1. |
2nd Hand
02:55
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Walk right through that grocery store (Second Hand!)
Dumper-dive out that back door (Second Hand!)
“Let me be” you tell the clerk (Second Hand!)
Gotta eat don't wanna work (Second Hand!)
Yard sales are where to get new clothes (Second Hand!)
Don’t give a shit it smells like mold (Second Hand!)
No one needs a brand new car (Second Hand!)
4 used wheels will get you far (Second Hand!)
Go to the pound to get a cat (Second Hand!)
Litter trained is where it’s at (Second Hand!)
Don’t give a shit about it’s breed (Second Hand!)
Shots and fix are all you need (Second Hand!)
Thinking about getting by (Second Hand!)
Always tough but worth a try (Second Hand!)
Got no money to get high (Second Hand!)
Smoking someone else’s supply (Second Hand!)
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2. |
One
01:55
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For a time
in a way
I realize
that everything
comes back inside
I’m not tied,
I'm synthesized
with everything
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3. |
Going To Hell
02:02
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Got bad news for everyone
Turns out God don't like what we do
So much for peace and love
We've been fucking up this whole damn time
And we thought we were good, too
Respecting every living thing
Unorganized priorities
It's just the way it's gonna be
...we're going to hell
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4. |
Purgatorio
04:14
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I’m falling, tripping
I’m thinking of writing this song again
I fall down, I’m spread out
I’m laying again
words fall apart, they’ve traded off
I’m dreaming of writing a song for you
My heart’s all spread out
I’m thinking of times
waiting again
been done before
before time was spent
before you were my friend
before you know
I’m drawing, blanking
Thinking about writing this song again
I’m falling, slipping
I’m laying and feeling down
It all fell apart, I’ve picked it up
I’m thinking of laying it all out for you
my thoughts are spread out
I’m laying again
wasted again
it’s not the point
Before time was spent
Before you were my friend
Before it was the end
before you know
No fault, no one
Dark forest autumnal
Lost sight, signals
Allegory’s literal
Beatrice, Virgil,
Lead me through
Purgatorio
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