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Mount Rushmore
01:57
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The faces on the side of Mount Rushmore
Are bleeding and blue
I tell a partial truth but I'm not lying
I promise it's true
A mother hides from her father
In a job she doesn't like
Like exercise
Pain binds itself in time
Thunderbird Motel, Wyoming
Dairy Queen tattoo
She tells me be kind to technology
Because itʼs kind to you
People on the road
Glimpses of momentary light
Indifferent to if I live or if I die
Only your beautiful face
Can pull me through this awful
Treacherous night
But if I can't make it home to you
I don't know what I'll do
I don't know what I'll do
If I can't make it home to you
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Eyeline
02:19
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Sometimes I just need to hear your voice
Every time I see you I'm surprised
By the way your eyes they catch the light
It shoots just like a beam straight into mine
I need you, I need you, I need you
Or else this life's not gonna mean shit
I need you, I need you, I need you
To help me through this world and out of it
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Petrified Garden
02:45
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The wages of sin is death
The wages of sin is death
I saw you slinking down at the wash
I knew right then that all of us was lost
I knew you would be leaving us so soon
The wages of sin is death
The wages of sin is death
God will pour his wrath upon thee
His eyes hath beholden through me
Buttercream statue off the highway, arms wide
Buttercream statue off the highway, arms wide
The wages of sin is death
The wages of sin is death
I forsake these digs
I forsake thee, foolish friends
Hell is real and death is not the end
Hell is real and death is not the end
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Barns of California
04:31
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Visage of the barns, California
Calls your name by calling me back home
Those I despise
I could live without them
But by your side
I'm thrown back in their dome
Funny thing about your roads, California
It's a long ride and everyone's alone
Side by side in these little pods together
Igniting the world from our tiny carpet thrones
Certain types of violence are even worse than murder
The burn of your billboards in the children's minds
Extending down a path that leads forever
Etched in the brain saying "buy, buy, buy!"
You're not the only one
And if you don't love me, that's all right
I'll just walk off and think of the way your eyes
Sparkled in the twilight
And how you'll tell our story to another lover
A semi-anonymous, bored, laconic hymn
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Without
02:43
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Been so long since the thought of you
Been so long since I talked about it
So used to being without it
Been so long since I could see the glow
In your eyes coming off you
And the sky shining bright
You're looking right and I'm feeling fine
About the way you look at me like you're mine
You suffered from tanorexia
And all of its complexities
You projected your fears onto me
I did not like that
What I wouldn't do
To make it up to you
But stay with her instead
Forego all of the dread
It was a long time ago
I'd just come back from the place
Where the land was covered in snow
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Santa Monica
02:35
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Three years of passive glances
Makes it hard to make a move
Feels like I'm out of chances
Never one to be smooth
I don't get Santa Monica
(Don't get Santa Monica'd)
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When Pornos Had Plots
01:43
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You spoke to me of days
When pornos had plots
And spat when you smoked
Your cigarettes
I called your dad a redneck
When he was driving for FedEx
And bought himself
A bright yellow Corvette
The addaboys took you on a scream
And K-pins, they made you mean
You wouldn't kiss anyone you fucked
Pill popping poets
Out of luck
Clermont County jail
Back porch in Hell
Broken and joking
Thinking times were swell
Tri-County mall
Chinatown bus
I see you working
I see it's rough
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