1. |
Setting Off
02:31
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I never knew who I was
until I found my love for you
And now I know that you're here to stay
I hope and pray what you say is true
I owe it all to you now that we are setting off
My loves grown overtime
now that were doing fine
I owe it all to you now that we are setting off
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2. |
Schrodinger's Cat
03:34
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If I could just find the words god you know I'd try
I could just tell you how I feel nah I think I'd rather die
If I could just remember what I rehearsed in my head last night
I'ts safe to say that in a world of hate you make me feel so right
I cant seem to get off this high
Instead of talking I just sit and sigh
I feel like some lost wannabe
sleepless nights thinking of you and me
sleepless nights thinking of you and me
sleepless nights thinking of you and me
You make me wanna vomit left and right all day nonstop
If I could just hold your hand I'd watch all of my worries drop
If I could find the courage buried deep inside of me
then I could just solve the puzzle of getting you to like me
I cant seem to get off this high
Instead of talking I just sit and sigh
I feel like some lost wannabe
sleepless nights thinking of you and me
sleepless nights thinking of you and me
sleepless nights thinking of you and me
I'll just try to move on (try to forget)
I'll just try to forget (moving on)
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3. |
Suburbia Song
02:08
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Let's buy a house like all the others
The best that we've ever had
With a plastic job and a concrete marriage
Just like mom and dad
Day in day out the same old shit
This is is the life we were born for it
Moms a cheater and dads a dick
We're one big happy family
Carbon copies just like the rest
A blank slate with a name tag on my chest
Welcome to insert name here USA
there really ain't that much more to say
I'm John Doe and she's Jane
A picturesque existence to hide the pain
Let's just go let's get out of here
We're never gonna fit into this mold
Mom and dad die and clones move in
The house will always be sold
Welcome to insert name here USA
there really ain't that much more to say
I'm John Doe and she's Jane
A picturesque existence to hide the pain
Welcome to internment camp USA
there really ain't that much more to say
We're all John We're all Jane
A picturesque existence to hide the pain
Place Your Bids!
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Time to write another hit piece
About a band that you don't like
Make sure not to do your research
And wait until the timings right
Start a band
30 Years!
Go on tour
30 Years!
Say some shit
30 Years!
Get accused
Dead career
We're not trying to blame the victim
There's fucking dickheads in every scene
Innocent till proven guilty
is practically a cis white meme
Start a band
30 Years!
Go on tour
30 Years!
Say some shit
30 Years!
Get accused
Dead career
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5. |
The Deep End
03:47
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This boy driving in his car
so far away
growing cold to the place he once called home
nowhere to stay
He cant stop, he will go
as long as the windows are down
I know he won't be going slow
until he sees the ocean
And he will drive into the water
He will find a new place to call home
he won't forget to wear his seatbelt
And he will drive into the water
He will find a new place to call home
he won't forget to wear his seatbelt
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6. |
Jessica
01:47
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There was this girl I gave the world to
And then she left and went away
(there was this girl)
It breaks my heart that we're apart
I'm really pissed that she left today
Ever since you've been gone
And ever since you left that day
I've learned to hate you more and more
(since you went away)
You took my heart an stomped it out
You really hurt me to the core
Ever since you've been gone
Everything has felt so wrong
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7. |
Vanwyck
01:45
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They say that lightning doesn't strike in the same place it did before
That's rather inconvenient when you are trying to get struck
The day you left was just like the sun setting
You're so far away, and my vision is blurry, and reddening
And I cannot think for myself
And it definitely does not help
I went back to the place where I lost you I'm sorry
This song isn't four years in length
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8. |
Head Talk
02:01
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I hear these voices all of these voices
Going round in my head not sure what they said
And I can't seem to get you out of my mind
Where are you going and what do you say
Haven't seen you for a year haven't seen you for a day
I don't know how much more I can take of this
Head talk (you know that you're killing me)
Head talk (you know that you're killing me)
Head talk (you know that you're killing me)
Head talk
I look up and what do I see
I'm staring at the clouds
they're staring back at me
And your words and your thoughts
I can't escape them cause they're up in my
Head talk (you know that you're killing me)
Head talk (you know that you're killing me)
Head talk (you know that you're killing me)
Head talk
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Let's talk about drugs
Let's talk about recreational use
Of marijuana, pills, and speed
To put your mind at ease
(we love marijuana, pills, and speed)
Let's talk about alcohol
And I'll tell you that it wasn't my fault
I didn't mean to say that to you
I'm sorry that I'm always this fucked up
(I called you a bitch)
What I'm trying to say
(But you're not)
Is that I hope that you're ok
(Now i'm mad)
I didn't mean to do this to you
(That I did this to you)
Hey, you could just move away
(I'm better off all alone)
Take your things and go to someone more deserving
(cause I'm non deserving)
Of your precious
Time I'm wasting
Getting wasted
Losing Patience
and...
Fucking up your life
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10. |
Self Aware Pts. 2 & 3
03:28
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This is the part of the song
where I slow things down
could be portrayed as a metaphor
for how sporadic my mind can be
Oh wait that doesn't make sense
Because I'm telling it to you straight
(spoken word)
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11. |
John's Interlude
02:35
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I just think it's best
Cause you can't miss what you forget
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12. |
That Little Shit Timmy
03:10
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That little shit Timmy
Down the street
He's one SOB you don't wanna meet
He hates everyone
Always on the attack
Beats birds in his yard with a baseball bat
Timmy I'm sure your dad will be back
It's been 6 years cut him some slack
You're problems are everyone's but your own
Get ready for life you'll die alone
That little shit Timmy
Up the street
He's one asshole you don't wanna meet
He's got no job
Always shootin up smack
Ties neighborhood kids to the railroad tracks
Timmy I'm sure your dad will be back
It's been 6 years cut him some slack
You're problems are everyone's but your own
Get ready for life you'll die alone
On your own!
Timmy I'm sure your dad will be back
It's been 6 years cut him some slack
You're problems are everyone's but your own
Get ready for life you'll die alone
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I probably should've been more careful
I probably should've checked where my head was at
Another show on a Tuesday night
I get the feeling something's not gonna turn out right
You said you would be there on time
But I don't care it doesn't matter anyway
I don't need any metaphors
to tell you that you're making my life worse
But when it starts to really hurt
I feel like I'm about to break
Heads break glass!
Disperse the reminiscence
Just step back!
Let's think about this
Remember when you got in that car accident
I drove to your house and I thought that you were dead
Or dying or so much Then I opened your door
And my life flashed before my eyes
You were alive
I crashed
(you left me)
For dead
(you we're alive)
Sharp glass
(pulled out from)
Our hands
(I'm still alive)
And I'll get out this time
I can't believe that shit just happened
You built me up, you let me down, It's about time, I'm getting out
We shattered the window, and now we have to drive home
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The Northway Scotia, New York
Zach l John l Nick
A blistering blend of punk, alt.rock, math, metal, and prog rock, We enjoy long walks on the beach, playing shows, and writing records.
Our new EP "Party On, Dog!" is available right now!
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