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I lost myself again
To a cigarette and gin
These hopeless nights turn to hotel lights
Well Here's Where I begin to fall apart
Half past a freckle on my wrist was the moment it set in
I'm not a child anymore, so I better shape up shape up
I've spent years reciting one liners to all our favorite shows
When will it be time to for me to write some of my own
It's better off left in the past
Where it can't be found again
Cuz we all just settled in
If life was meant to move so fast
Why have I just been lying here
Cuz I've been paralyzed by the lack of drive to move beyond these 25 years
I don't want to wear that make up put on a suit, drink stirred not shaken
Pronounce each syllable with emphasis like I'm the king of the road most taken
It's not that I'm above mediocrity
In fact I'm just so so at that
Just can't keep my head held high knowing that I'm unhappy looking back
It's better off left in the past
Where it can't be found again
Cuz we all just settled in
If life was meant to move so fast
Why have I just been lying here
Cuz I've been paralyzed by the lack of drive to move beyond these 25 years
We settled in
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Better Off Dead
02:18
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I think your walking a thin line
can't even walk a straight line
Won't get you off the curbside
must have missed the tell signs
I have a little piece of me that wants to leave you on your ass and forget that you existed
Guess I'm stuck in the mean time
already passed my bed time
I think I'm losing my mind
Hope you know this is the last time
That I'll ever be by your side as your throwing up and screaming I'm the worst guy
It's all in your head
Illusions that I'm leaving, illusions that I'm cheating
You think I'm better off dead
You might be right, but it looks like I'm still breathing
& It's all in your head
Illusions that I'm leaving, illusions that I'm cheating
You think I'm better off dead
You might be right, but it looks like I'm still breathing
I've lost my temper again
You can't blame me cuz I'm trying
Not to fuck up again
seems I'm not so perfect am I?
I can give what I can give and get nothing in return, I've got so much to learn
Please don't say a word
Can't stand the sound of your voice
I'm walking straight out the door
You know this all was your choice
But now Your just a notch in my belt and a line in a song, it won't be long before I move on
It's all in your head
Illusions that I'm leaving, illusions that I'm cheating
You think I'm better off dead
You might be right, but it looks like I'm still breathing
& It's all in your head
Illusions that I'm leaving, illusions that I'm cheating
You think I'm better off dead
You might be right, but it looks like I'm still breathing
I've waited so very long to tell you what I think
I hope you think of me when you sleep alone or with him or her or it, you know
And you choke
In your sleep, and while your turning blue, you look back to me
And on my face is a grin complacency
It's all in your head
Illusions that I'm leaving, illusions that I'm cheating
You think I'm better off dead
You might be right, but it looks like I'm still breathing
& It's all in your head
Illusions that I'm leaving, illusions that I'm cheating
You think I'm better off dead
You might be right, but it looks like I'm still breathing
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Night Cap
03:34
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Hey guess what I'm drinking myself to sleep again
It's like this Monday routine will never change
And I wish that I could say Tuesday was better
but night after night, I don't want to feel a single thing
As long as I can numb my nerves
my achey bones will lay to rest once again
This fifth of whisky doesn't work like it used to
I think I need something else to help me mend
I find myself all alone with my dog and cable
I've ate my weight in guac and burritos
It may be time to get me off my ass
Cuz my liver is swollen and my hearts is still on empty
Give me some coal, I can make you a diamond
Cuz my ass has been so tight I barely know how how to exhale
And I think the stress has been getting to me lately
It feels like It's raining salt and I am a snail
I built myself this Web of destruction
Unable to move forward, only to stare
Where's the rapture, I need someone to save me
I won't be going up but at least I know I'm going somewhere
I find myself all alone with my dog and cable
I've ate my weight in guac and burritos
It may be time to get me off my ass
Cuz my liver is swollen and my hearts is still on empty
I find myself all alone with my dog and cable
I've ate my weight in guac and burritos
It may be time to get me off my ass
Cuz my liver is swollen and my hearts is still on empty
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Keep It Real
02:27
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I don't need the constant sunshine
I won't feed your broken punchline
I'm the butt of all your jokes
It gives me hope that I'm more than just a road sign
No one fights what can not hurt them
I'm a blight, I'll burn for certain
Does courage scare you?
I bet it does, I know I do , enjoy my burden
If you're not standing up for what you believe in
Donate your legs to someone with a spine
Me and my friends have been pushing, pushing against the current
Just cause it's easy doesn't make it worth it
Thanks for the reminder
I never want to be what you've become
I won't be a yes man, or kiss-an-ass man
I think we know who won
I live with nothing but drive
I fight with nothing but pride
These words are just a piece of me
So feel my heart, and let's be alive
If you're not standing up for what you believe in
Donate your legs to someone with a spine
Me and my friends have been pushing, pushing against the current
Just cause it's easy doesn't make it worth it
If you're not standing up for what you believe in
Donate your legs to someone with a spine
Me and my friends have been pushing, pushing against the current
Just cause it's easy doesn't make it worth it
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Heathens
02:46
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It's such a sin!
when I'm finally looking in
I Hear somebody yelling settle up settle up
I lost a tax to a shark named heaven
I wish that I could get those years back
Get on your knees and relax your throat for me
And sing your lungs out, I feel the hymn now
Was this all just blasphemy
Oh just take a look around
Am I in for the run around
We're all just heathens in disguise
masking questions of our lives
On a boat towards paradise
Finding solace deep inside
We're all just heathens in disguise
masking questions of our lives
On a boat towards paradise
Finding solace deep inside
I don't want to live in fear
I just want be content
knowing there's not an answer or that I need some faith to just fit in If I wore a scarlet letter, had an A beneath my shoulder
Would I burn forever, meet my maker?
Either way the dirt tastes the same
Oh just take a look around
Am I in for the run around
We're all just heathens in disguise
masking questions of our lives
On a boat towards paradise
Finding solace deep inside
We're all just heathens in disguise
masking questions of our lives
On a boat towards paradise
Finding solace deep inside
I'm seeing angels, flowing gowns and glowing crowns
Giving me the middle finger as I'm falling down
We're all just heathens in disguise
masking questions of our lives
On a boat towards paradise
Finding solace deep inside
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The Linden Method Chicago, Illinois
THE LINDEN METHOD ARE A FOUR PIECE SKATE PUNK BAND .COINING THEMSELVES AS "SKATE PUNK REVIVAL PIONEERS", THE LINDEN METHOD IS COMPRISED OF ALEX WIGHT, CODY HORNER, XACK BRAME, AND JAKE FRITZLER. FOUNDED IN 2012 BASED IN THE POP-PUNK CAPITAL OF THE WORLD, CHICAGO, ILLINOIS. ... more
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