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Ballon d'Or
04:10
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curtains pulled down
all of my time spent waiting, waiting on
reasons to push on through
nothing around feels new
and the kids that I know, how quickly they choose to
laugh at themselves: some for bad, some for good
it's a drag when they ask "what should we want to do?"
how to act?
what is cool?
what is god?
is that true?
so just tell me how to answer and I'll be fine
take a break to knock the ball around and change my mind
yeah just tell me that it's ending and I'll be fine
gonna rearrange the calendar and make some time
i'm gonna play like Luka Modric
don't gotta think twice, cause I"m on it
and if i get three yards, you're chasing after me
curtains still down
all of my time spent wasted, wasted on
nihilist hopeless moods
what can i really do?
when the days are getting longer, you still can't find
a real ass friend, even a hobby, or a worthwhile vine
it's really dumb to act self righteous when you don't understand
because your life is pretty easy so you'll wash your hands
i wish my life was ninety minutes on a pitch well spent
all my relationships and efforts moving towards one net
i wish that i could make decisions moving on the fly
whatever happens gonna happen even if i try
i'm gonna play like Luka Modric
don't gotta think twice, cause i'm on it
and if i get three yards, you're chasing after me
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eating some apples with sarah at my mom's house
passing the time, drinking wine, and doing crosswords
(feeling sorta phobic, wanna go outside)
screaming inside till we're sick and feeling unheard
overanalyzing, finally we're sliding
(tell me what you want to tell me)
acid in the freezer
modelo in the fridge
tripping in the basement
begging for the bridge
(never again no i will never
sit here waiting for your answers)
drunk on the phone and i'm feeling pretty anxious
(time - is not on my side.)
go to the doctor, the doctor makes me feel good
(so much has gone)
learning to fly or just wishing maybe i could
(time just flies)
find another rhythm, break another system
participation trophies
buried in a ditch
full count, two out
ready for the pitch
so long, i've waited so long
(some nightmares last forever)
[smoking cigs with jon mon
listening to fond han
eat a chicken sandwich
fight your neighbor's parents]
so long, i've waited so long
(i've waited so long)
[never saw you wear it
really glad you shaved it
sorry, that was high school
never thought you weren't cool]
so long i've waited so long
(something that lasts forever)
(twenty-five)
eating some apples with sarah at my mom's house
passing the time, drinking wine, and doing crosswords
(gonna make it this time around. i've waited all my life.)
screaming outside till we're sick and now we are heard
drank a bunch of liquor, you deserve a sticker
(wasted half the time)
you feel it start to burn
and you probably should've prayed
(getting impatient)
smoking on the good stuff
i haven't gotten paid
(what do you wanna do?)
drunk on the phone and i'm feeling pretty anxious
(doctor)
go to the doctor, the doctor makes me feel good
(gonna run the key down to you)
i ain't moving home, but i'm wishing all of you would
(don't want to explain myself)
feeling so unsettled, wish i hadn't meddled
(it's complicated)
running out of lines to describe just how i feel
(don't want to explain myself)
uggggggghhhhhhhhh
so long, i've waited so long
(pavement got back together)
lamping at the hotel
conscious that my feet smell
drinking too much whiskey
wish my cousins missed me
so long, i've waited so long
(i've waited so long)
boy, that was a nice dream
drowning me in ice cream
trading meals for camels
only eat free samples
so long, i've waited so long
(some nightmares last forever)
party in the street
do you wanna go
party in the street
i don't wanna go
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3. |
Hello Loser
02:37
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(call back and see if we need you
to come clock in) yeah sure, if i
remember. so maybe never.
wondering why the weather's
really out of order
and if im getting better
as im getting older
you stupid stupid stupid
why'd you have to lose her for nothing?
you stupid stupid stupid where's your head?
(in the same place its always been)
dont want to explain but basically
sounds like a missed direction on a holiday
you dont mind
(oh yeah. i feel so far away.)
is our plan falling apart or getting better?
they say any change could take so long.
will we still be together?
(i've been beaten up but they don't ever get it done)
i dont want to always live like this i want more
i want more
but you dont
and tonight you're getting thrown off the fucking boat
cuz youre gonna take what you want and we dont
have the time to get you on the line or do this in a nicer way
this is the nicest way
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4. |
Going to Hell
02:33
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Put the picture back where it belongs
Sleep by myself
Nobody's wrong
(Arise before it's friday and you miss the whole entire thing because you're lame)
and you missed the holy roman holiday
Lazy and bitter
Always the same
(mistakes that we make cuz we're all tired)
Mistakes that we made
Because we're tired
Again
(gonna do what i want)
Everybody can change
But ain't nobody changing
Out on the job again
(out in the barlight)
You won't ever want to stop
(out of your pocket)
You wont ever want to grow
(you don't ever wanna say "it's over")
You wont ever learn to let go
Turn up the brightness
Just to see where you are
Going to hell
Get rid of your car
(need a lot more. let's go to the bar
Because there's nothing
permanent at all
(cuz nothing's fucking making sense so)
try to smoke it out the window
but the smoke just wafts back in so
you try to lay down
and go to bed
just a disembodied head
laying on a cold pillow
(pillow)
Get to dreamin' away
again
my friend
Well it's alright
Works out fine
(not dreaming)
(like you wanted)
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5. |
Saturday
04:35
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Saturday comes on I sleep in again
Can’t quite shake this hurt
Indescribable
Saturday comes on and my bed’s a trap
I get out somehow
Eventually
And the daylight, it is ever shortening
And this day might be lost before you even know
Way to go
Saturday comes on and I’m out my door
Shuffle about my town
Recognizable
Saturn’s day comes on and the faces are still gray
Something’s gotta give
Changes
And the daylight will not brighten up this sight
Cause it seems like it’s permanent
I could walk away and leave my life unchecked
Pretend that it’s just me
Finding words to say in crafting my excuse
To leave it off for now and let it all just grow
Way to go
Saturday comes on and it’s in the news
An expiration date
Unavoidable
Saturn’s day comes on and I feel his guilt again
His evening settles in
We wish upon his star
And the daylight might just burn out in my life
And I think I’ve got it all but wait, I don’t
Way to go
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6. |
Graze
04:33
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Lay down
On your side
You've got a cramp
That's cuffed your mind
Return
To this life
Bright lights can't find you
if you hide
The way you move inside your house
The things you often think about
The hardest part is
trusting yourself
Fall back in your chair
Blade of grass in your hair
Small hand on the clock
Pretend you're something you're not
Pull yourself to your knees
Beg the world for reprieve
Blade of grass in your hair
Falling back in your chair
So Long
And Farewell
To all the things
On which you dwell
This pain
In your side
Only ever makes you
Feel alive
This is
A song for you
And all the things that make you blue
Roll out of bed
It's 6 o'clock
Gotta get to work
Gotta fill your cup
The hardest part
is trusting yourself
Fall back in your chair
Blade of grass in your hair
Small hand on the clock
Pretend you're something you're not
Pull yourself to your knees
Beg the world for reprieve
Blade of grass in your hair
Falling back in your chair
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The Zells Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
We're from Pittsburgh. On Crafted Sounds. Music for the people. Booking denzellpgh@gmail.com Press eric@luckybirdmedia.com
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