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I’M AFRAID I LOVE SOMEONE,
WHO’S IN LOVE WITH SOMEONE ELSE.
FOR YEARS I’VE KEPT IT TO MYSELF,
PRETENDING WE ARE PICTURE PERFECT.
BUT I BARELY GOT MY SHIT TOGETHER,
CRACKING UNDER LITTLE PRESSURE.
I’M AFRAID I’M NOT THE ONE,
THE ONE YOU WANT IS SOMEONE ELSE.
HOPE IS A DANGEROUS, DANGEROUS LITTLE THING.
TO KEEP FINDING OUT THE HARD WAY,
WHAT TOMORROW NEVER BRINGS.
I PASSED A RESTAURANT BURNED TO THE GROUND,
AND A DOLLAR STORE WITH A BURNED OUT “A”.
I LAUGHED THINKING THAT I RELATE,
I’M THE JUNK YOU BUY THEN THROW AWAY.
HIDE THE BLOODSHOT, CLOSE MY EYES,
SO THE COVER WON’T BE COMPROMISED.
I’M AFRAID I’M NOT THE ONE,
THE ONE YOU WANT IS SOMEONE ELSE.
SOMETIMES I WANNA BLOW UP MY LIFE,
AND BECOME SOMEONE ELSE.
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WHEN I’M HERE I WANT TO BE THERE,
WHEN I’M THERE I WANT TO BE ANYWHERE ELSE,
WHAT A TRAGEDY, A CATASTROPHE, FEELING ALONE AROUND SO MANY,
BUT DON’T FEEL SORRY FOR ME NOW.
I’VE KICKED CANS THROUGH THE LONELIEST HEARTLANDS,
I NEVER STOPPED TO UNDERSTAND,
IT WAS A MIRAGE, IT WAS CAMOUFLAGED, IT WAS SOMEBODY ELSE’S,
I WAS ONLY GETTING IN THE WAY.
SOMETIMES I CAN’T HELP BUT THINK,
THERES NO PLACE IN THIS WORLD FOR ME,
I AM NEVER WHERE I WANT TO BE,
THERE’S NO PLACE IN THIS WORLD ME.
MY TONGUE TWISTS FOR A SLIVER OF PURPOSE,
LOOKING FOR WORDS THAT DON’T EXIST,
SO I CAN SAY WHAT I NEED TO SAY,
WHEN MY THOUGHTS ARE AT WAR,
WITH THE WAY THEY FELT BEFORE.
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Nobody Stays
03:40
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I'VE COME TO FIND
WE'RE TWO WHEELS LOCKED IN TIME
THERE'S A GHOST RIDER
BABY YOU'RE AN OUTSIDER
A RUSTED FRAME
OUR PARTS STRIPPED AWAY
I'M THE GHOST RIDER
BABY YOU’RE AN OUTSIDER
NOBODY STAYS
NO FEELING IS FINAL
LIVE IN THE QUESTION
THERE IS NO ANSWER
I'VE COME TO FIND
THE SKYLINE LOST ITS MIND
AND I CAN'T FIND YOUR NAME
ONLY OLD GHOSTS REMAIN
THE CITY SLEEPS
I'M THE LUCID DREAM
AND I CAN'T FIND YOUR NAME
ONLY OLD GHOSTS REMAIN
NOBODY STAYS
NO FEELING IS FINAL
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Some of It Was True
02:20
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ONE DAY I WILL WAKE UP FROM THE DREAM,
AND THE MEANING OF IT ALL WILL BE REVEALED TO ME.
SUDDENLY I’M 17,
DRIVING ALONE FOR THE FIRST TIME,
SMOKING CIGARETTES, THEY CAN’T KILL ME YET,
RIDING AWAY FROM THE SUNRISE,
WINDING MY WAY DOWN THE BACKROADS.
THE OLDER I GET THE LESS I KNOW,
AND I KNEW NOTHING THEN.
NOSTALGIAS NEVER QUITE AS IT SEEMS.
ROSE COLORED GLASSES ON EVERYTHING,
SPARKLE LIKE A DIAMOND RING.
I AM SO SICK OF PLAYING PRETEND,
THINKING EVERYTHING WAS BETTER BACK THEN.
