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The backseat is comfy
Think you're walking on wires
So your sitting it out
One hand is honey
Put my head in the wall til I figure it out
Feel like a leech
So I'm pushing the heat
Guess I'm taking a seat
Push the cigarette lighter
Staple shoes to my feet
Critics pounding the street
People out here green
So I'm just holding it tighter
Psychobabble in my jug
I'll buy the long sleeves just to roll them up
We've got the spark to sedate your head
Just go to sleep and we'll burn your bed
Focused aggression
the feeling comes and it goes
tough to lasso it down
Focused obsession
Sometimes you sit in the car
And wonder what you're about
Feel like a leech
So I'm pushing the heat
Guess I'm taking a seat
Push the cigarette lighter
Staple shoes to my feet
Critics pounding the street
People out here green
Psychobabble in my jug
I'll buy the long sleeves just to roll them up
We've got the spark to sedate your head
Just go to sleep and we'll burn your bed
Wrote it down with pen in the dark
Self conscious of falling apart
One more step and that's just too far
Tearing all my insides apart
All my fake friends driving my car
Ghosted by the heavies all day
Don't have to talk to me that way
Overthink when we walk away
You can keep it here, you can stay
Hear you saying that it's not you
You're outta your head
I got that moving feeling
Tugging at my wrist
I see you talking when I'm driving
Through Palisades
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City Buses
04:04
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Ears are plugged into a broadcast membrane
Take the backpack fill it up with insane
Holey moley think that I know me
Tried too much now the hat is empty
Parachute to the city of no rain
Spent two years now I'm stuck in a parlay
Back and forth cause I don't trust anybody
Papers are piled and burning on my desk
Paid vacation positive vibration
Spent a year at your new space station
I wash my hair in a sink down the hall
Just don't write a message if somebody calls
"If It's The Beaches" made you cry
In city buses late at night
The low set in, you missed your ride
Still golden pieces in your eye
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Graveyard Shift
03:46
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So I never see the neon
When it's spelling something out
Taking second chances
Plug up the TV in my house
Don't understand the distaste
When I'm biting my own hand
Turn off the headlights
Take out my insides
Leave em on the dash
And now I'm disconnected
Cause my ears are disconnected
And it's paralyzing
Thinking something could make me choke
Piling upside down
Living in a graveyard shift
All my moments exist
Living in a time where nobody lives
And then I heard you humming
We were fighting with the sun
Worried about somethin'
Stare at the ceiling just for fun
Packing up emotions
Think about something outside
Wake up with traffic
Wake up with static
Wake up on the floor
And now I'm disconnected
Cause my feet are disconnected
From the sidewalk pavement
And the world underneath my coat
Piling upside down
Living in a graveyard shift
All my moments exist
Living in a time where nobody lives
Egg yolk on the carpet
The keys are hanging the door
Ya know I made up my mind
and my head says not to think like that anymore
I turn into something on the phone
Something I didn't even know
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Up the Stairs
03:49
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So I got worked up
Crawling up the stairs
You don't know me at all
Just the shoes that I wear
Quick identity crisis
So I'm cleaning up my room
I've been nowhere at all
I hope that I get back
We're stuck now
Part of the carpet
Fungous humongous
(It's priceless information)
I'm spilling decorative rocks
In the backseat
Self medicated by giving away
I lock myself in my cabinet every single day
It sounds like you guys are just trying too hard
Sell the couch, sell the fridge, sell the car
We're stuck now
Part of the carpet
Fungous humongous
(It's priceless information)
I'm spilling decorative rocks
In the backseat
(Put you on your feet)
There's your seeds and your garden
Guess you've been digging for this
And you get nervous while sleepin'
There's nothin' you wanna miss
And you wear shorts in the winter
Nothin' to cover your shins
So dry your knuckles are bleedin'
Your family says you look thin
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Sitting in a Tumble Room
03:26
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Talking Loud
03:35
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I parked north of the city
Underneath some lights
Everyone walks with their hands in their pockets
On a morning like tonight
I wonder am I okay
I guess it's moving too much
She said, "Give it a year, and by then
Everything will have a different touch."
