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Sit 'n' Bounce
03:07
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I made it work this summer
I got out of my own way
Neglected what was hectic to respect my day to day
With lifted intuition
Antennas to the ground
And at the culmination of this heady contemplation, maybe
I’m chasing my tail around
What’s the point if I can’t use it?
What’s the point if I’m the same?
Did I entertain delusion and go back the way I came?
Is growth reserved for sitcoms?
Or people who pretend to care?
And is it worse to think you’re cured or cursed beyond repair?
I’ve got this neighbor
He’s a boulder
He’s so stubborn
He doesn’t move
I’ve been pushing
That fucking boulder
He’s going nowhere
He’s in a mood
Did I get better or just better at hiding?
This excuse takes a lot of effort and I hope that you like it.
Don’t go. Don’t go. Go back.
Don’t take the peace of me
I’ve got this neighbor
He’s a boulder
He’s so stubborn
He doesn’t move
I’m pushing
That fucking boulder
He’s going nowhere
What’s the use
Cause when I’m looking
I see a corner
Is it the boulder
Back to bruise?
It’s stupid
to fear the boulder
While I don’t see him
I think I do
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2. |
Munck
04:38
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Like hell I’m done
Like hell I’m well adjusted
Like hell I’m well at all
Like yell right in my face
But face it I won’t tell you off
I’ve broken up with anger
Instead I get afraid
So when you want me angry
Can you blame me when I say
I’m tense in the face of tension
It puts me in suspension
I shut down and leave my town
Each time there’s tension mentioned
I’m picking sixty nine
over seventy four or eighty five
I’ll bastardize a revolution summer of love tonight
I just wanna do the right way my way
I just wanna be your fan
I just wanna be your monk rock man
It’s all that I am, all that I can.
I’ll be your monk rock man
Giving a damn, giving a hand
I can’t feel the way you want me to
But I’ll try to understand
I’ll be your biggest fan
Monk rock man.
I can’t feel the way you want me to but i’ll try to understand
I can’t feel the way you want me to but i’ll try to be your fan
I just wanna do the right way my way, I just wanna be your fan
I just wanna do the right way my way, I just wanna be your fan
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3. |
Really Big Shrimp
04:23
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I didn’t expect a thing
The soundtrack for too many beers
Seven songs in two years
And somehow you’re not bored yet
Forgive my apprehension
I just wanna keep this safe
That’s forty ounces of faith
And not a drop was poured yet
That’s why I say
Love? Don't give me that.
Till I can give you something back
Why would I say no?
To my dream from forever ago
You want me to get up and go?
Allow me to pull back the curtain:
There’s a couch with my name on it
In front of my face, a phone.
In front of my “body” a “home”.
A world where consistency is certain
That's why I say
Love? Don't give me that.
Till I can give you something back
No proof in tact
Won’t have me sold and I will
Fold myself in half
Before i snap and I will hold
Myself to that
Until I give you something back
I cleared the bar I set. What more could I achieve?
I know this room so well that I’m afraid to leave
I just wanna cut my teeth a few more times
Keep away from tempting signs
Make no friends and take no risks
So no one gets to fuck with this
I cherish a time
When nobody paid attention
And i sang and i played and i vented
And twenty-five people shrugged
I cherish my life
Before all the sudden potential
For twenty-five minutes im special
As soon as they’re over I'm not.
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4. |
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What’s the Mileage on the high?
Once a week to once a month to once we have the time?
Tin can phones, we haven’t spoken
Riding on my high horse, but all four legs were broken
I gazed upon the rubble like a toddler in a sandbox
Threw my fit and prepped a different plan
Begin again, Begin again, begin again and be gone
Be good to this
Met some strangers, called them family,
Coming to a venue near you, keeping friends in tact
Every milestone feels like Giles’ stone
But I’ve been getting comfortable with more weight on my back
I’ve got a good thing going
Better than i’ve ever had
But there’s a shelf life on a good thing
How long ‘till the thing goes bad?
How long ‘till the thing goes bad?
Begin again, Begin again, begin again and be gone
Be good to this
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The Great Doheny
02:52
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There’s a party at your house
Maybe I’ll slide by
And then turn into some other guy
Who lives along the walls until it feels right
Who talks at the congregation till the end of the night
Who wants to become the center of everyone's life
There’s a party at your house
What a likely sight
When it’s Groundhog Day every friday night
I’m surprised I can keep this face on tight
I thought that it would peel and reveal my bite
I don’t wanna become the center of everyone’s life
I’ve got this friend
sleeps in my bed
He drinks my wine
He eats my bread
When I wanna go out
He goes instead
He says he’s a people person
I nod my head
There’s a body in the couch
And I think it’s mine
I wanna become someone I recognize
I’m not gonna sell myself no not this time
Why would I change the face I wear this one is fine
Tonight I’m in good company I’ll be alright
I’ve got this friend
sleeps in my bed
He drinks my wine
He eats my bread
When I wanna go out
He goes instead
He says he’s a people person
He says he’s a people person
He says he’s a people person
I say who said?
