1. |
Preface
03:13
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I'm the oldest I've ever been
I don't know how to feel about this
But I guess it counts for somethin'
A proud achievement on my list
Hi, you might be wondering what all this is for
Well, just let me tell you about it
I will never claim to have the answers
My experience ain't a monolith
The deepest lows of this journey
Are merely brush strokes for the art
Carry on! (on, woo)
Carry on! (on, woo)
Carry on! (on, woo)
Carry on! (on, oh oh)
I'm the youngest I can ever be
There's so much more in this world to see
But I guess I gotta be a part of it, huh
I'm certain that it's worth the risk
High above the clouds, a joy through the floor
Fake it 'til they say that you made it
That guise of good advice sure hides one spoiled core
Stay true to yourself, make them commit
The deep end struggles may get stormy
But we can scream louder with somebody
The deepest lows of this journey
Are merely fresh blood for my heart
Carry on!
I was always told to have the answers
I would just not worry about it
Songs are my escape, in time you'll find yours
There's only so much in my lyrics
(Carry on!)
Carry on! (on, woo)
Carry on! (on, woo)
Carry on! (on, woo)
Carry on! (on, woo)
Carry on! (on, woo)
(Here we go)
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2. |
She's Out
03:30
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It was a secret to everybody
Even to her for the longest time
But her frame is hers to embody
It ain't too late for one to reach their prime
She's out tonight
Her parents aren't in sight
It's time for this ticket to ride
Inside out tonight
This seed with all its might
Is blooming before your very eyes
She's got the groove
She's got the groove
She's got the groove
Tonight, tonight, tonight, haa, haa
Tonight, tonight, tonight, haa, haa
Turned, have they, for a change
The tables, her favor
And as the needle plays her song
She forgets her trouble and plays along
The night has yet to feel long
She's out tonight
Her parents aren't in sight
This dancefloor's the secret to hide
Inside out tonight
Her good friends alongside
With them around we don't need no allies
She's got the groove
She's got the groove
She's got the groove
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight
She's got the groove
She's got the groove
She's got the groove
(You got the groove, baby)
Tonight, tonight, tonight, haa, haa
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3. |
Spears
04:00
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I... don't know what's going on with me...
Can anyone offer a helping hand,
Or am I really alone?
I... feel like I'm dragging you with me;
You struggle your way out of the quicksand,
But I sink in like a stone...
Is it too much to ask for your time?
Sorry that it's your mind I begrime.
Okay! Here we go!
And alas, feeling so done
Will pin you oh-so down;
Who's gonna help me get above the ground?
And at last, fail and you're gone
While I'm about to drown;
Who's gonna help me get up off the ground?
Why... why don't you run with the hunted?
Do you really look down on the wounded?
Look who's rotten to the bone.
Impaled on the field, what a sight to behold
Afar from your kingdom of gold,
But we're bringing the fire,
So enjoy your paper throne.
You trivialize our change of clime;
No this ain't just a pastime,
But sorry that it's your mind I had to begrime.
Here we go again!
And alas, feeling so done
Will pin you oh-so down;
Who's gonna help me get above the ground?
And at last, fail and you're gone
While I'm about to drown;
Who's gonna help me get up off the ground?
It's so damn hard to get windy sails, my days are all grayscale,
Sickly synapses flee scot free while my sense of self's health pays bail!
They tell me don't overthink, but that's harder than they think!
The tyrant up top who tinkered with my temples must think their shit don't stink!
Hippies preach the peace isn't pills but oats, yogurt and yoga;
That attitude's all well and good when your ennui ain't flowin' over!
But I guess should just drink in the morning dew and chew on the rising sun...
...Psyche! That's easier said than done when the good run's no longer fun!
Every day I wake up just to lie right back down.
Bed feelin' like a casket for this dusty dude in a clown crown;
I'd stop and smell the roses but they're dead! (Blargh!)
Well stuffed, snuffed and steadily bled red by the wealth of well-fed feds!
How the hell do I motivate when facing hate to shift my fate into a worthy one
When it's so much easier to embrace escape in the happiness of a warm gun?!
