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Freeway To Nothing
02:04
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situations run out
I saw you in a movie
you were holding a cloud
kept the whole world from moving
I got lost in the crowd
I got so used to losing
so I'm out
I hit the freeway to nothing
I got out
into the sweet sound of something
Now I'm hanging my doubt
like the tree hangs above me
shut you're north and your south
light it up till you can't see
I got lost till I found
That I just need to be free
so I'm out
I hit the freeway to nothing
I got out
into the sweet sound of something
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2. |
Baby C'mon
03:14
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I gotta lie
I gotta lay
I saw you die in the penny arcade
ran my mouth till the quarters caved
I caught your eye
I got a grave
I changed my ways till it all stayed the same
scratch my head, fades away
when you come, baby cmon baby cmon
when you come into my mind
will I run maybe I'm wrong maybe I'm wrong
will I run into your mind
I kicked the sun
I flicked the rays
I crossed you out till theres nothing but shade
moon came out
minds got changed
I hit the docks
I float the bay
I ran the ship till it broke all the waves
tied me up, made me stay
when you come, baby cmon baby cmon
when you come into my mind
will I run maybe I'm wrong maybe I'm wrong
will I run into your mind
when you come, baby cmon baby cmon
when you come into my mind
will I run maybe I'm wrong maybe I'm wrong
will I run into your mind
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3. |
When You're The Sun
02:48
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I bum a light and watch it burn an burn and burn and burn
I hope to god that the tables turn
I hit the sky and make it turn and turn and turn and turn
I hope the devil stays but he never learns
it burns it burns it burns it burns it burns it burns
when you're the sun
when you're the sun
when you're the sun
when you're the sun
Ill be alright but now it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts
wish I could stay but it never works
I ripped my shirt on the claws of her and her and her and her
wish I could take that pain but it just won't work
when you're the sun
when you're the sun
when you're the sun
when you're the sun
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4. |
Been On The Moon
04:12
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I'll pick you up , I'll take you out then well go drive in space
look at those specs , look at those shapes above
I towed the line
I left the hub
put on my suit till it suited up
I wonder why, can't everyone die in love
Ive been on the moon
dontcha know
ill see ya real soon
Ive been on the moon
dontcha know
I'lll see ya real soon
This is the place
that was the park
I saw your name
flash on my heart
I miss your face
I wish your arc would stay
lets drive around
light years to go
run all those plates
find who we know
I'll let you go
Ill watch you float away
Ive been on the moon
dontcha know
I'lll see ya real soon
Ive been on the moon
dontcha know
I'lll see ya real soon
Ive been on the moon
dontcha know
I'lll see ya real soon
Ive been on the moon
dontcha know
I'lll see ya real soon
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5. |
Asking For A Friend
04:29
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did I ask too much today
bid the dollar till it fades
ran my fingers though some braids
let you linger on wave after wave after wave
whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
push the button till it breaks
let the energy be fake
talk in colors that are safe
tell the takers to just take away, away
whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
II'll wait
Always
I'll wait
Always
whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
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