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Out4Delivery
02:04
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Green trees and open skies
They filled the streets with motorized
Humans keeping their car running
Advertising things I want for sale
So they can put it in the mail
And get it delivered on Sunday
Who the hell decided it would be this way
Didn't care enough to ask us what we wanted
If they did I would've picked the trees and the sun
Instead I'm on my phone buying shit from amazon
When I see kids outside playing
With both of their parents looking over their shoulders
It reminds me of my home where we planted trees
But didn't get the chance to watch them grow
Who the hell decided it would be this way
Didn't care enough to ask us what we wanted
If they did I would've picked the trees and the sun
Instead I'm on the concrete feeling bored and alone
Those who decided it would be this way
Didn't give a fuck about us anyway
If they did I guess we'd be living a dream
I'm buying patience and regrets, they're out for delivery
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2. |
Practice Space
04:17
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I miss playing rock n roll with my three best friends
Singing in a rock and roll band was all I had planned ahead
Turning up my amp so loud, all the walls were shaking
And then I went deaf for a minute... oh yeah!
But I'm stuck at home with an acoustic guitar
Trying not to bother the neighbors cause it's eight o'clock
Softer tunes or melancholie
Six strings and a small mahogany body
I call it country, call it what you will
I got no fucks to give, and I know
I'm no Willie or Waylon or Johnny
Not even Kris Kristofferson
They're the kind of tunes that I play
When I'm alone at home
When I've got something on my mind that won't go
When I feel like my guitar is the only one that truly knows me
I wanna turn it up so loud, I'm too stoned to be proud
But I can't now, we got kicked out of our practice space
I'm looking at the bottom of my coffee cup
With a four color ball point pen in my hand
Thinking about how I'm missing out on the biggest part of the plan
What are we doing next?
No shows, no band, no records
We'll go live in the suburb, I'll get all the rest I can
In the city I sure do not sleep
For once I'd rather be able to dream
When I've got something on my mind that won't go
When I feel like my guitar is the only one that truly knows me
I wanna turn it up so loud, I'm too stoned to be proud
But I can't now, we got kicked out of our practice space
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You were right when you said
I could have a car and a good job
Soon a house and who knows maybe a dog
What a good life
But mom I'm in my twenties and I've got other shit to do
Than sell out and be like all the other sheep
So I said ''no thanks it's not for me…
Maybe in ten years''
Cause I like living in Montreal and this town has nothing to offer
And I think you've got a lot of nerve to ask me to give up right now
Cause unlike you at my age I'm not seeking a way out
You were right when you said
I should've taken the job and been grateful
Even though this isn't what I wanted to be
And it scares me
Cause someday I will be thirty
Soon enough out of money
I'll sell out and be like all the other sheep
But it's not the worst that could happen to me
I can still have a family
Then I'll like living in my hometown for all it has to offer
And you said
It takes a lot of work to get where you want to be
But just like me at my age you'll be happy
It took a lot of nerve to raise our whole family
You should be proud cause you've shown us
All there was for us to see
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4. |
B.P.O.G.
02:57
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It was once a mother and her children
Trying to figure out why their daddy left
He got a girlfriend, sold the house
Decided to live in a castle of which he could be the king
Then he dumped all of his problems on his children
Now they don't talk very often
He can do everything
Except saying I love you back to I love you dad
It'd be nice if what's left of him
Isn't just a big pile of grass
You tried to forgive him, you moved to Ireland
Said you'd be back in six months but spent two years away
And we got tattoos as you told me we'd do
When I was 9 and we shared our bedroom
He could do everything
Except saying I love you back to I love you dad
It'd be nice if what's left of him
Isn't just a big pile of grass
Though I'd smoke that
It'd be nice if what's left of you
Isn't just a big pile of grass
Cause I love you dad
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5. |
Gmail
02:19
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Recently I've had issues with my Gmail
I sent a couple messages and felt like no one read them
Been a week and I'm still waiting for the answers
Got an LP to release needs to be ready by October
So cut a triangle in a sheet
Fold it in half and tie it to a string
Then you'll have a hat for our little duck friend
Next thing you know we'll be the biggest rock band
Gotta open these PSD's make a facebook banner
Filling out the documents only took forever
Been a week and I'm still waiting for the answers
Got an LP to release and the stress is taking over
Cut some triangles in a sheet
Fold em in half and try to form a tree
Then put it behind our little duck friend
Next thing you know he'll start a rock and roll band
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6. |
Bus Stop
01:55
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I'm at a bus stop and it's raining
Oh fall, I prefer the spring
Winter's so dark, it breaks my heart
That it's coming back so soon
Coming to get me
It makes me weary
