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Good For Nothing
04:34
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Remember April
Breathing through a bottle
You didn’t know which handle was the handle
And you faked a southern accent
Traded for a break in the back
I found you face down
Lying in his ashes
And I was callous, shallow
Thinking it’s a battle baby
Forget every stupid thing that I said and didn’t say
When you needed something
But I’m good for nothing
When you needed something
But I’m good for nothing
I’m singing to you
Sent downriver from the mountains that you call home
So much suffer in the valley when you come home
Send you a sorry in my sad way, my brother, no
Sent downriver from the mountains that you call home
I bought the drinks
You bought the farmhouse
You shut the shutters
We forgot how to be brothers
When you needed something
But I’m good for nothing
When you needed something
But I’m good for nothing
I’m singing to you
Sent downriver from the mountains that you call home
So much suffer in the valley when you come home
Send you a sorry in my sad way, my brother, no
Sent downriver from the mountains that you call home
I bought the drinks
You bought the farmhouse
You shut the shutters
We forgot how to be brothers
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2. |
Little Ring
02:02
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Heavy whispers in the darkness
Urgent hushes in the light
Keeping secrets
Keep it under the lid
It’s only something we did
Nothing says I love you
Like kissing somebody else
That little ring didn’t bring you home
Working hard through the morning
Keeping tabs through the night
Sweating through with a face turning blue
It’s only something we do
Nothing says I love you
Like kissing somebody else
That little ring didn’t bring you home
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3. |
Single Point of Failure
03:20
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Stood her up again
She shoulda known I would never show
The very reason that I’m still alone
I’m better not to know
So flicker little light
Get swallowed by the night
My intention to dance never stood a chance
Opportunity destroyer
I’m the single point of
Blew it all again
Doing just fine till the finish line
Another excuse not to testify
Getting kinda tired
So flicker little light
Get swallowed by the night
My intention to dance never stood a chance
Opportunity destroyer
I’m the single point of
Sorry for the pain
Sorry for stuff I won’t ever know
Sorry for things I couldn’t control
Well it’s time to go
So flicker little light
Get swallowed by the night
My intention to dance never stood a chance
Opportunity destroyer
I’m the single point of failure
Failure
Failure
Failure
Failure
Failure
Failure
Failure
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Our Horrible Home
02:49
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It works ‘cause you like me fine
But they don’t call it fall in like
Hold fast, love
Don’t catch you sleeping
The longer the night the faster boredom comes creeping
We are invulnerable
Here in our horrible home
Stage light, rake, and the trap room
Debut for a brand new you
Oh my dear
Clichè of the evening
Another swift move to the end of the beginning
All but impossible
Here in our horrible home
You can’t look me in the eye
You can’t look me in the eye
These years and a quick goodbye
You can’t look me in the eye
I’m sleeping in my old bed
Just like in eleventh grade
Well I’m back
Back at the beginning
Except I can see the future
And I can see you spinning
Around on a barstool
Waiting there to open my mind
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