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Tombstone
04:15
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When I was young, my father told me
“son, if you love someone, you’ve gotta let them know”
When I grew up, and I had learned enough
I had lived and loved, and it goes to show
That there is a debt that we all must pay
But I’m not buying in today
I wanna live, I wanna love
I’m not content with ‘just enough’
White picket fence, a garden and two kids
Just like The Joneses, it’s a living nightmare
I’ll take my strings over anything
Add a diamond ring, to keep the Mrs. happy
And there is a debt that we all must pay
But I’m not buying in today
I wanna live, I wanna love
I’m not content with ‘just enough’
I knew a man too proud to stay
With his family
So he replaced his wife and kids
With overtime and contract bids
And when they grew up, they couldn’t fend
Or make amends, no competence
And it’s plain to see, that your family
Is all you need, it’s all you need
It doesn’t matter what it says on your tombstone
When it’s too late, you’ll be soaking with regret
It doesn’t matter what it says on your tombstone
No, just as long as you made the best of it
It doesn’t matter (when I was young)
It doesn’t matter (when I was young)
It doesn’t matter (when I was young)
It doesn’t matter (when I was young)
It doesn’t matter
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2. |
Rock Bottom
04:27
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This t-shirt is a metaphor
Of how I lived my life before
Tattered, full of holes and worn
It wound up on the bathroom floor
Showing signs of wear and tear
The ends are frayed and hang threadbare
It’s something that I’ll never wear
Appears that it’s beyond repair
But I tried so many times to make it right
I couldn’t fight, stay up all night
As time ticks by, the less I try, the less I try
Rock bottom: when you’re sleeping on your ex’s couch
Rock bottom: when you crash into your best friend’s house
Rock bottom: when you wake up in a stranger’s car
Rock bottom: and I think I’ve taken things too far
Yeah, I think I’ve taken this too far
My future right in front of me
Clouded by my apathy
Fueled by drugs and whiskey
My family couldn’t rescue me
But they tried so many times to make it right
They couldn’t fight, stay up all night
As time ticks by, the less they try, the less they try
Rock bottom: when you’re sleeping on your ex’s couch
Rock bottom: when you crash into your best friend’s house
Rock bottom: when you wake up in a stranger’s car
Rock bottom: and I think I’ve taken things too far
Yeah, I think I’ve taken this too far
And it’s time to change
But what will remain?
I never wanted it to end this way
And it’s time to change
But what will remain?
I never wanted it to end this way
Rock bottom: when you’re sleeping on your ex’s couch
Rock bottom: when you crash into your best friend’s house
Rock bottom: when you wake up in a stranger’s car
Rock bottom: and I think I’ve taken things too far
Yeah, I think I’ve taken this too far
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3. |
Make the Oceans Move
04:49
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I don’t care about your weekend
And I don’t care about your day
I don’t care about your nightlife
I wouldn’t want it anyway
I don’t care about your pictures
And I don’t care about your feed
If you want the validation
Then it’s all you’ll ever need
Oh, you want me to see
That you’re better than me
But the last thing I feel
Is envy
You boast and you brag
And your posts are a drag
If it’s all that you have
I’m sorry
I’m sorry that you feel that way
When you look in the mirror
I’m sorry that you’ve thrown away
Everything you hold dear
I’m sorry that you haven’t moved on
In another year
I’m sorry that it’s such a sorry waste of time
I don’t care what you’ve been eating
And I don’t care about your clothes
I don’t care about your tattoos
Or the diamond in your nose
It’s no different than the filter
Used to cover up your face
You’re just selling us a story
But it was never that good in the first place
Oh, you want me to see
That you’re better than me
But the last thing I feel
Is jealousy
You boast and you brag
And your posts are a drag
If it’s all that you have
I’m sorry for you
I’m sorry that you feel that way
When you look in the mirror
I’m sorry that you’ve thrown away
Everything you hold dear
I’m sorry that you haven’t moved on
In another year
I’m sorry that it’s such a sorry waste of time
But I was relevant too
Yeah I was just like you
I could make the oceans move
‘Cause I was relevant too
Yeah I was just like you
My self-obsession is drowning me
Put my oar out to ocean
Cut across the open sea
My strange addiction to vanity
Put a light on my beacon
Wish someone would rescue me
Wish they’d come and set me free
If I could make the oceans move
I’d walk over the water
With nothing left to prove
Make the oceans move
I’d make the oceans move
Make the oceans move
I’d make the oceans move
Make the oceans
I became the very thing that I despised the most; just to impress the ones who meant the least
Don’t ever forget who you are, where you’re from, and who your friends are
See, I lost sight of what was really important in life, but it’s time to change
Now, I don’t know what will remain, but I never wanted it to end this way
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4. |
Lying on the Floor
04:10
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Lying on the floor, the empty bottles
I’m knocking on the door, won’t you let me in
I heard about the time, you flew to Georgia
Not just to say goodbye, I thought he warned you
What happens in the past
Stays in the past
But you don’t have to go out like this
Don’t you want to meet your grandkids?
