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Smile Stretches
07:04
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Did you offer up your heart
Just to have it all fall apart?
And I bet you didn't see it coming
When she said that she was sorry
And I bet you tried to copy her smile
When she told you it would take a while
To shift through all this bullshit
And figure out which parts of life were worth it
Smile wide and breathe deep
Little soldiers in retreat
Stopping by the riverside
Exhale sweet, mind's defeat
But this pain you claim is out of order
You're just too adorably sober
But when you tilt your bottle to greet a foggy mirror
I hope your smile stretches and becomes clearer
Rotten fruit, clenched fist
Hollowing emptiness
Squeeze out the sides and down your mouth
It always was warmer south
Wander weary, our burden's treasure
Worship the womb bearing our pleasure
Rotten fruit, clenched fist
I hope to tame the deep abyss
Rotten fruit, my clenching fist
I am done with all this shit
Shredded loins of lovers lost
We'll burn the pyre in the mall's parking lot
And I deserve this darkness in which I am living
Because subtle truths, they always seemed most fitting
Never overwhelm the fate, I may say whispering
But if you're smart you probably wouldn't listen to me
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Lines In A Row
07:50
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It's progression man, it's beautiful, it's constantly pushing the limits of tempo, and time-signature, and abrasiveness... it's continually out-dating itself before it's even finished cause every band wants to do it louder, or faster, or heavier, as soon as their done with their latest... No ending, no beginning, just a bunch of pissed off assholes who think they've drawn the perfect sphere, laughing at the shaky lines on everyone else's page, god's never content man.
Perfection doesn't settle
Please believe me when I say
Everything will be okay
Find yourself in the warm glow
Prayer candle lines in a row
Unholy Mystery
Unfold before me
This is the secret right here
The beauty in the sky
The quiet in my pleading mind's eye
Leaning against the wall
Disobeying every order that was called
Clinging for dear life to your menthol
Fuck, did they see us duck down this hall?
Sitting below the stairs
We shook all of society's cares
Stacking up every single chair
Until we were high enough to believe that no one else was there
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No ghost, no god
Day stretches its might
Into final moments of light
I watch sun sink
And buildings speed by
Beauty is perfected
Just before it dies
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So Long, Lord Jabu-Jabu
05:27
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When did you become so blind
To the nothing in your mind
And the bleeding mankind?
Could there be such a thing as winning
When your words have lost all meaning
And this weather outside is fucking freezing?
And look at you now, you've shaken your addiction
But was it really her that you were missing,
And what's your life like now without your distraction?
What can be real, outside your head?
Haven't believed a word I've said
But I hope your truth is worth it
Isolated
You're so alone
And I don't wanna be alone
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Blind the Thief Los Angeles, California
Ben and Schuyler started playing music together at age 14 in Portland, OR.
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