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Nubbin
03:40
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All used up
I’m in the tank and riding slow
Mountains meet the vapors
up on TV Road
Warning signs and skyline hives
where bilkers wait
Creeping pines a save denied
at royal gate
Hide away and ditch the highlight reel
Find a way to kill the curse I caught
And nowhere did I say
you had to decline
Holding the door
where you jump off the line
Lost or saved
Left in the cave the crew jumped ship
“Let her run” and fire the gun
Forget the blip
Put away the weapons
on the field
Assessing all the damage
that they caused
Of paydays and no waves:
Go under the knife
Trusting the locals
with savings their lives
My vile vault of memories
inside a new brain
Bending the angles
in dreams that remain
While you bless the colors
I drive in my sleep
Chasing the ghost
of the soul that I keep
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Fall Hall Calls
01:15
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The simple task is waiting
The country girls have flown
A flop between exuberant and cold
The finish line is moving
With fluctuating goals
Set up for the fall by plotting crows
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Charles Walrus
04:00
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Little Billy’s gone a runnin away
Vodka Philly on the best for a temper rise
It’s so silly to be hot to the log
Interception took the simple and I’m returned
Did you ever see the places that you ought to be?
Never too old to get lost in the dark
Belinelli corner perching the shot
Tried to grab something in life that I haven’t got
Up to dinner now we’re back in the inn
Was a chaser and then shot me to shit
Did you ever see the places that you ought to know?
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Play Your Cards Right
01:27
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“If you play your cards right” and, you know …
If you make a run, and you prop up the sun
And then the prize is yours
“If you play your cards right” and, you know …
If you make a run. If you prop up the sun
And then the game is yours if you play your cards right
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Fodder
01:49
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Thought we were friends but I was just fodder all along
Just another subject for a song
But I couldn’t see the reason for the strange
Couldn’t see the setlists for the change
Couldn’t see the seasons weren’t the same
Couldn’t see the good times for the lame
Thought we were friends but I was just fodder all along
Just another subject for the songs
Just another joker all along
I couldn’t see any reason to remain
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