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End of the Line
02:31
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Ask yourself one more question
About the life you live
I’ll give you a half-assed answer brother
What else could you expect from this
Been a while now since we’ve braved the weather
On the summit monument
Now we're struggling and frustrated
What else could you expect from this
End of the line boy end of the line
Standing in the dark where your left bored and blind
End of the line boy end of the line
Where all your hopes and dreams they leave you behind
You're all messed up hungover as hell
Worries and rage fill your mind
Well you better brush up cause it don’t get no better at the end of the line
End of the line boy end of the line
Standing in the dark where your left bored and blind
End of the line boy end of the line
Where all your hopes and dreams they leave you behind
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2. |
In Revelry
02:30
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Here again out in the streets alone walking home
I don’t know how I ever make it back alive
“Just one more”, turns into three or four
“What the hell, I’ll stay out drowning with you all night”
We’ll sing our drinking songs
Laugh till we break our lungs
We will forget consequences tonight
And in this revelry we live until the end
No compromise this time the world meets our demands
Pull the covers over anchor eyes
It’s no surprise that I feel like a train wreck tumbling’ once again
Nights like these never cease
I’m amazed I could ever... ever breathe again
We will sleep when we’re dead
Right now we’re rallying’
We will forget consequences tonight
And in this revelry we live until the end
No compromise this time the world meets our demands
We will sleep when we’re dead
Right now we’re rallying’
We will forget consequences tonight
And in this revelry we live until the end
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3. |
Highway to the Sun
03:29
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It's been ten long years since I've eased my mind
Every time I come up, I just can't unwind
I wake up with only two short hours of sleep
and no rewards for us to reap
Just another endless cycle I find myself in
Can't hold it together without crashing in
The world is closing around my soul
I just need to find a little escape
I just need to stop staying out late
Drivin' down the east coast
Lookin' for something couldn't get at home
I hope to find it down along the road
On the highway to the sun
I've been talkin' to a good friend of mine
We've been shooting the shit, workin' out every line
Plotting our course to free, every dime taken into account
We've been hittin' the road, committing our souls
to a weeks respite tonight
We're gunna pull our weight, we're breaking out of this city
you best your ass we're gunna do it right.
Drivin' down the east coast
Lookin' for something couldn't get at home
I hope to find it down along the road
On the highway to the sun
With plans to take us far from home
Bags packed and a radio
Foot on the pedal and its go go go
On the highway to the sun
And we go and leave it all behind
we're going our own way, so we can find
just a little bit of something that could keep us around
for another day, just another week
I'm really damn tired and I need my sleep
Justa little break, just a little flight
Is gunna take me through the night
Drivin' down the east coast
Lookin' for something couldn't get at home
I hope to find it down along the road
On the highway to the sun
With plans to take us far from home
Bags packed and a radio
Foot on the pedal and its go go go
On the highway to the sun
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4. |
Stuck in New York City
02:09
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I was born in the city
No one could take that from me
but I found some comfort by the beach
I grew up by the water
I began to adore her
But now I’m dragged back to the street
I’ve been around for a long long time
playing clubs and filling up my head
With learned facts from righteous men who’d
probably be better off dead
Now I’m stuck here in the city
and it ain’t looking pretty
on my own alone without a friend
These towers are erasing the life anticipated
full of melancholy cigarettes
Been growing for a long time
with all those lessons in my mind
I’m finding it hard to keep steady
My hands are shaking
My nerves are quaking
and I was born ready
Told by a wise one one day that I’d find one
A home in this jungle of sin
Man you're a liar, my only desire
is to find my way again
Now I’m stuck here in the city
and it ain’t looking pretty
on my own alone without a friend
These towers are erasing the life anticipated
full of melancholy cigarettes
Because This town is full of hypocrites who are bleeding at the seams
running loop around your head and leave you
drunk and shouting blasphemy
You try to stand above it all like one of those enlightened
but you're tied down by chains and
realize that’s just how it goes
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5. |
Everything We're Not
02:38
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Pour Another Shot
Fill my beer up to the top
tonight we're going out
My boss is a creep and you spent all week on your feet
But we're not thinking about work tonight
We storm through this weather (woah-oh)
And now we're free to do anything want
Stay out all night together
And we'll celebrate everything we're not
(We're no longer) 22
and my gray hair stands as proof
We've lived through ups and downs
You look perfect in that dress, and I can't wait to see what's next
We’re gonna’ paint this town in Red
We storm through this weather
And now we're free to do anything want
Stay out all night together
And we'll celebrate everything we're not
We storm through this weather
And now we're free to do anything want
Stay out all night together
And we'll celebrate everything we're not
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6. |
Bullet
01:28
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I got a bullet
and it's engraved with a name
He's gunna feel it
Ya!