IT’S HARD TO REMEMBER THE BAD PARTS,
I THOUGHT THAT I KNEW IT ALL.
I GET CAUGHT UP IN THE ROMANCE,
I GET CAUGHT UP.
THINKING YOU AND I COULD’VE BEEN,
I GET CAUGHT UP.
ONE DAY I WILL WAKE UP FROM THE DREAM,
AND THE MEANING OF IT ALL WILL BE REVEALED TO ME.
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Try
03:57
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CAN'T SLEEP
FEVER DREAMS
YET ANOTHER FAILED PROPHECY
THE GREAT SHAME
THE GUILT, DESIRE
I CAN'T TURN IT OFF
WHEN YOU'RE FALLING SLOWLY
IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT
SO TIRED AND LONELY
IT’S ALL FUCKED UP
I'M NOT ALRIGHT
I’M LOSING MY MIND
I TRY TRY TRY TRY TRY TRY TRY TRY
I'M RUNNING OUT OF TIME
ALL GRIEF, NO RELIEF
SAME STORY ON REPEAT
TOO BROKE TO SAVE THE WORLD
TOO BROKE TO SAVE MYSELF
AIN’T FOR TRYIN
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Come on Heartache
02:55
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COME ON HEARTACHE, DON’T HURT ME NO MORE.
I’VE DONE MY TIME AS A PRISONER OF YOUR WARS.
IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT, GOT ME BLEEDING OUT FOR MORE.
COME ON HEARTACHE, DON’T HURT ME NO MORE.
I DETEST YOUR PITTER PATTER IN MY CHEST.
A CRUEL CONVICTION, THINKING YOU KNOW WHAT’S BEST.
THE WAY YOU TENSE UP EVERY TIME SHE’S NEAR,
THE WAY YOU GIVE UP WHEN SHE DISAPPEARS.
COME ON HEARTACHE, DON’T HURT ME NO MORE.
I’M WAVING A WHITE FLAG AT THE FOOT OF YOUR SHORES.
IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT, GOT ME BLEEDING OUT FOR MORE.
COME ON HEARTACHE, DON’T HURT ME NO MORE.
I CONFESS I’M NO BETTER THAN THE REST.
CREATURE OF COMFORT, ETERNAL UNREST.
SOME DAYS IT TAKES ME EVERYTHING THAT I GOT,
JUST TO ENDURE ANOTHER MISERABLE THOUGHT.
COME ON HEARTACHE, DON’T HURT ME NO MORE.
WHAT DO I GOT TO DO TO FEEL LIKE BEFORE?
RUNNING FROM AN AVALANCHE BARRELING DOWN YOUR PEAK,
FEELING LIKE A STONE SINKING INTO YOUR SEA.
COME ON HEARTACHE, DON’T HURT ME NO MORE,
DON’T HURT ME NO MORE.
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Ultraviolet
03:49
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MAY EVERY MORNING BEGIN, TANGLED IN EACH OTHERS LIMBS,
ALONE IN OUR OWN UNIVERSE, IN A LANGUAGE OF OUR OWN.
TELL ME IS THERE SOMETHING IN YOUR SILENCE?
TELL ME IS THERE SOMETHING YOU’VE BEEN HIDING?
THE ONLY THING I CARE ABOUT IS YOU,
THE ONLY THING I CARE ABOUT IS YOU.
I’LL COLLAPSE THE STARS ONE BY ONE,
I’LL SPIN THE EARTH, I’LL RAISE THE SUN.
IF WE COULD JUST STAY HERE,
FOR A LITTLE, FOR A LITTLE BIT LONGER.
DISTRESS SIGNALS WE SEND EACH OTHER,
ARE STILL WAITING TO BE DISCOVERED.
FREE YOURSELF FROM WHATEVER IT IS,
YEAH, I’M NOT THE KIND TO CLIP YOUR WINGS.
YOU ALWAYS SAVED THE LITTLE GEMS,
THE HOTEL PENS THE BAR NAPKINS.
SO WHEN THE MOMENT ENDS,
WE COULD REMEMBER WHEN.
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Take It to Heart
03:23
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SOME DAYS SPIRAL IN THE WORST WAYS.
