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Moderation
02:03
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Too much of a good thing crippling anxiety
When shit is going wrong you sob in your room no one knows they don’t gotta
You just thought of another what if
Take a breath and sit down
You’re body’s achin' you’re demonstrating what burnout looks like
But you gotta live before you die right
Everything in moderation
Take it slow and have some patience
Hit the road and keep in mind it’s not about the destination
Everything in moderation
Including moderation
It’s so okay if you find that your mind is constantly racing
mmm
ooh ooh
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2. |
Red Door
05:31
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Hello, it's me, your frenemy
Being seen never again
Alone, alone, alone, lucky
Tell me to tend to the basil
Stirring the pot, I quit, forgot
Tasteless even with seasoning
A tree, some dirt, it couldn't hurt
To save me for later
A common sense, no goals and yet
I feel a future dire
Garnish my dish, my paycheck fix
Remind me how to be threatening
I crashed and split my lip to bits
There's copper in my wallet
My bike, my bus- it's late, I fuss
I will get to work later
I want to be a good soul, not a pure soul, not a bad soul
I want to be a good soul, not a bad soul, not a pure soul x2
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3. |
Seaside
01:57
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We live to see the day
feeling like we don’t deserve it at all
When you see it my way you can try to enjoy this better
You don’t have to listen to me or take my advice or whatever
Just listen to your heartbeat
rhythm in your feet they hurt more than ever
Be kind be kind to yourself
To yourself try it out
Try it out
Who knows maybe it’s easy
Ooooh Ooooh
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4. |
Late Is Late
04:55
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"Let's go out", but I can't imagine enjoying myself around too many people being much too much too loud
After all it's my day off of work and I'm tired and I just want to relax now
Trust me please when I say it sounds pleasant, but I'm hesitant to float amongst the crowd with my drink on
Echoing the Karaoke bar, forced to start up a conversation and be present enough not to drift apart or drown
I'll
Sleepx2
Let's be clear, I'll buy a beer or two
I wanna be close to you and watch you have a good time
Ask me anything you want to know about me I'll be honest and understanding til it's late and head home for the night
Truth be told, I'm feeling old and ready to settle down or be alone I want to travel the world but also stay dormant
Excuses, excuses, excuses I'm ready to cover an extra shift at work if it means I don't have to work it on the dance floor
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5. |
Reach You
03:44
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I just wanna reach you
Just wanna help you
Just wanna hurt you
Just want to make you feel inside
I just wanna touch you
Just wanna be near you
Want to make sure you’re feeling alright
I wanna know, I wanna know
Can you hear me singing
Do you care for what I have to say
Everything from my heart for you
For me, for you, from me to you
Consider it a thanks for everything
I just wanna reach you
Just wanna help you
Just wanna wow you
Just want to make you feel inside
I just wanna hush you just wanna be here with you all
Want to make sure you’re feeling alright
Is it lost on you
Everything that I do
Well you shake my hand at the very end
We pretend that we’re good friends
Like we’re not just some more lonely people clinging to each other’s assumed entitlement to validity of our existence
It’s expensive
We’re persistent
Trying not to be defensive now
Leaves your mouth feeling real sour
Getting more bitter by the hour
Later you’ll go home, take a hot shower
Oh gee, guess I couldn’t resist
Opening my mouth and spilling it out
Gee whiz
Cool beans let’s see
If I can guarantee a better part of me
Hit me up if I make the list
I’m sorry I don’t trust damn near anyone
Even though I trust damn near everyone
I get hurt, I get hurt it’s a pattern
Loyalty- it is what I am after
Past experience always fearing possibilities of the day
Bracing you for impact before you’re even on your way
You want it all- love, power, fame, clean fucking dishes and better pay
Stuck between wanting to leave and wanting to stay
Can’t commit but I’ll try anyway
I wanna
I just wanna reach you
Just wanna help you
Just wanna wow you
Just want to make you feel inside
I just wanna hush you
Just wanna be here with you all
