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Same Old Situation
03:27
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I could tell you were dying to try, but you were born tomorrow
In magic spells in modern times, so very well, you are no
Burier of hatchets in the ground, a seed that's only rotten from beginning
Superior and cast off, then washed out, if you were worried about winning
Trophy town has lost its bet, it placed on you tomorrow
The sun is set, last afternoon, and you can bet, you'll follow
The leader who had lost his way again,
And found that your dust was so misleading
Driver in the backseat of your head
Keeps on accusing you of cheating
You can run in dust behind us
Traveling in vain
Run up to the sun and find us
Another way to rain
The same old situation
To change the situation
The same old situation
To change the situation
I could tell you were dying to try, but you were born tomorrow
In magic spells in modern times, so very well, you are no
Burier of hatchets in the ground, a seed that's only rotten from beginning
Superior and cast off, then washed out, if you were worried about winning
You can run in dust behind us
Traveling in vain
Run up to the sun and find us
Another way to rain
The same old situation
To change the situation
The same old situation
To change the situation
Until I fall back down and meet you
Until I fall back down and meet you
You can run in dust behind us
Traveling in vain
Run up to the sun and find us
Another way to rain
The same old situation
To change the situation
The same old situation
To change the situation
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2. |
We Wish We Were Kids
03:16
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You've been acting real grown up lately
Singing songs you will forbid
And now your dressed and you woke up stately
Bringing out your best lids yes
We wish were kids
In modern places where we still live
We said we wish were kids
In sovereign spaces where we still hid
We said we wish we were kidding around
Underground to be the talk of the town
Yes we were kidding underground to be the talk of the town
And now all of the home times got you
Submitting your bids
What with all of your free time do you
Do you dream that you could be
We wish were kids
In modern places where we still live
We said we wish were kids
In sovereign spaces where we still hid
We said we wish we were kidding around
Underground to be the talk of the town
Yes we were kidding 'till we found another permanent ground
We wish we were kids
With too much rugburn on our eyelids
We wish we were kids
With too much time left where we still live
We wish we were….
You've been acting real grown up lately
And lately I hope I'll do the same
Now your dressed and you woke up stately
Do you dream that you could be…
We wish we were…
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3. |
Broken Record
03:50
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I have heard this all before
As you're walking through the door
A broken record just the same
In a second I'll push play
What it is it's just in vain
And it's
I have heard this all before
As you're walking through the door
A broken record just the same
In a second I'll push play
And it's
Choice is yours, the choice is made
In a second I'll push play
A broken record just the same
And it's
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4. |
The City
03:33
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5. |
Simple Kind of Song
02:18
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didn't bother to tune today and oh oh oh oh
I didn't run a comb through my hair I didn't shave or shower
And when I woke up I was a stray and oh oh oh oh
Clothes of old I had to wear, a slave to every hour
On a good day
I could be better
I'd explain
Probably never
It seems that life is more than a simple kind of song
And it's more than I can take, and it's more than just heartache
In dreams and fights before a cycle that prolongs
How wrong my song was today
I didn't bother to call my friends I didn't go and drive
I didn't bother with the food i would need to crawl right back inside
A little madness would be quite a pain, it could be my demise
If it weren't for the promise that I'm subject to surprise
On a good day
I could be better
I'd explain
Probably never
It seems that life is more than a simple kind of song
And it's more than I can take, and it's more than just heartache
In dreams and fights before a cycle that prolongs
How wrong my song was today
I'll be in the backyard down by the shade
I'll put up my best guard of the betrayed
I'll write you a postcard if you relate
I'll put up my best guard, I'l put up my best guard, I'll put up my best guard of the betrayed
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Teething
03:05
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So much to do so much to say
So much for things I can't explain
I said goodbye to all my friends
So much for things that never end
Revenge on the world that don't owe you a living
Don't tell all your friends, don't tell them your teething
Jump right into the fireplace
Jump in the flame disintegrate
The new revenge that love will take
Will be your best guard inside the flame
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