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M.A.D.
03:52
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Guess I should've seen it coming
Read the signs for what they were
Sat there wasted while the flames gutted the house
Watched the smoke dissipate
No one said that this was simple
Never made it out to be
Sometimes the truth is just a bitter pill
Couldn't give us what we need
It won't be fire
It won't be brimstone
It won't be something that's falling from the sky
It will be more like resigned omission
In the end when it all falls apart
We won't be counted
We never showed up
And when we did they said just do what we want
How many times can we choose between disasters
How can someone so smart be so wrong
It won't be fire
It won't be brimstone
It won't be something that's falling from the sky
It will be more like resigned omission
In the end when it all falls apart
I know that you'll be much better without me
I guess that some things will never change
I hope by now you have filled all your voids in
I know mine will remain
It won't be fire
It won't be brimstone
It won't be something that's falling from the sky
It will be more like resigned omission
In the end when it all falls apart
It won't be fire
It won't be brimstone
It won't be something that's falling from the sky
It will be more like resigned omission
In the end when it all falls apart
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FVCKING boring
02:03
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Being good at singing is fucking boring
I'm never ever auditioning for TV
I know you want to
But you don't have to compliment me
Being good at singing is fucking boring
I scored well on my SATs
But I can't be proud
Of things that come easy to me
Get lost, do it anyway
I'm small but I get big on stage
No one is taking that away
That's the takeaway
I don't want to belt that note
I don't want to nail that run
I just want it ripping through my body
I just want it dripping off my tongue
Get lost, do it anyway
I'm small but I get big on stage
No one is taking that away
That's the takeaway
Being good at singing is fucking boring
Being good at singing is fucking boring
Being good at singing is fucking boring
Being good at singing is fucking boring
Get lost, do it anyway
I'm small but I get big on stage
No one is taking that away
That's the takeaway
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3. |
WHSMF
04:31
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We're having so much fun
Bathed in the blood of the young
It's just the time of our lives
I know you're on our side
I'll try and pull some strings
And call some favors in
I'll see what I can do
Mind you, I can make lies true
You see I'm everywhere
I know what you do
When you think that you're alone
I'm there with you
You know I'm watching you from your phone
It's almost like you want me to
You know that this is true
Yeah you still do
All the things that you do
You know I'm watching that too
You know I'm watching that too
We're having so much fun
Blocking out the sun
Only a few more years
Can I delay your fears
I'll try and pull some strings
And call some favors in
I'll see what I can do
Mind you, I can make lies true
You see I'm everywhere
I know what you do
When you think that you're alone
I'm there with you
You know I'm watching you from your phone
It's almost like you want me to
You know that this is true
Yeah you still do
All the things that you do
You know I'm watching that too
You know I'm watching that too
We're having so much fun
But now the race is run
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4. |
See Or Be Seen
02:52
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At the stroke of midnight
Makes you feel alive, alight
It's alright
I hope the party's cool
I hope there's someone new
Like you
They said to come in at the back door
Now we're moving the rooms
To see or be seen
I'm taking off my coat
I look the part, I hope
The music's loud
We have to shout
We go outside
To smoke and hide
I'm having fun
I'll remember this forever
There's no way of knowing
If you're in the right place
Grab a drink
There's no way to show
The world
You're young, you're the one
The music's loud
We have to shout
We go outside
To smoke and hide
I'm having fun
I'll remember this forever
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5. |
Oh, Shore
03:23
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It's all coming back
Just in time to crack
Laps around the track
Painting all my windows black
It's all the same to me now
Like we've been here before
Nothing ever stops
Bottom rising to the top
Closed up all the shops
Board the windows, fuck the cops
It's all the same to me now
Like we've been here before
Tear the pages from the book
Everywhere I look it's the same damn thing
Time is like a lucky crook
Laughing while he took my name and crossed it out
It's all the same to me now
Like we've been here before
It's all the same to me now
Like we've been here before
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The Leatherbound Books Burlington, Vermont
The Leatherbound Books blend pop-tinged indie rock with crushing low self-esteem to create music fit for a solo lap at your local roller rink or a ride in the back of a mid-90s station wagon. This Burlington VT based trio get louder all the time, leaving their folksy roots behind and CRANKING DISTORTION! ... more
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