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Ibuprofen
02:58
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Your hair smells like last night,
And both our heads are aching.
A traveling body sleeping soundly on the floor,
With a sign on the door.
Soundly on the floor with a sign on the door,
These are the times.
Scribbled so sloppy,
Scribbled so sloppy.
As if they had somewhere to be in the morning.
Your hair smells like last night.
All my peers around me, they laughed all night,
I know when I’m an old me, a tear will come from my squinted eyes
These are the times, these are the times
Your hair smells like last night.
Scribbled so sloppy,
Scribbled so sloppy.
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I Took The Ride
03:31
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Have you ever stopped and thought about the pain you're causing us?
Have you ever stopped and counted how many tears have come from her eyes?
Do you ever get tired of erasing the past and covering the lies?
Did you picture this twenty five years ago with your hair dressed and your sixty nine countless?
Did you picture the problem when you got your fix at 2am with a crying child at home?
Well now you're left with problems, silence and a shell of what you used to love.
Can you feel my touch as I’m falling backwards?
Can you feel my heartbeat when I fall asleep?
I find comfort in dreams.
Can you see my eyes as they’re rolling backwards?
Can you see me die on the inside out?
It’s not too far behind.
It’s just too bad that I’m too scared to say anything.
It’s just too bad that you’re too sad to do anything.
And it’s just too bad that you’ve become the man that I hate.
And I wish I believed in God so I could have someone to blame.
But I wish you could pray to something so they take away all your pain.
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Homesick
03:17
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Found myself face down in the town I grew up in
Even in my dreams, I cannot avoid the chilling scream
I guess I’m here to stay now, mother, your wish is my command
Mother, what would you recommend?
Remember when we used to build castles in the sand?
Remember when I got so drunk that I couldn’t stand?
Were you proud of me then?
Did you see my sloppy grin?
I’m telling you for the first time this year, I don’t really want to be here
I don’t want to see your tears
Drip down your aging face for even one more second of the day
I’m sorry that I couldn’t be a better man
And I apologize for not having a life plan
Thank you for always telling me that I can do anything
I appreciate the kindness but I’m not the one to blame
Break the mold, take a hold (I can’t be the one to tell you)
Break the mold, you’re the soul (I can’t be the one to tell you)
Call me what I was meant to be called, mother
Make me what I was meant to be made, mother
Break the mold (I can’t be the one to tell you)
Break the mold, you’re the soul (I can’t be the one to tell you)
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