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Just a Little Different
03:10
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My guitar, some vinho
Come venga comigo
I don’t swim in their currents for life or assurance
My suitcase is barren
Just clothes that I’m wearing is all I believe in
No purpose just freedom
So keep your convictions
Not knowing is wisdom
Just take enough to give away
Illusions, confessions,
I’m heartsick and binging
A whole school preparing
For disappointing our parents
A grown man in ripped jeans
No woman, no family
A leather crayon on the scene
Cause coolness is a currency
So keep your convictions
Not knowing is wisdom
Just take enough to give away
I got no peace cause what I need
Is just a little different
The city’s inviting
Like soft drugs in tight jeans
The house band might save us
I guess they’re gonna get famous
With pipe dreams on delay
Like sit ups and screenplays
And art school girl weekends that come with prescriptions
I’m setting my phasers to pinstripes and blazers
I’ll make enough to get away I’ll make enough to get away
I got no peace cause what I need
Is just a little different
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Rattlesnake
03:42
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You ought to buy another round
It seems to me, ain’t nobody else around
It doesn’t matter if we don’t trade names yet
It’s good to have another voice around
I don’t wanna be no rattlesnake
Draggin all my poison in your life
We don’t even need to be awake
I just need a place to crash tonight
I hear daddy’s in the city now
He’s got a little girl and a family,
Momma doesn’t know about
And if I’m brave enough I’ll find their doorstep
But right now, right now I just need another cigarette
I don’t wanna be no rattlesnake
Draggin all my poison in your life
We don’t even need to be awake
I just need a place to crash tonight
Modern world breaking promises and bracelets
Daddy's girl hasn't seen the light of day yet
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Does it insult you when they say you look your age?
Did you think it happened any other way?
When who you hoped to be is getting out of range
I’m just as fucked, I’m just as fucked I’m just the same
When I was younger I just wanted to fit in
But fitting in was not a problem
I hear the future’s just a heightening of flaws
And I don’t think I’m gonna like it there at all
These parties always start so fucking late
The kids are lining up but they’ve forgotten why they came
It’s so much cooler than before
But nothing here excites me anymore
Dumb, dumb and no one’s sincere
She knows the artist but the guest list thing is so last year
The wine’s free and I hate nostalgia but after 4 drinks I’m all
“you should have seen me when I started,
I even played gigs outside my apartment”
When I came out here I was hoping for some kicks
But getting kicked was not a problem
They say the future’s a koala bear with claws
And a case of the shakes
And I don’t think I’m gonna like it there at all
These parties always start so fucking late
The kids are lining up but they’ve forgotten why they came
It’s so much cooler than before
But nothing here excites me anymore
Let’s start a brand new town
Cause the old one’s busted
It’s so much cooler than before
But nothing here excites me anymore
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Let's Get Lost
03:41
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I got my mother’s eyes but not her sense of reason
I wish we lived somewhere we weren’t scared of the seasons
You got a job you hate, I’m not afraid of dreamin’
Let’s get our money right, we’ll take a train one night
Let’s get wild and young and dumb and free just you and me
Let’s get lost
We’ll be mysterious in northern Argentina
and teach some English between gigs at the cantena
Or ride the indie wave to southern California
The where don’t matter dear, let’s just get out of here.
Let’s get wild and young and dumb and free just you and me
Let’s get lost
Oh, we could find an easy life
Where day by day is not a question of not drowning
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Gunsmoke
03:35
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Hands to the sun, hands to the sun, hands to the sun
Stick em up or be discontinued
Hands to the sun, hands to the sun, hands to the sun
Hope the gunsmoke don’t get in you
Hate who you like but it isn’t right calling me a liar
Hate who you like but it isn’t right calling me a liar
Some lovers run, God bless you son, I’ll miss you
Heart is not the issue
Mine’s on fire
Heist of the heart
Heist of the pure
Heist for a cure in a black flask burns so sweetly
Some play for keeps
Trade living free
Give till they bleed
But a house pet won’t become me
Hate who you like but it isn’t right calling me a liar
Hate who you like but it isn’t right calling me a liar
Some lovers run, God bless you son, I’ll miss you
Heart is not the issue
Mine’s on fire
I see his hands move real slow
Chase you places you wanna go
Leaving so fast, you feel low
But why trade your body for rent control?
Some lovers run, God bless you son, I’ll miss you
Heart is not the issue
Mine’s on fire
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Is You Sufferin'?
03:37
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Jenna’s outside got your clothes in the car
This is bad enough, don’t act like you give a shit
You got so much friends, do they know all your parts?
I’ll just say this once, it just ain’t your business
Proving I’ll be fine, yeah I’ll find somebody soon dear
And I wonder all the time, but don’t want to know
I don’t like when you’re hurt, but I kinda hope you’re wounded
We’re all killers inside but only you would want to take it this slow.
Just swear you’ll save me someday
I swear I’ll save you someday
Is you is you is, you sufferin’?
Used to wear a brave face, said that we’d get by somehow
But then the hard times changed you changed you
So take a condescending breath, why don’t you tell me who’s the asshole now?
It’s not your fault that losing comes so naturally
Yeah, that’s the good stuff… take a strange pinch and nail me to it
I’d ask the same thing, but I doubt you’d know how
They’ll offer you their heart if you promise to be gone
Cause nothing validates love like the aching eyes that watch it move on
Just swear you’ll save me someday
I swear I’ll save you someday
Is you is you is, you sufferin’?
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