But it's just the way it is
When it gets dark at three
The love that lies in your eyes, it's all I need
The love that lies in your eyes, that's all I can feel
The love that lies in your eyes means everything
The love that lies in your eyes means everything to me
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7. |
Critical Miss
03:54
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Would've taken my time and explained it better
But one phone call has never been harder
Can't push myself to climb up the ladder
He already knows yeah that my strength is low now
I once was a paladin but this time I'm at a door, can't get in
Didn't roll high enough on the twenty sided die
He already knows yeah that my defense is slow now
It takes more than thirteen to defeat the beast
If I get one it'll be critical
The door won't open I need my friends
So please come help me
I need you guys to save me
Enough with this game I can tell you that
I'm not allowed to play anymore with them
They don't want me to perfect the art
It's not about the game this time it's not about the game
I'm the one who decided to play him
Then I felt guilty, didn't want to see him
And it's my fate of which he decides
Please don't hurt me, please don't hurt me
It takes more than thirteen to defeat the beast
If I get one it will be critical
I know I've hurt him, he was my friend
I never thought that this would end our friendship
Oh boy, you need to learn you never should've talked that way
To your friend, he's still in your band even though you fucking suck
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8. |
Hells Bells
03:30
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You expect me to be out there experiencing something new
Truth is I'm good at home, I've got someone to talk to
My so called friends are full of judgement
Saying the same words on repeat
I'm done with you constantly
Calling out the girls that are hot on the screen
You got to admit it's fucking lame
I'm tired of putting up with this 'cause I don't feel the same way
An you don't realize what you've got
Until it's fully cooked in the pot
So you can go to hell, I'll play you out with some piano and some bells
You talk so loud, your feet so heavy
Still I love to see that face she makes when you're coming at our place
But you wont for awhile
And it's fine with me, I can live with that
But can you stop throwing stones
And the microphones they laugh at you
Cause you don't realize what you've got
You think you're cool but you're not
So you can go to hell I'll play you out with some piano and some bells
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9. |
Cut the Crap
03:19
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I felt so much shame neglecting other people
That it pushed me to change and now I feel whole again
When you talk down on me I feel like I am fifteen
And it makes me angry and I want to fucking leave
Cut the crap and tell me how you're feeling
Try to unwrap everything that stresses you
Driving around town
Putting my markers down
Feeling like a liar or am I
Lying to myself ? YEAH
It felt good to be home
But I'd prefer not being here alone
So I could be speaking
And have someone else listening
Cut the crap I'll tell you how I'm feeling
I'll try to unwrap everything that stresses me
Sitting by the fire
Smoking with a view
Dude I feel like a liar
When I'm around you
I'll cut the crap and tell you how I'm feeling
I'll try to unwrap everything that stresses me
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10. |
Belly Full of Deli
03:02
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I think it's funny the way the sound comes from the window
And I am hungry, fill in the blank with a belly full of Deli
Walk from your house to the corner of Papineau and Villeray
Enter and place an order, get what you need, they'll give it to you right away
Right away
Bedbugs the comeback, clear the room vacuum all the corners
Just like we needed that, why can't things just go back to normal
But at the moment you feel that it's getting better
Those things come back and they fucking hit you harder
..and harder and I said :
Are you ok? Why are you crying?
You were shaking and I thought you were dying
I will never do that again to you
Cause I love you god damn too much to lose you
Let's go to the hospital, they checked my heart, made me wait ten hours
To tell me that I was fine, everything's in order
But you know what's worst is that you will remember
My face as I was choking that damn thing became purple
...but at least
Everything will be alright in the end
Everything will be alright in the end
And we both said to each other I'm gonna love you untill the end
Five years isnt't a long time but I hope that you're up to seventy more
We'll have some fun
And we'll grow old
It'll be real fun
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11. |
Shapes
02:34
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Cold wind on my face
I cannot take it one more day
It's been choking me from my throat to my nose
I've been meaning to tell you the truth
I can't tell the difference between the days
Cause they all became the same
Yeah it's all keeping the same shape
And I'm still feeling the same way
Maybe I could use a change in my routine
Eventually bringing all of those things
That would make me feel better
I need it to act faster
But I cannot help it
Since alcoholic beverages, smokes with a lighter
Are all it takes for a good night of laughter
Won't settle to sacrifce or even to compromise
Would be asking me a lot
And I still can't thank you enough
For the good you brought onto us
Once I said in a song that I don't need your sympathy
But your words have been meaning a lot to me
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