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The Pit
04:56
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My head drops lower than my never present shoulders
Everywhere I go my skin gets colder
My brain seems to slow and my heart seems to smolder
I look at my hair--shit, I'm getting older
All my friends are dying every single day
The water's turning white and the skies are turning grey
I struggle to get out of bed every single day
I see you sitting at the other side of the bar
Talking with your friends, you think you're such a star
No matter how much I stop and think
No matter how much I sit and drink
I can't seem to get the image out of my mind
It's there to stay because my heart's not blind
So with this guitar and microphone
I'll scream and shout until I'm called back home
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2. |
21st Century Apathy
05:04
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21st century apathy around me
So much life but nothing left to do
The chair's our home, the screen's our life
Keep it in the dark to better see the light
'Til the dawn exhausts the night
And all we know is all we're told
See the news and watch our lives unfold
And blow away in the wind
Can you see me?
The simple pleasures become our life
Entitlement's the husband and consumption is the wife
Birthing a world that dulls the knife
And we define ourselves by our drug
I'm caffeine, alcohol, fast food
I am god
Can you hear me?
It doesn't matter how close you hold me
We're still all alone in our minds
Can you feel me?
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3. |
10K DC IT
01:06
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4. |
Chasing Dragons
04:08
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I read your face like a book with no pages
Every little thing, man it takes me ages
To decode your telegraphic stare
When my morse is heavily impaired
Your words are crosswords without a key
Like reading braille on a page that I can see
Hearing radio without antennae
It all just sounds like fuzz to me
So is this real or am I chasing dragons
When I question everything that happens
And if you don't feel the same I don't want to know
Let me live in my hallucination
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5. |
Whiskey Song
03:35
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Come sit beside me on this dusty worn out couch
Forget what I have said to you, forget all your doubts
Just sit and listen to the adolescent dare
As the wind blows through the trees and pushes back your hair
I know what I've done wrong
I know what I've done wrong
Taking all your suitcases, they're waiting at the curb
Take off your jacket, babe, here's some whiskey to calm your nerves
The bottles on the table don't mean shit to me
But now I'm looking differently 'cause when you cry it really hurts me
I know what I've done wrong
That's why I'm singing this song
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6. |
Not So Distant Cousins
02:50
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7. |
Medullah
04:11
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Cold sweats as his body takes him farther
Faster and faster down the road to insanity
She holds him in the height of his life
With a malignant swipe, she takes it all away
His weakness becomes her knife
"Is this real?" comes a voice from places unknown
A smirk is on her face and she says:
"This is Medullah"
He waits patiently for a sign
Not one of those fucking cliché sentiments
But a means to an end
She sees her opportunity and makes her move
His mind is overtaken and his body gladly follows
Twisting and pulsing, his heart can't take it
Doesn't anyone understand his strife?
They all turn their heads to the sickness of Medullah
He's never felt more alive in his life
This newfound independence gives him freedom
Free from the morality that used to weigh him down
He does as he pleases, embracing her with open arms
This affair with right and wrong has a burning passion
Who is there to settle the madness?
She shields him from the world with wool over his eyes
He screams in pain, "this is Medullah!"
His body is now as sick and aged as his mind
Weeping, he envies those undisturbed
He wonders if he's to blame
Or if her influence was too great
A thick fog covers his thoughts and vision
He gasps for air as his lungs constrict
With all that is wrong with this world, he spits his final words with a smile:
"This is Medullah."
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8. |
Knuckle Sandwich
00:29
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9. |
Dream Queen
03:42
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I don't want to know if it's wrong or right
If I sleep through the day just to live the night
It gives me a fright when it's all in the light
And I don't know if I can sleep through the night
My dreams are slowly bleeding into reality
And everything I do seems like insanity
But would it be alright if I turned out the light
'Cause I don't know if I can trust my eyes
They lie
I don't know what's real and what's the dream
When I stay awake until 4:18
All of my days are melting away
And I don't know if you are here to stay
'Cause you know I fought the night life
And everything you do well, it seems so right
I just don't know what to do
And I don't know if I'm dreaming you
I'm torn in two
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10. |
Shotgun
00:57
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Theatrical transcription:
EVAN: Wait, where did Townes factor into this equation? How did you get where you were?
MADELINE: I went out of my way so I wouldn't have to drive
MILES: What were you guys doing? Were there parents involved?
EVAN: Did you have a chaperone?
MADELINE: Hannah! Wait no. I was the chaperone for Hannah.
MILES: No, she's got a fake alibi.
HANNAH: Well I did have shotgun.
EVAN: You had a shotgun? So you were unsupervised..
MILES: With a shotgun
EVAN: ...out on the town, armed...
COLE: Sounds like a fun time.
EVAN: ...with Townes!
MILES: God damn it! Go to your room.
MADELINE: I have the right to bear arms.
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11. |
You're Novocain
03:16
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I'm drifting away now
I can't feel my brain now
Why should I care?
When I can't feel anywhere
Why can't I feel anymore?
My mind has shut the door
I could try and tell the lie that I love you
When I don't know if I can love at all
You're novocain
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12. |
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*Cooing*
*Laughing*
*Crying*
*Whispering*
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13. |
Death is Reaping
08:02
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You know it goes to show
That all that glitters is not gold
And all you think you know
Is no more than a flake in the snow
And so it goes, the more it snows
And all you've come to love
Is a burning fire faced with a flood
And all your little plans
Get washed away like the dunes of sand in the storm
Be warned
And this which we've begun
Is just a puddle in the sun
Our time is drawing near
You know it my dear
'Cause I've fallen down into this place that I know
But one day, soon I'll have to go
It's alright, I'll fight for you my friend
But I know death is reaping again
I've got six stones in my pocket
It's dragging me down, they've got me on my knees
I've got a rope around my neck now
And its pulling me straight to the place below my feet
And I'm going down to burn today
And I hoped it would turn out another way
And I'm going down to burn today
And you know I wish I could stay
But I've fallen down into this place that I know
But one day, soon I'll have to go
It's alright, I'll fight for you my friend
But I know death is reaping again
And I know the dusk is creeping in
And I know this will be my end
And I know that death is reaping again
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14. |
Where Eagles Soar
04:15
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I keep dreaming but no images appear
My clouded thoughts were once crystal clear
The days get shorter and the time does pass
Nothing is good 'cause it all turns to ash
My house is empty and my heart feels the same
My mind is twisted and my body feels lame
I lay in my bed as the clouds block the stars
And I try to play out why the way things are
The eagle flies all his days
The teacher teaches and the preacher prays
This constant repeat of life and death
Struggles and strifes is there any love left?
Just smile and be happy for what you've got
And don't try to be somebody that you're not
Love your neighbors and all people that sin
And the moon and the stars and all the creatures within
Forget all the labels and race 'cause we're the same
Come together and forget all the names
'Cause life is harder if you live it all alone
We're just all looking for a place to call our own
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The Blackshots Eau Claire, Wisconsin
Born in a barn, The Blackshots strove to drown out the din of clucking chickens and chirping birds by exuding the hues within their restless minds. But rural Wisconsin is not to be trifled with and its influence crept its way in through the knotholes. The otherworldly etherea driving The Blackshots' sound never forgets its environment and rides the delicate line between the sane and the insane. ... more
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