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Saturday
01:51
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When you wake up
You see it's Saturday
Nothing to do
Nothing
The weekend
Starts on Saturday
Looking for something to do
Now I'm up
It's 7am on a Saturday
I look around for something to do
Bored out of my mind
Knowing full well
Only one thing can satisfy
On a Saturday
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2. |
Anxious Traveler
01:24
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No
Not another
Weird thought
Running through me
There's a red dot
From a gun
Trained right on me
I am an anxious traveler
No
No I can't
Leave behind
What hasn't happened
Please excuse me
I'm a time travel captain
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3. |
Torn ACL
01:15
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Growing apart
Just a little
Hurts my heart
When the needle moves
I haven't
Felt this way in a long time
And I hoped I wouldn't
Now there's something cooking
Are you sure you want to send that out
Last week we thought
The dog was going to die
Maybe I'm not in the frame of mind
To handle anything well
Only time will tell
If the drugstore
Psychic
Was right about me and you
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4. |
Lucky Twist
01:18
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Don't you dare
Point that knife at me
The lucky draw
It was never drawn to me
There you go
You see how you pushed me
Into a corner
I'm flashing my hungry teeth
There's a blade
In the mirror
Edge of knife
Takes a slice right through me
I've never been
Lucky with a sharp
Lucky with a sharp object
I can't have sharp things
Give a little
Get a little
Risky if I twist like this
There you go
You see how you pushed me
Into a corner
I'm flashing my hungry teeth
There's a blade
In the mirror
Edge of knife
Takes a slice right through me
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5. |
Who's Who
02:21
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Who's the one
That needs to change here
Is it you or is it me
You can honestly say
Anything you want to say here
And call it what you believe
If that's how you want to play
Then that's how you can play it
But if you just breathe god damnit
Breathe for a minute
Things would be so much easier
Maybe we could find each other
Behind the eyes
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6. |
Clocking Workaholics
01:42
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Flat feet
Bad back
Got old
Real fast
Love lost
Wounds dressed
Hard times
Hard pressed
Dichotomy
Ubiquitous
I'm running out of steam
Maybe I'll rest for once
You're never too old to grow up
Man they grow up too fast
No it don't last
Nothing ever lasts
My hip won't bend into the Buddha shape
It's a reminder of the way I'm made
My hip won't fit into my skeleton frame
It's a reminder of ancestry gained
I'm not quite walking right
So when I get to be aged 94
My hip might be gone
I guess there's nothing wrong with that
You're never too old to grow up
Man they grow up too fast
No it don't last
Nothing ever lasts
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7. |
Headaches
02:27
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Your head aches
Another morning
We don't
Lift the shades
I try to help in some way
A pressure point
A cold compress
It's all just guessing in the wind
Dark clouds
Heavy rain
Basin's full
Bordering on the brim
I'm worried
What happens when
I'm old enough to know I don't
Have forever anymore with you
So I'm praying at the edge of the bed
My golden web
Reaches you in time
Sending my golden web
To you
Your head aches
Another morning
We don't
Lift the shades
I try to help in some way
A pressure point
A cold compress
It's all just guessing in the wind
Dark clouds
Heavy rain
Basin's full
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8. |
Long Gone
01:42
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The executioner
Pulls my sleeve
I'm in a fit of sleepy heat
The pipeline feeds me
My dirty reflection
Shameful idea
I went around
Took all the mirrors down
I don't want to see
What the world sees on me
Out dang spot
I've got
Somewhere to be
Now I'm strung out
I'm long gone
That's when
The executioner
Sets me to my knees
Draws up the guillotine
I'm in the grip
Of the
Obscene
A slow drip of days
Is the only chaser I've
Got in front me
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9. |
70 Summers
01:40
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I'm a young buck
I'm an old lion
I'm a cloudy day
But I'm still smiling
I don't want to waste anybody's time
Especially not mine
It's going to be a long ride
And I'm alright, alright, alright with that
That's fine
Seventy some odd Summers
Someday I'm going to go home
To the quiet undertaker
That lets me go into the undertow
I don't want to waste anybody's time
Especially not mine
It's going to be a long ride
And I'm alright, alright, alright with that
That's fine
I know nothing
I know nothing
I know nothing
I know
I know nothing
I know nothing
Hey, no nothing
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10. |
The Big Bear
02:58
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I can see the strings
I can see the smoke
I can breathe it in
And take another toke
I hit the wall for once
I bit the dust so what
I'm running low on good ideas
So don't call me if you need one
Don't listen to me
I'm just addicted to a thing too long
I wore too much on the key
Now I'm locked out
Am I on the brink
Have we really lost the big bear
It doesn't scare me now to think
I'm running out of things to think
I'm in the woodshed boiling grease
Weathered down by the toiling
I've got a little oil in my veins
I've got a little bile in my brain
Does it ever change back
Or are those days
In point of fact
Long gone
I can see the strings
I can see the smoke
I can breathe it in
And take another toke
I hit the wall for once
I bit the dust, so what
I'm running low on good ideas
So don't call me if you need one
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