1. |
Later On
03:56
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Beat the record
Run, run faster than your veins
The angry firestorm's
Fantastically insane
Our temples pounding
Our existence is a fight
We all just had some peace
All we want now are our rights
And we're gonna lose our
We're gonna lose our minds
Tonight's the night to have fun
And everything went wrong (and baby, you're so gone)
You have no, you have no clue what has become (you have done)
But I'll tell you later on
I'll tell you later
Turn on the monitors
It's time to go to war
100 points is something
Added to the score
Pull the universe
Till it's split open wide
Stretch it out
About to find out what's inside
And we're gonna lose our
We're gonna lose our minds
Tonight's the night to have fun
And everything went wrong (and baby, you're so gone)
You have no, you have no clue what has become (you have done)
But I'll tell you later on
I'll tell you later
Later on, Later on (REPEAT)
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2. |
Again
05:34
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Just another day
Please God
Another way out
Cold steel against my head
Just watch I'm out of breath
I sleep
With the gore and ashes pasted to me
None of it's the truth
None of it's the truth
And it messed me up
But it hasn't done enough
So take another swing at me
Keep me up once more, please
I'm alive
Again
Again
Try to help me, please
It follows me back home
It calls me on the phone
It's out
So bust up the whole house
The windows fly about
You'll sleep
With the therapy and I'll be fine
None of it's the truth, none of it's the truth
And it messed me up
But it hasn't done enough
I drive up to the top
Who cares, it doesn't stop
And you see everything I see
You breathe everything I breathe
I'm kicked around enough
Begging you to leave me alone
So take another swing at me
Take another swing at me...
Take another swing at me
Keep me up, once more please
I'm alive
Again
It's nothing but a song
It's nothing but a song
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3. |
Everything's Good
05:06
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Oh, look at me
I'm more happy than I've ever been
Even alone
I'm so alone
Slick glances shot
Playing games I know I'll never win
But it's all good
Yeah, it's all good
Comparisons, we got palaces and caviar
And I don't mind, yeah I don't mind
I'm unimpressed, your naivety won't get you too far
Everything's good,
Everything's good without you
Don't you see I'm alone and I got no one to hold?
Don't you see I'm alone?
Everything's Good
Ooh, I declare, I can't find anyone anywhere
It's all the same, stuff is the same
I wear a fake smile
It's apparent, man that I don't care
No, I don't care
I do not care
Clouds in my head,
And the weather forecast never lies
The raindrops fall, the raindrops fall
Pardon my French
My Napoleon complex in your eyes
Everything's good
Everything's good without you
Don't you see I'm alone
And I got no one to hold?
Don't you see I'm alone?
Everything's Good
Don't you see I'm alone? x3
Oh, why does it
Why does it have to happen this way?
This is a lie
It's all a lie
Don't you see I'm alone
And I got no one to hold?
Don't you see I'm alone?
Don't you see I'm alone
And I got no one to hold?
Don't you see I'm alone?
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4. |
Jet
03:06
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I'm gonna leave one day
I like it here, but I can't go
I'm gonna leave one day
And I could care less where I go
You got a problem, tell the management
Cause we all have things to worry about
You say you're cold, well I don't give a shit
I'm the king, I'll rule the castle grounds
I'm the king, I'll rule the castle grounds
Cause I've lived all my life in isolation
In isolation
Don't ever come close to me
You have this god damn habit and it's strange
Just let me be who I'm supposed to be
I already know that I'm deranged
I already know that I'm deranged
Hey, no offense, but I don't know you
Hey, no offense, but I don't know you
I've lived all my life in isolation, isolation
Take everything that makes you human
Take everything
Throw it against the wall
Take everything that you don't want to
Take everything
Take everything
I'm gonna leave one day
I like it here but I can't go
I'm gonna leave one
And I could care less where I go
Hey, no offense, but I don't know you
Hey, no offense, but I don't know you
Cause I've lived all my life in isolation
Isolation
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5. |
Song 5 (Even Know)
04:11
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I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to talk, it's true
Well maybe I did, but it doesn't matter, what does it matter?
I always feel like this when I feel I'm close to you
And all I hear (inside is) (is this) endless chatter, this random chatter
I really never was a charismatic person, for certain
And you don't care for me at all
But even with the false sense of aversion, sense of aversion
I feel I wouldn't let you fall
So, I say
You don't even, you don't even know
You don't even know who you are
You don't even, you don't even know, oh oh oh oh
I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to speak
But hey, it happens for a reason, right, no reason right?