I FOLLOW ‘EM DOWN TILL I CAN’T TURN BACK AROUND.
SOME DAYS I JUST WANNA FEEL OKAY,
BUT THERES A TIGHTNESS IN MY CHEST,
A SHORTNESS OF MY BREATH,
SOME DAYS.
PLEASE DON’T TAKE IT, TAKE IT TO HEART.
I AM BEGGING MYSELF, BEFORE IT STARTS.
PLEASE DON’T TAKE IT, TAKE IT TO HEART.
YEAH, SOME DAYS JUST WANNA GO SIDEWAYS.
I TRY AND KEEP MY COOL, FEELING LIKE A FOOL,
SOME DAYS, I JUST GOTTA GET MY HEAD STRAIGHT.
FINALLY LEARN HOW TO COMMUNICATE,
TIRED OF HYPOTHETICALS AND INSECURE WITHDRAWALS,
SOME DAYS.
PLEASE DON’T TAKE IT, TAKE IT TO HEART.
I AM BEGGING MYSELF, BEFORE IT STARTS.
PLEASE DON’T TAKE IT, TAKE IT TO HEART.
TAKE IT TO HEART,
ONE DAY THIS WORLD WON’T TEAR US APART.
I AM BEGGING MYSELF, BEFORE IT STARTS.
PLEASE DON’T TAKE IT, TAKE IT TO HEART.
I THANK GOD I’M NOT THE ONLY ONE.
I’LL GIVE YOU HOPE WHEN I GOT NONE,
BE YOUR SHOULDER TO LEAN ON.
I THANK GOD I’M NOT THE ONLY ONE.
SOME DAYS SPIRAL IN THE WORST WAYS.
I FOLLOW ‘EM DOWN TILL I CAN’T TURN BACK AROUND,
SOME DAYS.
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Love at the End
02:57
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WE SAID “HAPPILY EVER AFTER”
END DAYS, NOW WE'RE IN TANDEM
I DON’T CARE
I'M NOT SCARED
HOLD ME BABY WHILE WE TOUCH THE FIRE
YOU SAID “MAYBE WE'LL MAKE IT OUT”
I SAID “MAYBE WE WON'T” BUT
I DON'T CARE
I'M NOT SCARED
HOLD YOU BABY WHILE WE TOUCH THE FIRE
NO LIFE, JUST YOU AND I
OLD GHOSTS AND SATELLITES
LATE AT NIGHT WE STARE UP AT THE SKY
WE'RE ALL WANDERING
MOONRISE OVER THE WRECKAGE
PAST LIVES, POINTLESS OBSESSION
SO I FIND YOUR HAND IN MIND
TWILIT MEADOWS, PALE AND SILENT
FLOWERS START TO GROW IN
ALL THE CRACKS AND THE BUILDINGS
ANIMALS ON THE AVENUE
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Alone in Dublin
03:41
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HEARTS ACHE THE SAME WAY, BACK HOME AS THEY DO HERE,
ANOTHER DRINK IN THIS PUB WON’T MAKE ‘EM DISAPPEAR.
SHE PUTS THE PROSE RIGHT ON MY PAGE,
LATELY I FEEL ARTISTICALLY CAGED,
LIKE ANOTHER CRUMB THROWN OFF O’CONNELL BRIDGE,
FOR A SEAGULL TO TAKE.
SHE KNOWS MY HEART, SHE KNOWS HOW TO START IT,
WHEN I’M BROKE DOWN AND LONELY.
IT’S MIDNIGHT IN THE CENTER OF THE CITY,
I WISH YOU WERE HERE WITH ME.
I’M ALL ALONE IN DUBLIN, SEARCHING FOR SOMETHING,
WISHING YOU WERE HERE WITH ME.
EVERY LIFE IS MANY DAYS, DAY AFTER DAY.
I’VE SPENT THE BEST OF ‘EM IN LOVE WITH YOU BABE,
I’VE WASTED THE WORST, WASTED, AWAY.
EXCUSE MY JINGLE JANGLE JARGON,
THIS MELODY WON’T RHYME WITH NOTHING,
BUT CLUES OF YOU IN EVERYTHING THAT I SEE.