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Gamesphere
04:02
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When the corners of the map kiss
I’m really gonna do this
Before I wake up tomorrow morning
And throw it away
I tried to find your manifesto
On a library desktop
You commandeered for yourself in glory
And I’m in your way
You said
I know you, I hate you, I’m not what you’re all about
I know that you’re not gonna get it so just get out
I don’t have the answers, I just hate to go outside
Don’t make it your life
I was spat out on suburban roads of San Diego
Into hedge maze, and driveways alike
And I paced about it aimlessly to gain some ground.
Without landmarks; with no end in sight
I have no map, No phone
Least of all a clue
Of where to go or what to do
Because I wrapped you up in ethos
When you shook the ground beneath us
And over-drafted faith in you
I used to think I trailed so far behind you
But you kept me optimistic on the tour
So I traveled to this mountain top to find you
Just to shrug as you showed me the door
So I wandered round suburban roads in San Diego
as I tried and failed to find my flight back home
So you might feel disrespected but I can’t follow without directions
If you can’t show me the way I’ll find my own
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7. |
Rue the Day
03:39
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We treated the fishbowl like the pond
I smacked against the glass & looked beyond
In a landlocked state I thought I saw the sea.
Those days I got away with leap then look
Now when I open my mouth I catch a foot
But maybe a foot is actually good for me
I thought I was God
I thought I was cured
That nothing could touch me
That I had nothing left to learn
I thought I was good
Secure and assured
I thought I was invincible
And I could put the stick in the spokes
So I put the stick in the spokes
Now everything hurts
I’m treating my new bowl like a lake
By my mistake I stayed inside the state
And I thought I’d make a Groundhog Day mistake
ButI psyched myself for the trebuchet
That’ll throw me over the bowl someday
And I wonder if still have what it takes
I thought I was God
I thought I was cured
That nothing could touch me
That I had nothing left to learn
I thought I was good
Secure and assured
I was rippin cliffs notes
And Preaching like I wrote the book
In a cursory glance there’s a lot to overlook
I was rushin’ through it
And tellin’ my friends to stop
Untroubled by the trouble that I never knew I caused.
Cuz I tried to do what you can’t do right
Decoding the layers of a thing called life.
But which is the fairest of them all?
The Faberge egg or the matryoshka doll!
The Faberge egg or the matryoshka doll!
I thought I was invincible
And i could put the stick in the spokes
So I put the stick in the spokes
Now everything hurts
I was rippin cliffs notes
And Preaching like I wrote the book
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Cloudblock
03:08
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I only exist in extremes
I only exist in extremes
Live well or live my dreams
Over-correcting my needs
Penny pinch or spend the whole cheese
Do good Or do as I please
By a code or by any means
I only exist in extremes
That is no middle path
No sane plain Jane would live like that.
Why do I live like that
I only exist in extremes
I starve or burst at the seams
It’s brakes or breakneck speeds
Over-correcting my needs
Tongue tied or speaking my piece
I don’t emote or I scream
By a code or by any means
I only exist in extremes
That is no middle path
No sane plain Jane would live like that.
Why do I live like that
And only when I’m barely in control am I finally at peace
You can bully my body all you want when I’m getting what I need.
Why do I live like that?
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9. |
Headaches
03:12
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10. |
Chowder
03:11
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I want it All or nothing
I want it All or nothing
I want it All or nothing
I want it all or nothing
And I want everyone to love me
I’ll do anything to prove it
I want everyone to love me
Tell me how and I will do it
If I let you in
You’d know, you’d see my skin is thin
I don’t
Display it in the sun
I just hope that one by one
You can set your reservations aside
And fall in love
And if you feel I’ve overstayed
I can go away
I’ll go away.
Because I know how I invade.
In spite of good intentions made
I should just go away.
I’ll stay frail
And apprehensive
Until I’m sure that every hand intends to catch me
Because it only takes a single hand to scratch me.
And isolation keeps my skin intact.
I’ll stay back
Aloof and boring
When the claws come out I won’t be ready for it
Don’t worry I’ll be okay in the morning
Don’t worry, I won't make you deal with that.
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11. |
See You in Chemistry
07:53
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I’m giving my younger self credit
Before I fold and forget it
When I was blind to spite
And I did what I thought was right
And I Didn’t care who said it.
I’m giving my younger self credit
If you needed a hand you’d get it
I went out to the furthest bough
But I lost that resolve somehow
And each day since I regret it
And each day since I regret it
Because I grew up
And discovered my crutch
Either it wasn’t the right way to love
Or it wasn’t enough
I know the way
you showed me the bar. I'm not sure I met it.
And now I’m humbled but tepid
So I’m giving my younger self credit
And I no longer know my true intentions
Or if I just philosophized till the armchair dented
The longer it takes to think
The deeper my spirit will sink
Until it’s lost in the cushions
Do I run to reward?
Or away from a menace?
Like the hounds of hell are biting at my heels
And barking “you’re a long way from heaven”.
I am no lost cause
No John Doe, no Seven,
And if God’s waiting for me to crack
I wanna know where I’m stepping.
I needed your help
But I must recover my sense of self
I am gonna find my footing
I don’t wanna care which way God’s looking
I am gonna find my footing again.
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Carly Cosgrove Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
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Freddie - Lucas Naylor
Carly - Helen Barsz
Sam - Tyler Kramer
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