Want to make sure you’re feeling fine
I just wanna reach you
Just wanna sell my soul to you
Just wanna work you
Just want to make you feel something inside now
I just wanna touch you
I just want to see you for who you really are
Think, I think, I wanna be here all night
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6. |
Bunny Doodle
03:35
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Said I don't have a lot to say just sign my ukulele
Noticed that you made a few
people cry tonight
-I was one of them
Got a lot on your mind and a lot in your soul
And the rest is resting in your morning cereal bowl
-I don't know if you eat cereal
Your friends are missed by your friends
And you might miss the feeling of not having to miss anyone at all
We could feel your heart it was soft but heavy that night
We'd like to hold your heart all nice the way your songs make us all feel so nice
Played in a sanctuary haven't been there since 18
The sounds that echoed in that room were taking time away from inside of us
They could bring those walls tumbling down, down, down, down, down
So the people inside of them can see what more they can do now, now, now outside of them
See the people in need
Want to see the people in need
Seeing isn't always believing
But those who see and seek to hear and after hearing use their minds to utilize the feeling that they felt in their hearts deep inside to figure out how to use their hands to tie their shoes to walk to plan to maybe plant some foods or clean the water or spread a good mood like the butter on your friends toast or make the most of the least you've got
Or cool off some strangers who've gotten much too hot in the sun
Or teach someone to love or learn to love from afar Or scoop up your lovers hand when you're depressed and it is hard to hold on to
Or hold back someone's hair while they are puking in the stall or sign somebody's ukulele when they don’t even know you at all,
Signs somebody’s ukulele when you don't know them at all
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7. |
Ok, Laundry
02:50
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We have everything under the sun
Don’t go in the dark
Cannot be alone in a house of fun
Paint it down to pistol
Ricochet, I know you’ve got your ideas in late of night
Insist on Grey’s Anatomy and chicken and rice
Angels ain’t a model
Devil’s got a lot to say
When you think you got ‘em
Then they always get away
Iffins it’s a problem
Thinkin’ that we’ll think and pray
Angels ain’t a model
Angels ain’t a model
You carry on with such a zest for such an angry life
It boils in you and moves through making sure you’re cooked just right
Dare lose your grip, a tiny slip, you think you heard a lie
Set up your fence if it makes sense ’til your picked up tonight
Angels ain’t a model
Devil’s gotta lot to say
When you think you got ‘em
Then they always get away
Iffins it’s a problem
Thinkin’ that we’ll think and pray
Angels ain’t a model
Angels ain’t a model
You carry on with such a zest for such an angry life
It boils in you and moves through making sure you’re cooked just right
Dare lose your grip, a tiny slip, you think you heard a lie
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8. |
Paper Planes
03:05
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My body’s been sore
Don’t want to bend myself backwards or forwards anymore
Feeling so tired
Felt like I’ve been walking ‘round for miles
It’s been a long time coming
Ready for loving myself and my body and oh my god
I’m leaving old behind
Feeling aligned
Feeling fine now
I am just a paper plane
Folding into myself to find my way
I am a paper plane
Now I understand there’s no limitations
Forced to take control
Over my life once and for all
Self parenting’s rather difficult
I made my moves
Headed to the doctors hoping for good news
I got it, I got it, thank you to the benefits office
Stroke of luck, Can’t wait to touch my skin- I’m crawling out again
I am just a paper plane folding into myself to hide my pain
I am a paper plane
I understand there’s no limitations
My body’s been sore
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9. |
Busy
03:16
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Heads roll
Constant living
Sitting tight rustling through paper
Eating rice
Entertainment
Never walking again
Loss for lameness, wheels and coffee
Busy
Busy
Busy
Oh So busy
Busy panicked people
Terrifying
World on fire
Gas it up x2
And lie to a million puppy faces
Fingernails
Always watching
Twiddle and whittle away
Chipping for no contest
Busy
Busy
Busy
Oh So busy
Busy fuckin people
Busy
Busy
Busy
Oh So busy
Busy panicked people
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