WAS THAT YOUR SILHOUETTE IN ST. STEPHENS GREEN,
COMING OVER TO RESCUE ME?
FROM THE WORST OF MYSELF, FROM THE FEELINGS
I NO LONGER FELT.
I WISH YOU WERE HERE WITH ME.
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High Low
03:51
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I SAW A FIRE IN THE SKY
I TOOK IT AS A SIGN
I DON’T WANNA DIE
ECHOES OF HOME
IN AN ANXIOUS MIND
I’LL BE FINE
AND I KNOW
THESE ECHOES OF HOME
HIGH LOW, HIGH LOW
EVERYBODY KNOWS
SOMETHING JUST AIN’T RIGHT
WHEN THE LIGHTS GO OUT AT NIGHT
I FELT THE FIRE IN MY EYES
I WAS WAITING FOR THE RIGHT TIME
CAUSE I DON’T WANNA DIE
THESE ECHOES OF HOME
IF IT FALLS JUST RIGHT
I WON’T MIND
ALL ALONE
ECHOES OF HOME
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I DIDN’T MISS YOU,
I DIDN’T MISS YOU UNTIL YOU WERE GONE,
AND OUT OF THE PICTURE,
ALL PACKED UP AND MOVING ON.
I RAIDED OUR MEMORY LOOKING FOR CLUES,
WHAT DESTROYED THE LOVE WE KNEW?
I DIDN’T MISS YOU,
I DIDN’T MISS YOU UNTIL YOU WERE GONE.
GONE FOR GOOD.
I WENT BY OUR OLD APARTMENT,
SOMEONE NEW WAS MOVING IN.
I HOPE THEY LOVE IT LIKE WE DID.
HOPE THEY SPEND THEIR EVENINGS TANGLING THOUGHTS,
AS THE HOURS AND NIGHTS GET LOST.
I DIDN’T MISS YOU,
I DIDN’T MISS YOU UNTIL YOU WERE GONE.
GONE FOR GOOD.
AFRAID OF CHANGE,
THAT’S THE GOD DAMN TRUTH.
AFRAID OF CHANGE,
AFRAID OF STARTING NEW.
CAUSE YOU’RE STILL IN THE REAR VIEW,
AT A RED LIGHT IN MY LIFE.
I DON’T WANT TO THINK TWICE,
I NEED TO RUN IT, GUN IT, AND GO.
I WANT THE SADNESS OUT OF MY SOUL,
I MISS THE LOVE WE USED TO KNOW.
BUT I DIDN’T MISS YOU,
I DIDN’T MISS YOU UNTIL YOU WERE GONE.
GONE FOR GOOD.
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SPENT 12 BUCKS ON A CHINATOWN BUS,
HEADING INTO NEW YORK CITY,
MY PLANS HAD NO PLANS IT WAS JUST HOW I LIKE THEM.
LATELY LIFE’S THROWN EVERYTHING AT ME,
I’M STILL TALLYING UP THE COST,
OF HOW MUCH DAMAGE A HEART CAN CAUSE.
ITS SO HARD TO BE HOPEFUL,
I’M A TOTAL WRECK ON THE INSIDE,
IT’S SO HARD TO BE HOPEFUL BUT I PROMISED YOU I’D TRY.
TO ALWAYS SEE THE BIG PICTURE,
TO FIND FAITH IN THE FUTURE,
TO KEEP ON RUNNING IN THE ROAR OF THE WIND.
TO KEEP ON RUNNING IN THE ROAR OF THE WIND.
WASHINGTON SQUARE I WAS HYPER AWARE,
OF MY PAST AND PRESENT SELF,
REMEMBERING HOW GOOD EVERYTHING ONCE FELT.
I HAD A SMILE, YOU USED TO NOTICE,
I HAD A LAUGH THAT YOU USED TO LOVE,
NOTHING COULD EVER COME BETWEEN US.
I’M READY FOR WHAT’S NEXT TO HAPPEN,
I’M READY FOR ANYTHING AT ALL,
I’M READY FOR WHAT’S NEXT TO HAPPEN,
TO KEEP ON RUNNING IN THE ROAR OF THE WIND.
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