1. |
Doesn't Matter!
01:50
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Getting chased by a sinking feeling
That nothing is enough
And the lack of motivation is the worst.
It's a strange and painful feeling
When the old shit slips away,
But does that matter
If I feel different every day?
Who said you were the reason I'm upset now?
The old shit slips away.
It doesn't matter,
I feel different every day.
Does it matter?
It doesn't matter.
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2. |
A17
01:37
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There's somebody in here,
But I can't call out to anyone.
A formless intruder,
I wish it would go away.
A shadowy whisper
Suggesting that I should end it all.
Was that even me,
Or does that just happen to everyone?
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3. |
Close to Home
04:36
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Right now I feel so low,
But prefer it to nothing at all.
It's a trip to get close to someone.
A dark damp space to grow.
I clean and bleach the mold.
Look hard, and you'll see things erode.
Things were going fine
Before I met you
And now I'm torn up really bad.
Should I pull away
Or lean in farther?
'Cause you, you've got me really bad.
We rule the living room.
It's our zone.
Don't trip, it's cool.
Have a beer, you can crash.
Just do you.
Things were going fine
Before I met you,
And now I'm torn up really bad.
If you can't be real,
Just stay away from me,
'Cause you, you've got me really bad.
I won't be here for long.
Let's not start something we won't
Be ready and willing to let go of.
Oh, that hit too close to home.
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4. |
Awake at 4am
01:39
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If I'm alone,
Then what is that?
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5. |
Cool Guy
01:22
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I'm so bored,
I wish I wasn't here.
Yeah, he won't shut up,
Talking off my ear.
Do you think that I
Could hardly give a fuck?
What'd he even say?
It probably wasn't much.
I feel judged,
Or is it in my mind?
All the real cool kids
Are giving me the eye.
Yeah, let's bring the noise
And show them what we've got.
Fire up the engine,
Leave them in the dust.
Cover charge,
No we don't wanna pay that.
I'd rather go
And drink next to the lake.
Oh, the evening sun
Makes me feel alive,
Wringing out my brain
And leaving it to dry.
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6. |
Future Burns
03:22
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Do nothing.
I'm walking through a sunbaked parking lot.
This is not new,
But important in some way.
You're okay.
Just driving 'round,
But nothing is the same.
Take a left here,
Watch the gas burn away.
Do you have faith?
The future burns and nothing stays the same.
I'm just ripping
Down the carpool lane.
Are you hungry?
I let you run the aux cord and AC.
It don't matter much to me.
New address.
Come visit anytime,
You know my street.
Here's the number:
Four, nine, or something.
Do you have faith?
The future burns and nothing stays the same.
If I'm still here, I may never leave.
In my head I'm alive.
At the gas station a block from here
You said, "You're alright."
I have the hardest time believing you,
But for now I'm alive.
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7. |
Judgment
01:49
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8. |
Melting
03:54
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I'm prowling through the Mission.
Drunken bad decisions.
God, it's so sad
That that place went out of business.
Spending all my money,
Trying to be funny,
Wasting my time,
Not impressing anybody.
Somebody help me,
This party's overwhelming.
It's hard to have fun
When your brain is all melting.
I'm not a good schmoozer,
And they think I'm a loser.
Yeah, it sucks to suck.
Man, I wish that I was cooler.
So lets leave this place and walk around.
Yesterday I found out
That another venue's shutting down.
Francisco and I talk
Walking circles all around the block.
Yesterday I found out
That your favorite bar is shutting down.
So, say what you wanna say.
It won't change the way it's gonna be.
If you want a comfortable home,
Then make a lot of money.
Say what you wanna say,
But cities change and people move away
And if you want a comfortable home
Then make a lot of money.
Oh, just say what you wanna say.
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9. |
Libra's Chains
01:38
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The scale hangs up above.
Themis, so unmoved
Gazes down upon the world.
Anchored to the ground
Obsessed and overwhelmed.
Oh, and all for what?
Oh, Libra,
With no weight to pull those chains tight
Would you sigh with relief
And spin into the night?
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10. |
FINAL BOSS (time 2 die)
01:07
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?????????????
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11. |
Sun of Tron
03:37
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I was lying in bed once,
Smothered and restless
Wasting an afternoon.
"I just wanna feel better,
Alive, or whatever.
Just wanna leave my room."
But my heart is so set on 711,
I fill up on garbage food,
Now I'm tired as ever.
I'll see you whenever.
Hope I can get up soon.
I hope I don't take too long.
Another day goes by.
I hope I don't take too long.
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Jonathan Deathrich Los Angeles, California
Press and booking inquiries: jonathandeathrichmusic@gmail.com
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