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Dig a Well
04:29
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What does a happy person do
when the whole thing is caving in
when their little bird dies
do they stay calm, say that’s fine
could you tell me what that’s like
I guess ill never find out
i’ve dug to deep to call for help
i’m In this hole all by myself
and my little bird is in poor health
I don’t know when I began
my memory is pretty weak
i’ve got so much dirt in my eyes
And the little bird has died
Well I haven’t been honest with myself
suspicious of every feeling I’ve ever felt
Like there’s something more on my mind
In the background, deep inside
Well I guess ill die all by myself
Ill die alone like everyone else
am I sick or am I well
these days Its hard to tell
I guess ill never find out
i’ve dug to deep to call for help
i’m In this hole all by myself
and my little bird is in poor health
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2. |
Afternoon Nap
02:42
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Think i'm gonna be all right
got a blanket and a night light
I might fall asleep soon
forbidden sleep in the afternoon
well I hope I don't wake up
for at least a little while
but really i'll be fine I can sort myself out
I think of all the things that crawl in my mouth
I don't got all that much to lose
I had a gold flaked attitude
growing faint slowly over time
I guess all things lose their shine
well I hope I don't wake up
for at least a little while
but really I am fine, I can sort myself out
i'll find salvation through sleeping on the couch
i've got sand in my eyes and sand in my mouth
and it only goes away when i'm talking to myself
so i'll waste this whole day
if that's whats gonna help
i'll tell myself anything
if thats whats gonna help
i'll wake up one day having figured it all out
but it only goes away when i'm talking to myself saying
i've got nothing to prove to you
no I don't have a bad attitude
your bullshit is reflecting off of me
and back on to you x2
but really I am fine, I'll sort myself out
I'll find salvation through sleeping on the couch
i've got sand in my eyes and sand in my mouth
it only goes away when i'm talking to myself
saying
i've got nothing to prove to you
no I don't have a bad attitude
your bullshit is reflecting off of me
and back on to you x2
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3. |
Whatever, Good Enough
02:29
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Little candle in my mind
won't burn out as the wind blows by
I've made all of this empty space
now the light just fills the place
from time to time I get too high
see that candle through my eyes
i'm afraid of simple platitudes
cool kid club attitudes
and it gets harder to take
you wouldn't believe what they say about
one another
sometimes I don't feel good enough
get messed up over the small stuff
I lack a certain subtle touch
so I don't talk so much
but really I got a lot to say
and you wouldn't believe the mess I can make
in just a few words
but I can't pretend
I don't get excited
when something good happens
if they feel nothing then good for them
so congratulations, if only I were boring,
an unpleasant surprise
devoted stoic, worth ignoring
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4. |
Worse Than Me
02:33
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sick of seeing candle light
when i close my eyes at night
those shadows on the wall
seem to creep
nothing is what it seems
not a nightmare, not a dream
those shadows get so tall
and appear so grotesque and obscene
looking at me
but I can handle this
sick of all this bummed out shit
sick of the doom and gloom
sick of the evening news
i gotta open up my mind
i'm so tense all the time
a string about to snap
I hope I can handle that
i always try to do my best
only got myself to impress but most of all
i'm never pleased
i'll do something embarrassing
make a stupid comparison between myself
and someone who's got it worse then me
yet still they are happy
but I can take the hit
not whats behind that fist
not sure what I can do
when they are hurting too
i always cross the line
when I say what's on my mind
so I try to remember that
before they try to ask
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5. |
Candlehair
02:56
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I've got something on my mind
it's been there all day and there all night
the pot of water is getting hotter
but i'm okay with being boiled alive
really I love a real good fight
nothing better to clear my mind
bloody hands and a ripped collar
I didn't deserve it until i'de earned it
put some candles on my bed
tell them how I feel and I'll pour wax on my head
just to seal the deal, but it hurts like hell
i'm all strung up by a spool of twine
not a single thread to pull or unwind
well i'm all tied up, need some scissors
but all i've got are broken clippers