But I'll find a way and rise above it just like I've always managed to:
Give this plague the middle finger as I kick through the fog like kung fu!
(I'm... not doing so well...)
(Not doing so well...)
(Not doing well...)
(I'm... not doing so well...)
(I'm not doing well.)
(But you know what?)
(I'll fight on.)
(I'll forge ahead!)
(I'll keep pushing!)
(I'll fight on!)
(I will fight on!)
And alas, feeling so done,
Will pin you oh-so down;
Who's gonna help you get up off the ground?!
And at last, frail and foregone,
Well I'm about to drown!
I'll pull you with me deep down underground!
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4. |
Chase! Chase!
04:00
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Wanna play? My way.
Same ol' noise, yeah: "Boys will be boys"
Or do they? Was I ever one?
He destroys, yeah, he's devoid of
Empathy, and I can't stand it
Yeah I chase what we used to be
And you chase what I've come to be
This ain't the first time it's happened
But I'll make sure it's the last
I can't change what you choose to be
When you look at me sexually
This ain't the first time it's happened
You're committed to your craft
I got you begging up for more
Where no one else has gone before
While I'm just dancing on the floor
Can't do what you're asking for
Same ol' noise, yeah: "Boys will be boys"
Well, do they? Did you grow up at all?
Keep the poise, yeah, we are your toys
Want to play? That's what your hand is for!
Childhood friend, your means to an end
Aren't okay. Man, you've got the gall!
But you can't have it your way
And you can't stand it!
Yeah I chase what we used to be
And you chase what I've come to be
You said you wanted us in bed
Took me a lot not to laugh
I got you begging up for more
What no one else has done before
Meanwhile I'm dancing on the floor
The woman you're drooling for
(One, two, three! Come on, girls)
(And those who don't know it yet)
(Bring it!)
(Oh baby, babe)
(Oh, oh, oh yeah)
(I can't be your baby girl, oooh)
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5. |
Miles
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6. |
Status Quo
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7. |
Witnesses
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8. |
Custody
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9. |
Let Him Sink
03:46
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I killed a man
And I'll damn do it again
I could amend
But I'd have nothing to gain
Stay afloat
My nails dig in your throat
Your eyes turn pink
You'll thank me for mercy to let you
Sink
I killed a man
And I'll damn do it again
I could amend
But I doubt you feel the pain
State your sin
My nails dig in your skin
Your eyes don't blink
I think that it's time I should let you
Sink
I killed a man
And I'll damn do it again
I could amend
If I take you down with me then you'll
Sink
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10. |
Tightrope
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11. |
I'm Here
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12. |
Take Your Time
06:25
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Citizen of the world,
Forgotten and hurled,
It must've hurt
To remain unheard.
You had no chance,
But keep up your stance
And rewrite the page;
You'll refine with age.
Take it easy,
You are not crazy;
There is a way out:
Hear my shout...
Take your time.
Yeah you'll be fine.
On your way,
To the finish line...
(Stop.)
Now give it a break!
This pretense you make—
Yeah you know it's fake;
Your identity's at stake!
What you wanna do
is long overdue;
Just think twice,
That is my advice.
Take it easy,
You are not crazy;
Get in or get out,
Hear my shout...
Take your time.
Yeah you'll be fine.
On your way,
To the finish line...
(Why, why do I feel so nervous?)
(Why is it so that we think time is precious?)
(I'd stop it forever, to be honest,)
(Just to enjoy the best before I'm put to rest...)
(Every second falls like drops in the river,)
(It's an enemy with traps ready to trigger;)
(Why is it so that when I'm gone far away from her,)
(It might be forever?)
Is it the truth you would expect?
This is a fate you should accept!
Don't waste your time to regret;
Move along...
We wrote our name in the sand,
Shores took it back; it wasn't planned,
It just wasn't meant to stand;
Write your own...
Take your time...
We will be fine...
All the way...
To the finish line...
(Yeah!)
(Wah-aah-ooh, woo-ooh-ooh)
(Wah-aah-ooh, woo-ooh-ooh)
(Wah-aah-ooh, woo-ooh-ooh)
(Oooh, oooh, oooh)
(Take your time...)
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13. |
Closure
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