1. |
Long Way Out
03:59
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2. |
Something Stupid
04:34
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I got the keys
You're stuck in drive
And it's just so temporary
Oh honestly
It's a bitter season
Just listen to that 808
Whoa
Oh man, I feel like doing something stupid for you
And on the off-chance you'd be my girl
I would do
Something stupid for you
Something stupid for you
You're only eight
I'm pushing nine
And we're sitting on the concrete
A poem of mine
Written for you
Made you literally scream
And run away
I didn't know what to say
Most any night
In my teen years
Face lit by computer screens
You wriggled and moaned
Like just for me
I didn't need no magazines
You'll never see me doing
Something stupid for you
Yeah
But on the off-chance you'd fill this hole
I would do
Something stupid for you
Something stupid for you
Oh, I've felt real stupid for you
But if you'd take me
I would be your man
Please, please don't break my heart
My heart is in your hand
Convinced it was love
But was still born
Poured my heart out to a song
As I prayed for an end
I knew was foolish
I hoped the pain would not last long
Whoa
This ain't no suicide note
But this wound's healing slow
We're only friends
Or so we say
Oh but everyone can see
Then we nearly kissed
DTR, and since then
You've belonged to me
And I said
If you'd take me
I would be your man
Please, please don't break my heart
Cause my heart is in your hand
Whoa yeah
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3. |
Twin Sins
04:17
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A mournful train, a distant wife
A new father holds his baby boy
The whistle echoes through his hollow heart
Dependence absolute upon
This waterbed of leaking will
These lies acted upon and wholly
bought… whoa
Enemy, compatriot
Fellow victimizer
When did this glass become so opaque?
A gray guitar to match my timbre
If you choke, then I'm the winner
Self-esteem, the joke I just can't take
She's good
She's real good
At making us believe we're not alone
Twin sins are in my quiver
I don't need another lover
And I sure as hell am never going home
Dream of an angered father
Shields his son, unlike another
Oh would you just look at our red hair?
Take a polygraph to stop the lying
Pull the curtain back, no hidin'
And keep your poison tongue behind your teeth
She's good
She's real good
At making us believe we're not alone
Twin sins are in my quiver
I don't need another lover
And I sure as hell am never going home
David, I’m so sorry
So blind
I didn’t see what I was doing
I pray
That I didn’t pass it onto you
That your parents didn’t let you
Set your feet upon this path
David, I’m so sorry
So blind
I didn’t see what I was doing
I pray
That I didn’t pass it onto you
That your parents didn’t let you
Set your feet upon this path...
She's good
She's real good
At making us believe we're not alone
Twin sins are in my quiver
I don't need another lover
And I sure as hell am never going home
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4. |
(interlude)
00:33
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5. |
Awakening (live)
02:44
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I don't want to be mistaken
I don't want to lose my heart again
I don't want to lose my heart to you
Seeking something that was taken
Seeking hope, a chance, to love, a change
Seeking all that I once knew was true
I'm on the slow but steady decline
The declination of my heart
A declaration of my need
I'm falling apart without you now
Water, pressure, stimulation
Drowning, careless, desecration
Our nature is a pleasure devotee
Made to live to please another
Yet I'm not, and yet I falter
Once again, you take the hurt for me
I'm on the slow but steady decline
The declination of my heart
A declaration of my need
I'm falling apart without you now
I fear that she will die
And then I will left be alone
With nothing left but you to turn to
Oh and that is what you want
You can't hear this voice locked in my head
These disapproving words I've bled
I'm six years old and crying
I was trying
Why did you just shut me down?
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Jesse Bond Mountain City, Tennessee
Jesse Bond is an interdisciplinary freelance media creator and songwriter / music producer who gets easily distracted, so he does a lots of different stuff--on occasion, he even finishes a project.
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