1. |
Wooden Swords
03:22
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I would love
To see you in the rafters
Fill your voice with laughter
Like when we were kids
We used to live like boys
Branches built for sword play
Before the boredom said "hey,
You'll feel just like Jesus' Son"
I think of it time to time
The very first crime I
Had a share in never made a dime
I know, it's just for show
Don't need those teenage woes
Now and then
I see you on my lit screen
New haircut and a lip ring
But what about me?
I've hardly been an angel
But want to see if you're well
Still live your life in pastel
Still keen to raise a little hell
I think of it time to time
The very first crime I
Had a share in never made a dime
I know, it's just for show
Don't need those teenage woes
I think of the juvenile
The laissez faire style
We sent our worries down the River Nile
I know, it's just for show
Don't need those teenage woes
Hold our breath
Deep beneath the pool
Indian Summer
Sometime after school
Both our feet
Burning on the tar
Who would've guessed
It was tearing us apart
Both our chests
Tried our very best
I'm sure
I think of it time to time
The very first crime I
Had a share in never made a dime
I know, it's just for show
Don't need those teenage woes
I think of the juvenile
The laissez faire style
We sent our worries down the River Nile
I know, it's just for show
Don't need those teenage woes
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2. |
Fluent in Candor
02:50
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Shit could hit the fan but
What am I supposed to do?
All other paths traveled
Would be routes lead astray from you
And all of my friends
Fluent in Candor
Refer to texts
And times when I’ve pandered
And pedaled snake oil
That claims to bring bliss
But only found Ignorance born from a kiss
And I say I trust you
And I really do
So fuck all of these voices
In the Peanut Gallery
So long as you share what you’re thinking
I’ll be yours or whatever that means
And all of my friends
Fluent in Candor
Refer to texts
And times when I’ve pandered
And pedaled snake oil
That claims to bring bliss
But only found Ignorance born from a kiss
And I say I trust you
And I really do
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3. |
Singing in the Mirror
02:55
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It’s a breeze to change how you walk
Harder to go and change how you talk
Through the passing days
It’s a phase
I cry and croon with conviction
Hairbrush in the reflection
Is that really me?
Or some freak?
I could gaze but I’d rather peak
Baby I’ve spelled my name so many ways
I’ll write it like I used to do
Baby I’ve dolled this face so many ways
I’ll smile so you can see it too
I’ve fallen for the passing fads
Flannel shirts and bearded masks
Now I add my touch
Never too much
I’m carving into the stone
An adage I can claim as my own
I may not make a move
But I’ll groove
As I sink to the ocean blue
Baby I’ve spelled my name so many ways
I’ll write it like I used to do
Baby I’ve dolled my face so many ways
I’ll smile so you can see it too
And maybe there’s a little part of me that thinks
I’m sucking on smoke
And maybe there’s a little part of me that thinks
It’s all a joke
And now I beg of you to
Head inside the room
Shut the door, put on some tunes
Move real slow, turn the lights down low
Just before we
Just before we go
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4. |
Dumb Kids
02:57
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What’s the harm
In a harmless coffee date
We could talk astrology
And the bands that we both hate
No I’m no killer but
I’m getting how you feel
If I go missing chances are
You’ll be near
And we’ll wake up
‘Cause the door won’t shut
I would be all yours
If you’d be all mine
I would be all yours
If you’d be all mineI would be all yours
If you’d be all mine
Cracked again
By another tongue in cheek
Joke made of our day to day
Stuck in traffic in the heat
You knock me dead
In that triple XL tee
I’m not trying to sappy but
It’s hard when you’re so sweet
Oh yeah, you heard me
I’m really that cheesy
I would be all yours
If you’d be all mine
I would be all yours
If you’d be all mineI would be all yours
If you’d be all mine
I’ll admit that
We’re just some dumb kids
Held on by few wits
We have our hang ups about the institutions
Let them go
Let them grow
I would be all yours
If you’d be all mine
I would be all yours
If you’d be all mineI would be all yours
If you’d be all mine
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