With all that he's taken
there's no feeling in my heart
just one thought left in my head
This ends today
he's human wreckage
Broken dead inside
and he deserves no grace
Grace from me
I'll make the difference
You hurt the wrong man's kid
there's no forgiveness in my heart
just one thought left in my head
He made his choices
and I can live with mine
knowing he can never do it again
cuz he's six feet under
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7. |
One for the Silverbacks
02:39
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File this under treason
handshake and a stab in the back
I know
these days are killing me too slow
So sick of the season
cold air rips through my bones again
I feelthat the sun's been out of site for weeks
so get me out where I don't have to be
Around no one who is gunna bring me down
surround myself with my drunk and loyal crowd
because tonight we'll measure success
by the good times we spend drinking with our friends
in the morning I'll be hurting but I'm on my feet again
A long walk back to the station
eyes down with a song stuck on repeat
I know there's no real pint to going home
so I don't
I walk the streets with no reason
There's nothing out here for me to find
but I feel this night could end in revelry
so get me out where I don't have to be
Around no one who is gunna bring me down
surround myself with my drunk and loyal crowd
because tonight we'll measure success
by the good times we spend drinking with our friends
in the morning I'll be hurting but I'm on my feet again
Cuz I don't wanna be round no one who is gunna bring me down
surround myself with my drunk and loyal crowd
because tonight we'll measure success
tonight we'll measure success
tonight we'll measure success
by the good times we spend drinking with our friends
in the morning I'll be hurting but I'm on my feet again
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8. |
No Plans
02:30
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Flip through old pictures of the past
Blackout nights and acid laughs
when nothing slowed us down at all
Always more trouble to get in
we celebrated all our sins
with no consequence or regret
No plans for tomorrow
no schedules to follow
a soundtrack to simpler times
we set fire to our fears
and toast up more beers
and burn out into the night
like a dead street light
Would it be a crime if I
left without warning, goodbye
just packed my bags and hit the door
cuz I've been drinkin' for a week
I'm so damn tired but I can't sleep
I'm lost in thought of when things were easier
No plans for tomorrow
no schedules to follow
a soundtrack to simpler times
we set fire to our fears
and toast up more beers
and burn out into the night
like a dead street light
I raise my glass up to the ones
a toast of things to come for us
No plans for tomorrow
no schedules to follow
a soundtrack to simpler times
we set fire to our fears
and toast up more beers
and burn out into the night
yeah we burn out into the night
yeah we burn out into the night
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9. |
Ballad of Jeny and Steve
03:02
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It was another late night
the bars were all closed
we shuffled into the street
planned up our next meet
then separate ways back home
But what I wanted to say
is you should come home with me
it was the first time we met
knew you weren't like that
so I smiled and watched you leave
I knew you'd be with me
You moved in that fall
but then came the dog
just two kids playing house
messing around
without a care in the world
Except that your dog ruined everything
shits everywhere, pissed in my chair
loves to bite little kids
now the only time we speak
is to fight about that beast
I'm telling you for the last time
it's Roxy or me
Your demon dog
likes to bark from dusk till' dawn
two times last week
we got visits from the police
darling, we're out of time
I caught the neighbors digging a grave just it's size
for the last time Jeny
it's your devil dog or me
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10. |
About Last Night...
02:35
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Try not to wake, the alarm keeps going off
another late night, harsh consequence
take for aspirin, coffee by the gallon
I'm out the door, I'm out of breathe
Because last night we went out
my friends showed up to through it down
booze and stories
Mark was dancing by himself
all these headaches
are the price we pay to play
Extended lunch
then back to getting nothing done
I count the minutes till' I get some sleep
then the phone rings
it's always something
I'm out the door for just one drink
We went out
my friends show up to throw it down
booze and stories
Mike D was passed out on the ground
all these headaches are the price we pay to play
Chris and Aki's place
Zack's industrial space
or just some dive bar
it's been a long week so I'm having too much to drink
We go out
my friends show up to throw it down
booze and stories
rooftop alarms are gunna sound
all these headaches are the price we pay to play
the price we pay to play
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11. |
In The Park
01:48
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We just met
we had a long night
but we did it right
we didi it right
I'm not afraid of danger
not afraid of strangers
cuz I just wanna love you
I wanna love you
In the park, in the street
in the back of my friend's Jeep
anywhere I don't care
as long as you're there
In the bathroom of your bar
in a dim lit subway car
let 'em stare cuz I don't care
if anybody else is there
You told me to come back
and you'd buy me a drink
we ripped through the night
yeah, we got ripped at the seams
Drunken eyes and hazy
yeah, we made our goodbyes
I promise to you babe
I'm gunna love you one more time
In a cab, on the beach
to hell with all those cops we meet
anywhere, I don't care
as long as you're there
In a public bathroom stall
in the food court of the mall
let em' stare cuz I don't care
if anybody else is there
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12. |
Moving Home
03:06
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Late at night when I’m on my own
I wonder what my future holds
I’m on borrowed time and i owe it all to you
I think about my history
the wasted days and hurt feelings
take another hit and blow it all away
Mother says don’t become like your father please
Son tries his best to let her down
This city’s got him dropping to his knees
as does the thought of moving
Home
Moving home....
I heard him say I am dying from the cure
Like father like son, we were over before we begun
It’s too late for apologies boy you can’t go living a memory
Let go of it son, let go...
Mother says don’t become like your father please
Son tries his best to make her proud
This city’s got him dropping to his knees
as does the thought of moving
Home
moving home
He ran away,swore he’d never come back
Cutting his teeth on words of regret
tied to the floor, just trying to stand
all of this talk of moving
Home
Moving home...
This city’s got him dropping to his knees
as does the thought of moving.
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