And I’m glad you saved yourself
From a life of living hell
Hiding in the shadows
Of love
And you showed a sense of worth
That you gave me with my birth
Your blood
Is pumping through my veins
And I’m glad you saved yourself
From a life of living hell
Blocking out the shadows
Of love
And you showed a sense of pride
That you gave me when he died
Your blood
Is pumping through my veins
Lying on the floor, the empty bottles
I’m knocking on the door, the handle throttles
I’m stepping on the cold, hard floor
But you were meant for more
And you don’t have to go out like this
Don’t you want to meet your grandkids?
Now that he’s gone, you don’t have the right
To lay down and die, you’ve got to stand and fight
And when you grow old, and the truth be told
You’ve got to sacrifice, you’ve got to stand and fight
Stand up and fight for your right to believe in whatever you see in this life
Stand up and fight for your right to believe in whatever you see in this life
And now she’s lying on the floor, the empty bottles
I’m knocking on the door, won’t you let me in, won’t you let me in
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5. |
Cheap Wine
05:44
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Grow up in a society where it’s okay
To borrow and spend, consume and consume, we get richer every day
Our digital bank accounts distance us from reality
What we actually own, what we actually spend; but where will it end?
We live in a world where you work hard to buy things you don’t need
To impress the ones who don’t mean anything
So now we’re wearing clothes that don’t fit
We might as well be pushing around shopping carts full of it
(‘Cause we’re full of it)
And we’ll be drinking cheap wine in fancy glasses
While the fate of the world is left in the hands of masses
And we’ll be going brain-dead while the time passes
Because we won’t know the consequence of skipping classes
And I know that it feels like it's hopeless
And I know there are things that I wish that I could change
First class, second class, third world
The wealth gap is growing
While the earth’s natural resources are vanishing right before our eyes
And all we can do is run to the ATM and fill up our empty gas tanks
So we’ll be drinking cheap wine in fancy glasses
While the fate of the world is left in the hands of masses
And we’ll be going brain-dead while the time passes
Because we won’t know the consequence of skipping classes
So pay with your digital wallet, you keep in your designer pocket
And don’t even look at the amount, just charge it
And when your friends are gone, and you’re sitting all alone
In your 5,000 square foot home
You’ll be drinking cheap wine in fancy glasses
While the fate of the world is left in the hands of masses
And we’ll be going brain-dead while the time passes
Because we won’t know the consequence of skipping classes
No we won’t know the consequence of skipping classes
And when our lungs fail, we’ll just buy new ones
We’ll take a transplant from farming humans
It won’t be long until we’re eating each other for food
Won’t that be rude?
So pay with your digital wallet, you keep in your designer pocket
And don’t even look at the amount, no don’t even look at the amount
And when your friends are gone, and you’re sitting all alone
In your 5,000 square foot home
You’ll be drinking cheap wine in fancy glasses
While the fate of the world is left in the hands of masses
And we’ll be going brain-dead while the time passes
Because we won’t know the consequence of skipping classes
No we won’t know the consequence of skipping classes
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