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Summer At Sea
04:31
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Hangman, make me a drink
But this time one that's big enough
To drown myself in
I mean a really good cocktail
Of regrets and pain
Because I've been on the road for long
And I am tired of playing
I realize you won't come back
You really made that clear
But overtime I close my eyes
You whisper in my ear
What a wasted summer
It didn't even last year
When autumn finally came
My love you disappeared on me
We went to let our hearts sail
Out to the sea but their rusty anchors failed
They got lost and the waves got higher and split them apart
The open sea is no place for me and neither for a lonely heart
Your love is like a sinking ship
And I decided to not go down with it
I won't go down and I won't go drowning
What a wasted summer
You go down and you drown in your drinks
It didn't even last year
I won't go down and I won't go drowning
When autumn finally came
You go down and you drown in your drinks
My love you disappeared on me
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Minus x Minus
03:44
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If your face was a picture
I'd frame it with my hands
And if this was a lecture
You'd try to understand
That minus times minus is plus
i guess loneliness and loneliness is us
And I've never been a mathematicians son
But this time girl I know I can't be wrong
I could be the one to make you cry
I could be the one to dry your eyes
I could be the one to make you smile again
I could be the one the keep you warm in winter nights
I just want to make it home alive
Listen to my favorite songs and cry
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Home
03:57
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City rail ways taking her through the streets
Empty faces, lonesome places is what she sees
With her dark blue eyes she looks a little pretty
It is like she's never left the city
If you survey her face you realize
She doesn't know where to go tonight
Searching for a place where she feels save at all
There is no one there that she could call
And she drives on
She drives on
She drives home
He's never been to ocean, never been to sea
His mind is telling tales of pure bureaucracy
He never felt a single wave trembling underneath
Because when he's back home from work he wants to rest his feet
And he drives on
He drives on
He drives home
City lights are blinding there eyes
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Haha, I Hope So
04:37
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Haha, I Hope So
The flickering light in the photo booth
A suspicious sign for a seldom use
And as you wait for the shutter to close again
It tells you every little thing has a consequence
The seven bucks that you wasted here
For pictures of an insecure
Who looks like you but some time ago
That was the very last you had
And you spent all your
money on liquor
And you drink until it stops to hurt
But you can't change your
heart for your liver
So you drink until it stops to hurt
I've got friends and they help me out
They know what love is all about
I've got friends and they help me out
They will hold my
Hair back in combat
when we drink until it stops to hurt
But I can't change my
heart for my liver
So I drink until it stops to hurt
Now my head hurts like my heart used to hurt
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Little Ghosts
04:30
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Highway 80 east
Narrow Stairs on repeat
Cruise control on 85
And only 20 sleepy miles
Until the town that I don't know to spell
It's not that you'd refuse to tell
But we haven't talked along the way
And I don't know if you're awake
I'll never grow
tired of these tires by the road
They're just like me, they don't know where to go
We'll never know
What took these bodies lying on the road
But something makes them look like little ghosts
They were gone before they hit the ground
The traffic makes it harder to slow down
As my vision blurs you become a ghost
The movies in our heads well they go
We'll never grow
tired of these tires by the road
They're just like me, they don't know where to go
We'll never know
What took these bodies lying on the road
But something makes them look like little ghosts
California, here we go
It's been a long week but I know
That I'll be back
That twin sized bed
Is way too big to wear my rusty head
And when I'm home it's like I'm home from war
With no one waiting for me at the door
They changed the locks and locked the doors
And threw the keys right out to the dogs
As we pass the exit sign
Cath get's married one last time
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