Your eyes are moving in electrical lines
Your friends are all in the street
It's so easy to forget what's important
When you always have something to eat
I thought that things would be different
Look for feelings in the art
One thousand miles, sixteen hours,
And a dirty look at the bar
And I know feelings pass
You cut your hair in someone's backyard
Wake up humming
You're gonna find somebody new
And now I gotta get up early
To pull the poison out
Felt like everyone knew just what hey were doing
They were all just talking really loud
So I'll guess We're doin' okay
I thought that things would be different
Look for feelings in the art
One thousand miles, sixteen hours,
And a dirty look at the bar
And you know feelings pass
You cut your hair in someone's backyard
Wake up humming
You're gonna find somebody new
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The Basement
02:48
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We moved here
There's nothing to do
You're inside the living room
I've been here practicing for days
We papered up this town
Bought the shoes
Now we're walking around
I miss myself
I miss my dog
We seek the shelter of the basement
We put our noses on the pavement
We break the glass in celebration
Tie it up
I'm sorry I made my mind
Told you things that I thought were a lie
I used to wash my hands
A hundred times a day
I liked how the sun would end
A couple hours we would see it again
Having trouble with the time I spend
Seems a lot of it's afraid
We seek the shelter of the basement
We put our noses on the pavement
Breaking the glass in celebration
Tie it up
Tied together by our laces
We're done so erase it
Put up the money, put the cash down
Tie it up
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Flowers
04:07
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You're a freak
It takes one to know one
I wanna be
Far off and no fun
Got a walkie-talkie brain
Things going outta range
Easy I get caught up in winter
It's getting heavy but you will deliver
Can be addicted to the sound of my mouth
I dug a hole but I'm gonna get out
The sound of silence
Just another sound to me
Put the flowers in your vases
Tear the petals off and waste them
Smash the keys til my pockets bleed
Get the feeling it's real
I can go get brainwashed for free
With Some rhythm and feel
Two degrees away
And you're insane
Decide how you use
All of your fame
Hey there nothing's free
Keeping eyes on me
Type of lens can dig you a mountain
Tear down your castle I'll swim in your fountain yeah
Can be addicted to the sound of my mouth
I dug that hole but I'm gonna get out
I see no evil
Coming up the hill for me
Put the flowers in your vases
Tear the petals off and waste them
R-O-L-L-I-N-G
Bad thoughts
Are an animal that's mad at me
R-O-L-L-I-N-G
You don't know what you got into
When you go with me
Don't groove
Groove that close to me
Put the flowers in your vases
Tear the petals off and waste them
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Teeth
02:52
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I'll write with my hands
When I can barely stand
The sound of my voice at the door
Try to keep my sanity right
I'm pulling at straws
Guess jaws get locked
We try to talk
I can't get my point
Drag feet at the lake
Small talk I'm a fake
Words they click and then defrost away
Words are everything
They're not anything
Hope you hear something
I just can't say
My teeth fall out on the phone
I cannot feel
the steering wheel
The psycho
Peel me back away from who I am
You like the clouds
That come out my mouth
I drove it south
And never said what I think about
Drag feet at the lake
Small talk I'm a fake
Words they click and then defrost away
Words are everything
They're not anything
Hope you hear something
I just can't say
My teeth fall out on the phone
My teeth fall out on the phone
My teeth fall out on the phone
Drag feet at the lake
Small talk I'm a fake
Words they click and then defrost away
Words are everything
They're not anything
Hope you hear something
I just can't say
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We went a little far
Now I'm tied up on the pavement
Thought you thought of everything to do
Now it's too late and you wish you could erase it
Hauling bricks
To the top of the mountain
I keep them in my backpack to throw over the edge
keep 'em in my backpack to throw over the edge
And I know what I've been doing to you
Trying to fit my clothes size
I have taken you for granted
And I'm wrong
Guilt heads at 25
You didn't ask me to, but hey here we are
Your heart's so heavy when you're homesick
But I can't quit and load up the car
Hauling bricks
To the top of the mountain
I keep them in my backpack to throw over the edge
keep 'em in my backpack to throw over the edge
And I know what I've been doing to you
Trying to fit my clothes size
I have taken you for granted
And I'm wrong
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The Living Room
05:04
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Planted weeds inside the sand
Coffee stains and calculations on your hands
Meet me out there by my car
I'll be honest, I'm not quite sure who you are
Plastic cactus in the hand
A box of things that you think make me who I am
Maybe you just pulled the sheet
Over my eyes and everybody you meet
Gotta get away from here
And by 'here' I mean every little thing I fear
Stranded in the living room
I made the bed in my head waiting for the bloom
I love all your microorganisms
So tell me the truth get it out of your system
I see the little lies
Ask you how you're doing as I walk by
Give you the A to Z
At the same time I want sincerity
I love all your microorganisms
So tell me the truth get it out of your system
I love all your microorganisms
So tell me the truth get it out
Alright
I love all your microorganisms
So tell me the truth get it out of your system
I love all your microorganisms
So tell me the truth get it out
My mind it squares up
Complain and act tough
We never thought that our thoughts would become the scary stuff
I'm arguing about what's real
White knuckle on the steering wheel
I wake up wasting half the day
And think that I could keel
Over on your shoulder
So everyday I'm older
I don't like how jealous I can get
And I feel it smolder
Like I'm turning red in embers
Some good thing to remember
I keep my head above my hands
Just keep ticking, moving
I'm alright
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First Names Austin, Texas
First Names is an indie-fuzz psych-pop band in Austin, TX.
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