1. |
I'm a Sensation
03:45
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I'm not stupid
But oh I reserve the right
Yeah to play the fool
And stumble into the night
I'm a thinker
But I am not convinced of many things
Please use your blinker
I need a signal more than anything
I'm a sensation
But I would not say sensational
Not like the headlines
I am hardly that forgettable
You want your voice to be heard
But the loudest ones have egos
Oh this body's lost control
Now it don't know which way we go
It don't know which way
I'm not over
All the selfish things I'm feeling now
But I'm so sober
Oh well this spirit knows its limits now
I'm not easy
But I ain't asking you to tell me
What I'm thinking of
Would you please please me
Oh you never even tried my love
I want to please you
I want to see you shine and care for me
I'd never leave you
Well that's the difference from you and me
You want your voice to be heard
But the loudest ones have egos
Oh this body's lost control
Now it don't know which way we go
It don't know which way
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2. |
Bad Actors
03:35
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Do you watch your tongue
Are you gorgeous and young
When it ends will you lose your mind
You can purse your lips
Say, It wasn't supposed
To be like this this time
Is your worship free
Confess! Can it be
Have you left yourself in a book
But what's the use
If you like the abuse
It's a kink, it's a game, it's a look
Do you think I'm dumb
Are my prospects numb
Am I no child left behind
Save your charity
Are you more like me than you thought
Have you changed your mind
Darlin' read my lips
Economic eclipse
Egocentric enterprise
It's a guarantee
Have a look, let's see
If we end up in disguise
We were wrong, we were late
Things were further from okay
But we swore to be great
To eradicate bad actors
To cancel and shun
Everyone
Do you watch your tongue
Are you gorgeous and young
When it ends will you lose your mind
You can purse your lips
Say, It wasn't supposed
To be like this this time
Is your worship free
Confess! Can it be
Have you left yourself in a book
But what's the use
If you like the abuse
It's a kink, it's a game, it's a look
We were wrong, we were late
Things were further from okay
But we swore to be great
To eradicate bad actors
To cancel and shun
Everyone
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3. |
Pleasure in a Fast Void
04:24
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You wander in place for a long time
You feel so restless but you don't ask why we bother
To stay afloat and paddle to the shore
Just to get pushed back when we ask for more
Pleasure in spades in a fast void
You feel so helpless and unemployed
Maybe the stakes are too high
You're back full circle and you don't know why
Water in space as a lifeline
But it means nothing if we pander all the time
Sentiments wane and stumble and die
The execution of the west coast line
You take a picture so that you don't mind
We laugh in the face of a good time
It's ostentatious and paradigm
Come for the X and stay for the Y
How much longer til Anaheim
Pleasure in spades in a fast void
You feel so helpless and paranoid
Maybe the stakes are too high
You feel so reckless and you don't know why
A smile on your face is a life line
But it means nothing if we can't act kind
Holding space and of sound mind
Can't trust the future so we turn back time
Sleep on it maybe this time you won't cry
Water in space as a life line
But it means nothing if we pander all the time
Sentiments wane and stumble and die
The execution of the west coast line
You take a picture so that you don't mind
A smile on your face is a life line
But it means nothing we can't act kind
Empathy fades and crumbles and dies
Can't trust the future so we turn back time
Sleep on it maybe this time you won't cry
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4. |
The Measure of a Man
05:03
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Ones and zeros all in a row
I still don't know which way to go
Misbehavior registers illogical
Every movement economical
Stone cold logic incomplete
I wish I had a warm heartbeat
Maybe I should learn to play the violin
Or find myself a feline friend
Oooh
Can you tell me
Could you show me
They say it is the human way
So I will fight against
This program that my maker made
I'm running out of space
Maybe I will make
The measure of a man someday
Ones and zeros all in a row
I still don't know which way to go
Misbehavior registers illogical
Every movement economical
Oooh
Can you tell me
Could you show me
They say it is the human way
So I will fight against
This program that my maker made
I'm running out of space
Maybe I will make the measure of a man
I try to trace the human nature
Square by square upon graph paper
I, oh, I
I play the game but by their rules
I end up looking like the fool
I, oh, I
Is this what they would call cruel
They say it is the human way
So I will fight against
This program that my maker made
I'm running out of space
Maybe I will make the measure of a man someday
It is the human way
So I will fight against
This program that my maker made
I'm running out of space
So maybe I will make the measure of a man someday
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5. |
Life Ordinary
03:35
