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Wrecking Bawl
05:24
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Without warning I see your name in my hand
I forget why my eyes light up
Enough time gone by to expect a new tune
Turns out I've heard the refrain
And I don't know why it's pity your deserve
When it could be so much worse
I'd like to hang around
Blithely be chewed out
When you throw a wrecking bawl
Drown the guests with your salt
I'd like to dry you out
Enable another round
When you throw a wrecking bawl
And wade in your own water
Confident I got rid of any pests
But you're living rent-free in me head
Wash my hands try to shake you from my sent
A boomerang without a nose
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Fool In Your Head
04:06
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Reach out for any way to celebrate
Somehow you forgot to count
Tomorrow won't be any fun
But the thought hasn't turned up
Libations in hand
The lights shutting off
Was once in command
Of the vessel given up
With aching eyes and groaning steps
Plans surrendered 'night before
And daylight rears its spiteful head
Exposing what a coward you are
And every sorrow you secrete
There's more waiting gathered up
The force applied for a good time
Comes around to balance out
Libations in hand
The lights shutting off
Was once in command
Of the vessel given up
Libations in hand
The lights shutting off
Was once in command
Of the vessel you gave up
Just haunting your own bed
Wondering how you did it again
And hide in shame, no one to blame
But the fool trapped inside your head
Clean up, you're playing too rough
You can't take what you used to snuff
The bills you foot and build them up
They get collected soon enough
Just haunting your own bed
Wondering how you did it again
And hide in shame, no one to blame
But the fool trapped inside your head
The fool inside your head
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When August Ends
03:32
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Graced with no alarm to ignore
Everything can take its time
Play for letters not to report
Globetrottin' in the driveway
Cruise around the town
No one to tie down the endless days
That don't belong to anyone
When August ends we're captive again
When August ends it's back to the pen
When August ends no seconds left for dawdling
Kill some hours record browsing
Treasures formed before you're born
Ask the cashier what they're spinning
Latest favorite song in tow
In a den with friends
Radio stations and self-made
Playlists keep the gang together evermore
Hold your cap down
Flip the desk and
Quiet wary bells
Keep your smile still
When August ends we're captive again
When August ends it's back to the pen
When August ends no seconds left
When August ends we're all out of breath
When August ends we're captive again
When August ends it's back to the pen
When August ends no seconds left with you, my friend
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Big Time
04:02
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Stuck in a drag tsunami
The trauma of the bland
Your fallacy pharmacy
To fill your prescription
I could draw a card
Cover up my wool and play a part
Rush around the board, end up at start
Are you having a big time out again
Tagging locales and making brand new friends
Are you better if it's just all pretend
Expiring featurettes
And miniature headlines
With second-wave replacements
Admirers satisfied
Big time
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Impervious
06:14
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On nights like this
Do you regret how
You're impervious
Nothing gets through now
Does it seem you've bet
Against yourself
Do the odds look bad
For the payout
It's not too late
To embrace a porous soul
Before you wake up
All alone
Have you picked a fight
With a shade of blue
High up in the sky
Was it taunting you
Do you spend your time
Wandering through the dark
You won't recognize
What you really are
The flood is right around the corner
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Guys Named Todd Houston, Texas
Supergroup of former members from Golden Sombrero, The Merry Men, The Appeals, Lightning Briefs, Pearl Light Specials, Mike The Engineer, Bachelor Police, and Fistful Öf Dollars. Vanity side project of a guy in Yaupon.
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