to pay.
Don't tell me it will end this way. Don't tell me. Just don't tell me.
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5. |
I Tried
02:18
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I guess I could be better at my "I'm sorry"s
and I could kiss you more than just goodnight
and when we're both under the weather
I could tell you to feel better
but I know that won't make everything right
but at least I could say that I tried.
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6. |
Feel It
05:45
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If this is how it's going to be
then I don't want to play in the game
I'd rather sit on the side.
If this is how it's going to be
then I don't want to take the ride.
It's not how it should be.
I want to hear there's more to see
if only I'd open my eyes.
Tell me that there's more to see.
Is this how it should be?
Then where will I confide?
It's not how it should be.
I've spent this so far life
knowing, for certain, one thing for sure.
Are you still listening,
or have I been talking to myself all along.
Am I wasting my time or just wasting yours?
Got to feel it.
Need to feel it in my blood.
Need to know it.
Am I wasting my time or am I wasting your time?
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Roy Tweedie Mars Hill, Maine
Music maker from New England.
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