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The Screws
03:52
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I remember walking
Remember floating down that hall
You were just 11 when I started getting calls
You'd say "I aint touching that dirty doorknob, and I aint playing with those sick kids"
And I'd say, "Katy, that's okay. That's okay. You can play with me
I'll keep you safe
You say, "They tighten up the screws"
You say that you can function now
But do you have the blues?
And do they hush those screaming sounds?
Those voices in your head telling you to shut your mouth
I think God might have an answer for them
Don't you think so?
Do you remember sleeping in that hell with freezing walls?
I was turning 21 and they wouldn't even let you call
So god damn right I started crying
God damn right I broke that glass
And then you called, I knew you'd call
I knew you'd find a way
You say, "they tighten up the screws"
I see that you can function now
But do you have the blues?
And do they hush those screaming sounds?
Those voices in your head telling you to shut your mouth
I think God might have an answer for them
Don't you think so?
You say, "They tighten up the screws"
You sure as hell can function now
But do you have the blues?
And do they hush those screaming sounds?
Those voices in your head telling you to shut your mouth
I think God might have an answer for them
I really think so
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2. |
Stupid
03:26
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Five years ago
Where were you then?
I wasn't doing well myself
Complacently ignored my plans
It kills me now
It killed me then
But I've been figuring it out
You don't deserve the old me now
I spent a long time on the road
You've gotta take back what it stole
Sometimes I'm still a stupid fucking wreck
Sometimes I feel the tension in your neck
You could spend your whole life trying to figure me out
Well I dare you if you dare yourself
I'm still a clingy bitch
And if you throw a promise in the mix,
I could spend my whole life trying to figure this out
Well if you stick around, I'll get it down
I spend Monday nights without you
I wind up waking up and shutting all the doors
You've been chewed up and spit out just like me
So I'll set the tone and you paint the scene
We can be what we always said we'd be
Working late, I hope that's not a problem
Here's a key to my place if I'm not home
Yeah it's soon but I feel like I need you here
Cause your head on my chest, it feels normal
And your breath in my ear doesn't tickle
And I promise that RJ said he loves you
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3. |
The Dictator
03:48
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Please don't take offense to anything
My attacks tend to be pretty weak
Subtle lashes of bottled grief
But I know how to light a room
My mother taught me to
And I can't stand to leave it lit when I walk out
Move the desk into the living room
Now you're free to make your brash dictations on stories that I wrote
And things I drew
Take the characters and give them all new occupations
Make them a little less frustrated
Give them everything they want
(Flip the script and I'll split wide open)
Thanks for the ride dear friends
My stop's up here just around this bend
This thing don't even drive like it did back then
The engine's dead, the wheels won't spin
And I won't even try to repair all this
It's not like I even built it to begin
There's so much damage that I just can't fix
It costs too much
My parts won't fit
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Please Forward Atlanta, Georgia
Emotional rock music from the foothills of Georgia.
For booking or any other inquiries, contact:
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