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With a K
03:18
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Throw it out and never let it go
Take a pill so you can say so
Keep it up because you want it back
You run me over, but I let you
Now go on and say so
You got it just the way you want it
Just the way you want it and say so
You got it just the way you want it
Just the way you
Lock me up and then you have your fun
Go pretend I was the only one
At some point everybody drops the cross
Thought you were on some kind of mission
Now go on and say so
You got it just the way you want it
Just the way you want it and say so
You got it just the way you want it
Just the way you
It doesn’t work when you don’t see it through
You thought my love was gonna save you
Now mark it down before you call it out
I only came for the dance
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Charm Offensive
02:54
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It’s coming to ya, it’s coming at you
With your head bowed down and your guts in stitches
Quit looking at me, you stare a dagger
As I concentrate on the spinning dishes
You say I’m ready, claim to be ready
While the door’s still propped, not open forever
I can’t be bothered, no longer tolerate
A staged fail-up from a weak confession
Hey, it’s your charm offensive
I’ve got an item to share
Put on your best face
Pretend I don’t care
Hey everybody! Say, it’s a party
All the glass looks busted and the dance floor’s empty
Oh, now you want it?
You held the number but you got passed up
New phone, who’s calling?
Go write the headline and read it back
But the tale’s wound tight and you can’t stop spinning
If it’s important, if it’s essential
Why’s the story so hard that you can only live it backwards?
Hey, it’s your charm offensive
I’ve got an item to share
Put on your best face
Pretend I don’t care
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Follow You, Unfollow Me
04:50
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Down on my luck, you showed me forever
I only wanted a good time
Let it go forth, you fill in the answer
I’m out there writing the punchline
Follow you, unfollow me
I’ll take your sincerity
Trade it for one of those sweetheart deals going around
Help me see my trouble through
Don’t see I’m addicted, too
And I’m feeling pretty lived-in
Middle distance, holding out for a future
You only catch a reflection
Future strangers
I’m up there climbing the ladder
Fighting my aging complexion
Look away, forget my name
Hold our breath while we remain
Fastened into all the images we put upon
Maybe this will prove to help
My Persona v. Myself
Just like a joke that I’m not in on
Make it hard for me to lie
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Big Tree
03:20
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I thought this was your best get
So tell me, darling, are we happy yet?
Leaving behind the biggest mess
Try to save some face by letting people guess
Your shadow boxes out the wall
My six-foot frame, it doesn’t seem so tall
Wave ribbons that you never won
Ruin the platform that you couldn’t run
Effused, confused, I hope you’re amused
You clutch your crutch but you never say much
Begin, begin, you know you can’t win
Away, away, no substance
No say
You thought that I was yours to keep
I take some pill to help me fall asleep
You must be dreaming, I say
You must be wishful in your own way
Effused, confused, I hope you’re amused
You clutch your crutch but you never say much
Begin, begin, you know you can’t win
Away, away, no substance
No say
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5. |
Isn't It a Party
07:03
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Staring into a crowded hallway
Shoulder through it, take my pick
Put your hair up, choose your filter
Curly lashes, perfect skin
Everybody, it’s a party!
I’m the best-dressed
I don’t care
Some new story makes it past me
Roll a number, lose my chill
Here’s somebody, some new person
Even better, even worse
Everybody, it’s a party!
All this envy, all this waste
Bless you all
I feel aged-out
But you still let me in
Choose my future, just go with
Spin some story, play the game
Be your best friend, share a secret
Will they, won’t they?
Do or don’t
Everybody, it’s a party!
Wonderwalls and summer dresses
Everybody, it’s a party!
Start the countdown, zero-zero
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Casual Day
02:33
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Put on my best face, and then I fake sick
Try to write it off, end up a headline
They call me best-dressed, can’t take a compliment
A pair of red pants end up a parody
Pull me out
Dress me down
Make it make sense
You’re looking restless, don’t be a whataboutist
Might be a good bet, but you know you can’t win
It’s such a sad scene to see you age out
Try all your best words, attempt to laugh it off
Pull me out
Dress me down
Make it make sense
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Scene Famous
02:44
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Go set your spite fire
Pay down those pity debts
Revel in your mock heroism
Collect your crown, it’s 2016
Dig in your disposition
Phony gray and a head condition
Too soon to see through you
Running like you’ve got razors in your heels
Go take your singing lessons
Hard Truths or transgressions?
Scene famous
Now, can you blame us?
Stall out and then you call it a career
Spinning up some false correspondence
Send it out and then you 'reply all'
"You’re getting old, B," that's what you told me
Not very novel, but it sure feels strange
Go take your singing lessons
Hard Truths or transgressions?
Scene famous
Now, can you blame us?
Stall out and then you call it a career
Hey there, pretender
You call this a career?
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8. |
My Turn
03:44
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I’m done, I’m done, 'cause it’s no fun
While you wait, you wait, and now you’re late
Impressed, impressed, now go get dressed
You got burned, you got burned, now it’s my turn
Pick a team, form a line
Tall in back, side-by-side
Partner up, don't need to be friends
Grit your teeth, soon this ends
Walk it off on the tightrope
Face the facts, cast your votes
Six feet out, the doctor says
Sad reveal, fake your test
I’m done, I’m done, 'cause it’s no fun
While you wait, you wait, and now you’re late
Impressed, impressed, now go get dressed
You got burned, you got burned, now it’s my turn
If you head out, don’t come home
Solve some mystery, ended up alone
Found your place to live it out
Call it adventure but I have my doubts
So, I tried love
I tried sex (not impressed)
I tried listening, I tried my best
You tied me up, and I stood back
My shoulders blistered as I traced my tracks
I’m done, I’m done, 'cause it’s no fun
While you wait, you wait, and now you’re late
Impressed, impressed, now go get dressed
You got burned, you got burned, now it’s my turn
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9. |
Seeing Ghosts
03:17
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Now it’s time for your monster to call
All wrapped in troubles and up against the wall
Riding the brakes
Whatever it takes so you can pass the ball
Now you’re seeing ghosts
Reflecting the most perfect part of us
On the run
Take what’s yours, pack up and leave
Pretending you’re cut up like some old magazine
Passing the time
Rote-speak the lines that you’ve practiced for
And now you’ll go
And all you can show are those heavy eyes
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Typical Amerikan
04:45
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Pick up quarter ten, better not be late again
Sunset Boulevard punching up the dance card
Broke hearts full-steam, treat me like I’ve never seen
Free-form improvise, best if we don’t act surprised
Broke down no place, counting a familiar face
Old man never go, sorry if I’m moving slow
No sense, fast lane, Typical Amerikan
Bad debts, unfair, take the money, I don’t care
And I can’t help myself
And don’t you ever tell me what I’m thinking
I can’t help myself
And don’t you ever tell me what I’m supposed to do
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The Extensions New Jersey
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