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Windows Open
06:10
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A broken carnival litters the ground
And I don't know what comes next
A flick of the wrist, or a snap of the neck
I made a promise to call my mother
Every other day
But when I get on the line
I don't know what I should say... "hey?"
Say, I need it
'Cuz hey, it isn't that bad
Hey, something's leaking from your
Brown paper bag
If you're looking for fun, I'll give you a gun
'Cuz there's nothing I can do to stop you
If you're sliding about and freaking out
It won't get any better to stay
All your ecstasy is strange to me
Yet you offer, yet I never want to
A bark, a bite, into the night
Get the windows up and away
I don't drink and I eat with my hands
But I'll start if anybody demands
I don't drink and I eat with my hands
So does anyone wanna dance?
...no?...
If you're looking for fun, I'll give you a gun
'Cuz there's nothing I can do to stop you
A hundred and one rewrites, I'm never done
It's the happiest I'm gonna get
Keep it tight, 'cuz I'm itching for a fight
Against all the hidden warriors out there
At the end of the night, turn out the lights
With the windows open, I'm set
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2. |
Chelsea
05:31
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You're talking about him again
But you don't know where to begin
So don't look a section over, like you don't know her
Or else she will win
But hey!
Just relax, enjoy the smell
Of the spell you're under, 'cuz age is a just number
So we danced above the Chelsea feeling sorry for ourselves
You said
You said that nothing's ever done
But then again
Have another baby, prove that I have won
Again, prove that I have won
You're fantasizing again
But you always know how this will end
You're not not pretty, you're just getting older
So get over it, my friend
But hey!
Let's talk about hell!
Let's jump around with bombs downtown
And prime my body for another round
The ashes of the Chelsea wish that you were somebody else
You said
You said that nothing's ever done
But then again
Have another baby, prove that I have won
Again, prove it!
You said
You said that nothing's ever done
But then again
Have another baby, prove that I have won
Again, prove that I have won
In the end
Talk to Chelsea, baby, I'm having too much fun
So you beg
In this sweet November
Throw my head into the sun
Your son
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3. |
The Metropolitan
03:41
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Well, I saw it in New York
On the day I was born
But I can't say I was close enough
To see what it was for
So now I could never lie to you
Or wash you off the floor
Oh, I got you where I want
You're my favorite dilettante
Like the hungry, lovely
Lovelessness that kills what I haven't got
Cuz it's not suicide if the afterlife
Will see that you never rot
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4. |
The Birds
06:20
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Oh, it's gone down below
But time won't remember everyone, you know
You won't tell me anything, anything worth hearing
Anything worth running down the road
But you said,
"I'll spare you the fall."
While chained to my leg, while you beg,
"Don't feel anything at all."
You make me not worth standing
I don't lie, I don't drink, I don't think I can keep this up
There are only so many things worth keeping
What's the point in words when the birds never stop crying "love"?
But you cried, while running down the hall,
"I don't know, I don't care, I don't love, but
I love you all."
I love you all.
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Another Hospital Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
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