One look at you just makes my knees feel weak
It's just my way of being so uptight, I am so all right
Her laugh is forced, of course
It's always close, but no cigar
It's nothing but a damn embarrassment, embarrassment
(Owen, your assistance is required)
You know, it's easy when I'm thinking 'bout her from afar
It's hard for me to express my content, express my content
Solitary
Mirages of
Anyone and everyone at all
Put up your blinders
It goes to show
You don't even know
Who you
Are
You don't even, you don't even know
You don't even know who you are
I don't even I don't even know
Oh, oh, oh, oh
You don't even, you don't even know
You don't even know who you are
I don't even I don't even know
Oh, oh, oh, oh
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6. |
Hyperactive!
05:09
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I dare, you, try to rearrange, my friend
Sitting in a room for hours on end
I know this is wrong
I know it's all wrong
The thoughts I have during captivity
Deranged and sane are all the same to me
Cause it's not right
Cause none of this is right
Straightjacket closes in
Hug me close, I can't get away
Try to change the way I am
I promise you I'll stay the same
Cause I'm gonna be
Hyperactive
Gonna be
Hyperactive
A couple years I've fumbled with the lock
I need a pill to think, a pill to talk
A pill to help me sleep
Why can't I fucking sleep?
Straightjacket closes in
Hug me close, I can't get away
Try to change the way I am
I promise you I'll stay the same
Cause I'm gonna be
Hyperactive
Gonna be
Hyperactive
Cause I'm gonna be
Hyperactive
Gonna be
Hyperactive
Gonna be
Gonna be
Gonna be
Gonna be
I'm gonna!
(YEAH)
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7. |
Nighttime
03:46
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In the nighttime
I'm a pile of smokin' red
Said in the nighttime
Baby I'm a pile of smokin' red
I'mma pick up all those pieces baby
And I
And I'm sure I might as well be dead
Thinkin' bout you, baby
Is the hardest thing I can do
I said uh thinkin' bout you baby
I said uh thinkin' bout you baby
Hardest thing I can do
And when it's time for me to come around honey
Something won't let me make love to you
(But I do, here we go!)
(Broomes, turn that shit up)
Woohoo
In the nighttime, yeah
In the nighttime
In the nighttime
In the nighttime, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH
In the nighttime
In the nighttime
In the nighttime
In the nighttime!!!
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8. |
Morning
06:02
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You look so good in the glow of your car
Don't know what is wrong, I'll try to take it from the start
Your proclamations and your joking
Yeah it's always, so good, so good
I'm a stone-cold spineless joker
And I'm constantly fed up
I'm anxious (x4)
Ohhh ohh
Don't count your cards, don't count your cards in the dark
Read it and weep
There's no more Mister Nice Guy anymore
You're going away
You're going away for a while
So just get some sleep
And maybe we'll be better when the morning comes
When the morning comes
The night, it burns
As cinders descend from the sky
You hug me in my tearing coat
You let another arrow fly
I sit around blue walls and wonder
Push the second hand around the dial
If the sun never shows up
Just promise you'll give me a smile
I'm anxious (x4)
Don't count your cards, don't count your cards in the dark
Read it and weep
There's no more Mister Nice Guy anymore
You're going away
You're going away for a while
So just get some sleep
And maybe we'll be better when the morning comes
When the morning comes
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9. |
The Thinker (Prelude)
02:21
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10. |
The Valley Riot
05:44
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The waiting time is over
The doc will see you now
Our morals turn to vapor
Authority will bow
So let's, let's make this thing official
It's time to have a little
Self respect
Cause it's, it's time to bring the fire
Cause it's the Valley Riot
So you can say to me I'm the lucky one
Getting expelled, tortured by Assumption
But that's the worst I've had it
Living like this sure beats the lottery
And everyone around is like peaches and cream
Everyone has angels' wings
Everyone can learn to fly
All of us, we're all collectors
Just take a seat and try to recollect, you hopeless case
Conspiracies from our professors
So stick around to pass the time
The trees shine from the sun like strobing lights
The nights of love and days of sacrifice
Shut. Your. God. Damn. Mouth
They hire people to paint the clouds to white
The trapeze angels never get caught mid-flight
They have their 401Ks
And everything is A-OK
So you can say
That life is evil
A box of rusty nails
You reach in
Crossing all free fingers
Ungrateful without fail
Turn it inside
Turn it inside
Turn it inside
Turn it inside
Turn it out
Turn it out
Turn it out
Turn it out! Yeah !
(Hey)
(Hey)
The waiting time is over
I'm glad you had your fun
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