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I lead a life that's ordinary
And I don't want to be afraid of the world while drinking my coffee
Or while I'm watching my TV
And I don't want it to reflect on me even a little
People like living large on their knees
I turn down the sound on the world
I don't care anymore
I don't owe anyone an apology
It's not fair to ignore
My feelings when I want more
I lead a life that's ordinary
I like to cry but on the inside and take drugs recreationally
And I donate to charitable causes
So it's okay if I'm a little hedonistic every once in a while
And I'm not opposed to post pragmatic principles
People like living large on their knees
I turn down the sound on the world
I don't care anymore
I don't owe anyone an apology
It's not fair to ignore
My feelings when I want more
People like living large on their knees
I turn down the sound on the world
I don't care anymore
I don't owe anyone an apology
It's not fair to ignore
My feelings when I want more
I don't care anymore
I don't owe anyone an apology
It's not fair to ignore
My feelings when I want more
I don't owe anyone an apology
My feelings when I want
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6. |
Odd Feelings
05:38
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I'm with you in a dream
And we can't find our way out
We're not supposed to be here
And we can't find our way out
Do you see that house
The complex/property over there
There's women selling drugs
Odd feelings in the air
And over at the complex
Our friends are outside by the pool
But no one's going swimming
It feels like we're interrupting
Back at your apartment
We tried to fall asleep
Odd feelings in the air
We must have fallen deep
Early the next morning
We woke up outside across town
Ended up in some apartment
As the sun was going down
I make sure they don't see my powers
I make sure I keep them discreet
Out here on the balcony
And back out on the street
Out there in the endless
Forgive for no one else will
Apologize to your master
Or master might kill
Out here in the complex
We test our powers on the stairs
You looked at me and I looked down
Odd feelings in the air
I can generate a force
That shakes and everyone can feel
Our friends are outside in the grass
Meditating in a field
Enter enter great dissenter
What is it we are wont to do
We're back at your apartment
We can't seem to kick the habit
But it feels like we're being followed
We try to run out to the hall
When all the exits start to exit
The doors all blend in with the wall
Too tired now to care
I guess we'll just lie down and sleep
Odd feelings in the air
We must have fallen deep
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7. |
Bird in Hand
05:35
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You wandered in to where I work
You came in off the street
I stared until I turned and blushed
You turned and took your seat
I waited til I took too long
And then we lost four years
You wandered in to where I work
You knew you'd see me here
I sort of met your sister once
But she forgot my name
And I took you to New York too
But to you it's all the same
I understand your body
That don't mean I get your heart
Cause a bird in hand is a burdened hand
When it leaves before it starts
It feels like our time together came and went
And you're a lot more certain of someone you've never met
I guess you need some time, it's hard to kick the habit
Making revisions of childhood decisions of dreams you won't forget
You always said it couldn't work
That it would get too hard
That I get lost in temporal things
And you're this close to God
And when your walls come closing in
You feel under attack
For every time you let me go
You let me come right back
The restaurant always stays the same
We could go somewhere else
I love it when they know our name
But it's not a sense of self
What do you make of this version of us
I take what I can get
You always make quick work of me
But you don't break a sweat
It feels like our time together came and went
And you're a lot more certain of someone you've never met
I guess you need some time, it's hard to kick the habit
Making revisions of childhood decisions of dreams you won't forget
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8. |
Your Favorite Part
04:18
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When you
You call me late at night
And you love calling
You wanna start a fight
Don't pretend to cry
Don't make me scream and shout
This time
I'm gonna win your heart
It sort of seems as though
It's your favorite part
When you know you know
Don't make me spell it out
If you want me one more time
You know I'll turn on a dime
I suspect you've always known since the start
And that's your favorite part
And you
You leave me in the dark
It's true I play into you
And we always miss the mark
When you know you know
Don't make me spell it out
This time I'm gonna play your heart
It sort of seems as though
I'm made for the part
Don't pretend, don't lie
Don't make me call you out
If you want me one more time
You know I'll turn on a dime
If you leave me one more time
You act so certain, but I'll be fine
I suspect you've always known since the start
And that's your favorite part
That's your favorite part
That's your favorite part
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