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All This Whiskey
03:10
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Where should I go, who should I be, is this the real me, am I figmentary? Just another dillusional, tree climbing rock skipping fool.
Well all my friends they're slobs like me, just like this boy in the mirror I see.
What's my task oh what's my job? Is there anything more to me except for all the whiskey?
Chorus
I've been lost woah oh oh. oh I've been found.
I've mostly just been hanging around
I've been lost woah oh oh oh, oh I am found
I've mostly just been hanging around
I'm more like a ghost than I am a god, I'm bigger than life but yet a pass and a nod.
I'm the only person at the party you'll never see, until the introduction, or until that whiskey's inside me. Oh until that whiskey's inside, until that whiskey's inside oh yeah.
(Chorus)
Jesus Christ I've been lying now I've gotta hear over and again about you dying.
Some of my friends well they love their pain, but I just let it pass by like the fucking rain, go!
(Chorus)
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I'll leave it alone this time at least until the weekend.
All the grief people keep and all of their fear.
Search through the silence for feelings a little less bitter.
A new morning take a smile on my face thinking of all that keeps me here.
Chorus
Would you nod your head if I could say all the right things? Would you repeat every breathe if I gave them for free? Cause none of this song really matters, unless you sing along with me.
All the things that keep me here
There's no simple answer to such complex questions, or maybe we're reading to deep into everything. Do we trade this comfort for intellect, or is the problem all this time we've left to reflect? I think we focus too much on the pain and ensuing fear, instead of thinking of all the things that keep us here.
Chorus
All the things that keep me here
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Have ya got any plans tonight? (No, nothing yet.) You and I can plan on drinking I've got days to forget. Another night at the dirty bar, and nothing will change. I'm only ten drinks in and you're saying, "boy you're acting strange, oh yeah.)
Chorus
When the night it comes my conscious dies, my body keeps moving with a glaze upon my eyes. If I hurt you last night don't forgive me yet. I don't remember much but probably meant every word that I said.
The bar stools are filthy and there's a dude pissing on the floor. Now you're grinding up on me I think I just called you a whore. The dude dancing next to us well he laughs a little bit. I guess that makes your shame worth it, I guess that makes all this worth it.
You swim you way teary eyed to the restroom. I make my way back to the bar stool. Telling all the boys around me I know you'll be back. I can see in their eyes I make them sick. Thinking to myself, "come on kid get over it.' Yeah!
Chorus
Come on boy keep drinking up drink it up. (repeat)
Come on boy you can't ever have enough.
Chorus
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I keep to myself, it's the only thing I'm good at keeping. You can keep whatever you want, but trust it will never be me. Oh and if you ever get lonely, if you wanna stand beside, well maybe we can go out and have a couple of drinks. Cause i'm pretty good at drinking just like my daddy and every important poet whose every come before. But don't you get to close I'm scared you'll see things that most people will never see about me.
Chorus
If you wanna stay awhile I'll stick around for your smile, trust that you will never keep me.
If you wanna stay even longer maybe I'll sing you a song or two I can't promise you much but they might be about you.
Just know I'd never try to hurt you with no plans to desert you, but sometimes things they just don't work out right. Oh and if you ever need me you'll know where to find me I'll be a white line or shitty party away. Cause I've been searching for perfection but found none in existence. I realize now it's cause we're all so full of shit. But if ya wanna get to know me I'll try and let ya. Let's have a drink and maybe we'll let sin in.
Chorus
2nd chorus
If you wanna stay awhile I'll stick around for your smile, trust that you will never keep me.
If you wanna stay even longer maybe I'll sing you a song or two I can't promise you much but I might be your object of affection.
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Haircuts
04:01
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Can you feel my chest? It's almost beating through the floor boards as you hurl your questions at me in hoards. Two eyes can feel like a thousand glares when you're standing on cracked ground. All this petty small talk lingers and I don't wanna make a sound. So you're educated now don't mean you've gotta put me down, say I'd never go anywhere. We all go somewhere baby!
Chorus
And you'll hear me say we're just as dumb as yesterday
We've just got better haircuts
And that's okay what've we gotta lose with talks of shame, well how about everything, fucking everything.
Have you seen this face it hasn't been this pale in years. Well I guess we've just been lying on all our fears. In that shitty bar we were listening to them rock bands play. We were just trying to keep our drunken feet in time all day. But still I see you looking over your shoulders constantly. Were you just trying to keep those ghosts at bay?
Chorus
And you'll hear me say we're just as dumb as yesterday
We've just got better haircuts.
And that's okay what've we gotta lose with talks of shame?
well how about everything fucking everything.
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How could we ever forget the nights that we spent with no where to go. Well we were wasted all alone smoking with our heads out your bedroom window. We were searching inside for everything that we had ever tried to hide. Well it was just one more scandal too much to handle. When you're no longer well. I'll be seeing you, oh I'll be seeing you in hell.
Chorus
What is it you're trying to say behind this regret? As I stand silent holding my breathe. Well you're raising your voice again!
I guess I should just be greatful, that you're no longer thankful for what it is I gave to you.
You've broken the chains that bind and I don't care. NO, I don't care.
We construct monuments to hide all of our misfortunes, and through the looking glass we see all of our distortions. And you're in a sad state. Just like the last date, that I saw you. You've been crying again.
Chorus
outro
You're in a sad state just like the last date I saw you you've been crying again.
(As I cross your name off the list of The Greatest People Alive.)
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Evasive Maneuver Minneapolis, Minnesota
Punk rock, with a twist of folk, and a little pop. If we're rocking... something, something, something.
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