1. |
Edgewise
03:31
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Dive bar, dart board
You're twenty-five minutes late
I eavesdrop on a second date
You walk in, I open
It's been too long, how long's it been?
Monologue begins
I thought about this melody the whole damn time
I see your mouth moving but your words vaporize
You like to hear yourself talk, I don't blame you
On my better days, I do it too
Don't be addicted to telling the truth
White lie, big smile, I'll do it for you
If you wait a minute I could let you in
Start shooting the shit
We're sixteen again
Edgewise, I'm bad at it
Why don't I make an opening?
It's a two way thing (it's a two way thing)
Why have I thought about this melody the whole damn time?
I start to move my mouth, but my words vaporize
You like to hear yourself talk, I don't blame you
On my better days, I do it too
Don't be addicted to telling the truth
White lie, big smile, I'll do it for you
You like to hear yourself talk
You like to hear yourself talk
You like to hear yourself talk
You like to hear yourself talk
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2. |
Fuji or a Trek
04:27
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Take a Fuji or a Trek to Coney Island, why not?
When's the last time you
Put a helmet on your head
Headed out without the GPS running?
Lose track of time take the wrong right turn
And it occurs to you
You had shit to do but you
Keep on riding Brighton Beach you keep on
Suspending disbelief for a moment more
I don't know
Why I can't put names to faces anymore
I've grown
Thinking about a rent to own
But sex is still a big deal
Still get a second wind at midnight
Can't be trusted behind the wheel and that's fine
I don't want to slow down cause it all gets so loud
When I sit still for too long
But I can't keep running around with my head in the clouds forever
I don't want to slow down cause it all gets so loud
When I sit still for too long
But I can't keep fucking around with my head in the clouds forever
Throw yourself to 808s and amen breaks in a sweaty room
You saw Ms. Josephs at the rave said you look the same
Don't know what to make of that
Feel yourself decline it's your bedtime
But you power through cause you got to prove
That you can kick it like you're fresh and new
Like the twenty-twos
Like your 10th grade English teacher
Don't know
Why I can't put names to faces anymore
I've grown
Thinking bout a rent to own
But sex is still a big deal, still get a second wind at midnight
Can't be trusted behind the wheel and it's fine
I don't want to slow down cause it all gets so loud
When I sit still for too long
But I can't keep running around with my head in the clouds forever
I don't want to slow down cause it all gets so loud
When I sit still for too long
But I can't keep fucking around with my head in the clouds forever
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3. |
Can Both Be True?
03:29
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I've never known you better
I've never known you less
Can both be true?
Can both be true?
I've forgotten how to be alone with myself
But I'm hoping that I won't have to figure it out
Stick around
Can both be true?
Father said remember who you are
Shirley said change can be hard, even if you want it
Shruthi said don't have to be on guard
I said I'm holding my cards, don't know how to stop it
Father said remember who you are
Shirley said change can be hard, even if you want it
I've never known you better
I've never known
I've never known you less
I've never known
I've never known you better
Can both (I've never known) be true?
I've never known
I've never known you less
Carmen said protect your heart
And Oliver said what on earth have you got to lose?
Both are true
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4. |
Hello to the Kiddies
03:37
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Hello to the kiddies with the wraparound sunglasses from the gas station
Shoppers at the front of the influencer mass migration
Posers gotta wake up at five as a personality
Bitches picking songs no one knows to sing at karaoke
Maybe I'm for nothing
But nothing's good for me
Maybe I'm for nothing
But nothing's good for me
I'm not a people pleaser
I am pleased
Nothing's good for me
Maybe you just need some
Haterade
Haterade in your
Haterade in your cup
Haterade
Haterade in your
Haterade in your cup
Hello to the crystal girls with rising signs right above the link in bio
Indie boys in carhartts, no union card but got the style
You got the style
You got the style
I'm not a people pleaser
I am pleased
Nothing's good for me
Nothing's good for me
Maybe you just need some
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Haterade
Haterade in your cup
Haterade
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5. |
Magical Thinking
02:36
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Two twin beds, spine in the center
I hate mess, once it was splendor
In my head I'm trying to fill the cracks
Upside down flag
Hole in the ceiling
Flat beer, flash
Smile 'til I'm feeling
In my head I'm trying to bruise you back
Can't get to you from here but it feels good
Can't get to you from here but it feels good
I'll count to three
You'll disagree
Skeleton key
You can't be free, be free of me
'Til you see how I'm so not in need
I'm not in need
Two hard heads
Backs to the canvas
Oil paint mess
I tossed it and us
In my head I'm trying to find my face
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6. |
Slice of the Cloud
03:25
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Drunk at your wedding
They peacock and I hide
Is that a white horse?
Haven't shown face in a while, though you've tried
Can't say, can't say, can't say, you haven't tried
Can't say, can't say, can't say, you haven't tried
Once we joined our names into a single email account
Now just one more abandoned slice of the cloud
I don't recognize you in this dress
Can't say I recognize you right now
I've got CVS receipts old enough to have a drink
So you know I don't let go
But I don't feel my shoulders tighten anymore when you walk down
I don't feel nothing at all
I've got CVS receipts old enough to have a drink
So you know I don't let go
But I don't feel my shoulders tighten anymore when you walk down
I don't feel nothing at all
CVS receipts old enough to have a drink
So you know I don't let go
But I don't feel my shoulders tighten anymore when you walk down
I don't feel nothing at all
Can't say, can't say, can't say, you haven't tried
Can't say, can't say, can't say, you haven't tried
Drunk at your wedding
They peacock and I hide
Is that a white horse?
Haven't shown face in a while, though you've tried
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7. |
Fastest Alone
03:45
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You're alone on the Atlantic
Nothing but the back in your clothes
I see the dream in your pools
When they're closed
You fantasize and I panic
Skin to salt exposed
I see the dream in your pools
When they're closed
And I'm not gonna tell you
where to go
what to see
how far to row
where to be
What to do
just take me with you when you leave
He travels fastest
He travels alone
Laughs and the whole world laughs alone
Laughs and the whole world laughs alone
Tell me why did you stay the night
Why'd you tell me about your dream
One eye shut and the other
Trained on me like a sunbeam
Tell me now why are we dancing
If the ground never hit your feet
Maybe we don't have the words
But I'll hold you while you sleep
He travels fastest
He travels alone
Laughs and the whole world laughs alone
Laughs and the whole world laughs alone
He travels fastest
He travels alone
Laughs and the whole world laughs alone
Laughs and the whole world laughs alone
He travels fastest
He travels alone
Laughs and the whole world laughs alone
Laughs and the whole world laughs alone
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8. |
If It Floats
03:57
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Touch the map and close your eyes
Maybe it's a bad idea
Maybe your finger's in the overstory
Maybe it's already cleared
Said you want an olive tree
Pipe dream, firewood
But out of curiosity
See if Brooklyn does it good
Flood on the plain
Don't know if we'll ever be the same
Come with me now
And if it floats, we'll give it a name
I want more tomorrow night
Don't care what I don't know
More shadow than form
At least this house has good bones
Said you want a lemon tree
Pipe dream, firewood
But out of curiosity
See if Brooklyn does it good
Flood on the plain
Don't know if we'll ever be the same
Come with me now
And if it floats, we'll give it a name
Come with now
And if it floats, we'll give it a name
And if it floats, we'll give it a name
If it floats
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Kaleidoscopic pop for musical omnivores.
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