put some candles on my bed
tell them how I feel and I'll pour wax on my head
just to seal the deal, but it hurts like hell
I'll do it for you
I'll do it for you I swear
I'll do it for you
light my candle hair, so I can drip everywhere x2
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6. |
Judy Never Says Hello
03:03
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Judy comes and goes, never says hello
looks you in the eye as she walks in
cigarette hanging from her lip
she grabs a seat but she doesn't sit
her face is painted gold
she stands on a chair
high in the air
she cuts off her hair
it gets everywhere
Judy's getting old, three hundred years ago
she could feel the years on her skin
she cut herself in half to count the rings
said I lost count about half way in
so it's not for me to know
she stands on a chair
high in the air
she cuts off her hair
it gets everywhere
Judy comes back when her hair's grown out
she doesn't say a word when she is freaking out
nothing is sacred, she thinks too herself
nothing is sacred, she figured it out
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7. |
Healing Ritual
02:35
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I am open to getting better
call a doctor, get it together
talk to someone about my feelings
take the first step to start healing
and all of that bullshit
that happy people do
I'll quit smoking, I'll eat three meals
i won't drink coffee, it's not Ideal
but I want something too feel real
ya it's gotta hurt, ya that's the deal
and I just want it to stop dragging me around
a dead body clocking in, a dead body clocking out
finally enough is enough I can change my attitude
I'll wake up tomorrow and I'll just stop
all of the bad things I do
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8. |
Life Of The Party
04:07
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I'd like to see myself in small clothes
I really wouldn't mind being skin and bones
wouldn't take up space when I go out
see my skinny face in the windows
i'd like to be loaded with money
i'd like to live my life in luxury
don't worry about the price, thats okay
whatever the price is, I'll pay
I'd like to be so many different things
i'd like to know what success could really bring
so I stand out on the road with my sign out
it says "give me your money and give it now
I know how to make you all happier
Ya I know for sure what makes people happier"
and I guess we really get what we deserve
so
I'd like to live the life of a farmer
i'd like to learn how these things grow
i'd like to see myself work harder
i'd like to get some dirt on my clothes
and put things in the ground, sell them at the side of the road
i'd like to be as strong as my mother
i'd like to be so brave in the unknown
i'd like to be more kind to each other
i'd like to tell my mom she's not alone
i'll wait for her to call
i'll even answer the phone
i'll put aside
all my pride
all the fear
in my mind
i'm insecure
this time i'm sure
i'm insecure
this time i'm sure
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9. |
Library Song
03:44
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Ive had to see whats inside of me
i ate a microscope, it was hard to eat
If i close my eyes good and tight
i could see my insides if I had eaten a light
seams bursting open, this is just what i see
over stuffed cotton falling out of me
but i can't complain, not in such a state
something much worse could be lying in wait
can't forgive what is broken if only broken things are free
you can take it all from him but you cant take it from me
i'll be your safe, i'll be your library
i'll be the very day that you met me
and nothing will change no this is just how it will be
my sister and my mom, my father and me
a happy family.
and who can I blame for taking him away,
Heavy metals in the air lodging in his brain?
well the demons been awoken and its smiling at me
its too little to late, cause I am the library
volumes of history, written into me.
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10. |
Won't Reach Out
02:29
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Im not sitting down
Im standing still
I’ve been home for years
haven’t told anyone
That I’m here and I probably wont
I probably
wont reach out to anyone
do some damage to myself
And if I ever hear
From someone that I know
I won’t be sincere
Make it up as I go
don’t need you to say it,
don’t want to hear
Exactly what I already know
Please leave me alone
I’ve got all I need inside
Got a place to call my own
Got a good place to hide
If I say that I’m fine
That’s up to me that’s my right
so I’m not sincere
i’ll do it alone
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Pope Joan Calgary, Alberta
Pope Joan had a baby in the street, you can bet the priests didn't know and the cardinals didn't ether.
Pope Joan is based in Calgary
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