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Danger
03:41
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Danger, I can feel it ‘round the corner
All the lovely things have gone away
There's nothing else to say.
Stranger, everything is going dim
I find myself alone at night
Turning out the light.
Danger, something’s under my skin
I find myself alone at night
And no one's in charge.
Oh you can say what you want to say
You’ll never change what you want to change.
Danger, in every face I meet
I can’t even try to speak
Without some kind of lie
Stranger, everyone’s a stranger now
I don’t recall anybody's name
Just birthdays and life, life stories
Oh you can say what you want to say
You’ll never change what you want to change
You can say what you want to say
You’ll never, ever, ever change
All the pretty things that I can say and do
Oh they mean nothing
When I’m face to face with you
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2. |
Brooklyn or L.A.
03:27
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We’re walking down the street under streetlights
It feels like a stage
Where you say your lines and I act entertained
I get it, you’re smart and underwhelmed
Filling in the blanks as ideas are taking their shape
Color in the lines, you mull over your great escape
You’re leaving, you tell me all the time
That the city has lost touch with you
And you’re moving to some place that will keep you amazed
Like Brooklyn, or L.A.
What a unique way to make a really big change.
Oh what a pretty dress you put on when you’re making a scene
All the pretty boys gather ‘round just to hear your critiques
We get it, you're smart and self-aware
Say your little lines but I know that you don’t have a clue
In your perfect world, everyone’s impressed with you
And big plans you pulled right out of the books you read in the seventh grade
Oh how those stories could keep you amazed
About Brooklyn, or L.A.
I can’t believe that you see yourself with a straight face.
Oh, I guess I’m bitter when I see you showing off your new tattoo
Oh I want to be like you
You do the things that I could never do.
You finally reached the promised land
It’s in the letter that you sent
Your new best friend is a dramaturge
Bed-Stuy’s all you could afford
L.A. was just too far away
You couldn’t stomach Silver Lake…
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3. |
Big Machine
03:02
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You've got a lot of nerve
Passing actions off as words
Your hands move before your lips
I could stand you,
But not this
I thought I wanted this
Can't say I want it now
Behind your big machine
Engineering every scene
But you'll bend and then you'll break
We'll be watching every take
I thought I wanted this
Can't say I want it now
Pull back the curtain
We'll see you performing
A marionette whose whole face
Screams a warning
I thought I wanted this
Can't say I want it now
Who do you want on your side in this war?
Just some sociopaths who don't care what it's for?
They'll destroy all your friends with a flick of the wrist
You'll be standing there grateful that you still exist.
But who's watching you
Who's watching you now?
Get down on broken knee
Bleed your whole history
Who will be watching you?
Now that we're onto you?
Watching you
Watching you
Watching you
Watching you now?
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Lives on TV
02:15
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I sit here watching these lives on TV
Compelling and dangerous and nothing like me
Endless romances with tragic young men
Funny how heartbreak looks so good on them
I look out the window, it’s winter again
Silver bare branches bend back in the wind
Funny how spring comes again and again
Days into years, and where have I been?
Oh, what’s another try
Just to feel it again and again and again and again
What’s another try
Just to feel it again and again and again and again
Lives on film, they don’t apply
But we’ll try just to feel it again and again
I sit here watching these lives on TV
Sometimes I swear it they look back at me
The screen fades to static and I am alone
Watching bare branches from the comfort of home.
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5. |
Glory of Success
04:08
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Hold on to your hat
I'm on my way back
With golden eyes
And muscled thighs
And all the trappings of joy.
I'll wait for you downtown
With all my famous friends
Bathing in champagne and caviar.
I am a picture
Of the glory of success
Is this what you pictured?
When you dreamt of us?
The fastest cars
Aren't fast enough for me.
You're nothing without wings
To set you free.
Fighter jets and private planes
Over deserts in the dark.
I see a picture
Of a city full of stars.
Is this what you pictured
Did you think I'd get this far?
I am a picture
Of the glory of success
Is this what you pictured?
When you dreamt of us?
Hold on to your hat
I'm on my way back
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6. |
Made Your Bed
03:17
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The little things keep you awake
War and peace and your own mistakes
Something's gotta give
You see yourself in windowpanes
Your face is tired but it's still the same
They asked for you by name
Eyes wide you made your bed
But we're the ones who lay our heads
You act extraordinary
I almost believe you really care
But all those things you carry
Are showing wear and tear
Eyes wide you made your bed
But we're the ones who lay our heads
It's hard in January
When skies are cold and gray
But if you ask me nicely
You know I’ll always play
Eyes wide you made your bed
But we're the ones who lay our heads
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7. |
The Party
03:32
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I want to be the summer breeze
And touch all the pretty girls
I want to take a little more
Before it becomes a habit
I want to say a little louder
Everything is golden
Oh you know I’m telling the truth
You can find me here in my downtime
Staring at the mirror on the wall
You can always find me in my downtime
Staring at the mirror on the wall.
You can say what you want to say
Just try to keep it honest
And we’ll change, I know we’ll change
But we’ll still watch the neighbors
You can feel what you want to feel
I'll try to make it even
Oh you know I’m falling apart.
You can find me here in my downtime
Staring at the mirror on the wall
You can always find me in my downtime
Staring at the mirror on the wall...
What would it take to surprise you?
What would it take to surprise you?
What would it take to surprise you?
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8. |
I Don't Stand a Chance
04:18
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I don’t stand a chance
I don’t stand a chance
I spent the last of my change
Trying to find my way out of this place
But you’re fading in and out and I stand still.
There’s no rest, there’s no reprieve
There’s no rest, there’s no reprieve
I’ve read all the right books and I know
The meaning of anodyne
I haven’t found one yet but I’m biding my time.
I’ve got a reason to leave here
But you know I’m never gonna go
I won’t apologize to you
For the things that I have to do.
I won’t apologize to you
There are things I have to do.
I don’t stand a chance
I don’t stand a chance
Cause you’re fading in and out and I stand still.
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