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Change of Personality
03:55
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When I’m feeling down I tend to go out on my bike
I do a lot of miles
Riding 'round the streets of downtown desperate for a face I recognize
Lately I’ve been thinking that my life it has this circularity
Moments of contentment and an ever-underlying misery
And lately I’ve been thinking that it's time
For a change
And lately I’ve been thinking I’ve been acting
Kinda strange
When I’m feeling down it tends to come and go around inside my head
I’ll be seeing color then a channel change it’s all in shades of red
Overcome again and getting harder to pretend I’m in a phase
Sometimes I don’t leave the house for days and days and days and days and days
And lately I’ve been thinking that it's time
For a change
And lately I’ve been thinking I’ve been acting
Kinda strange
Change of personality steady for awhile
Change of personality steady as the ever shifting tide
Went up north to get away and for a while I really felt at home
Caught a glimpse of what it means to get along but then I was alone
Again
Even now I wonder how it always finds a way back to my life
Change of personality here it comes again another knife
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Condo Cop
02:43
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Just got back
From a bicycle ride
So I opened the door
And I went inside
And the elevator opened up and out walked some pathetic fuck
He said “you cannot bring your bike inside”
Now I am sure you’ve met this guy
He’s got no power in his life
So he volunteers for some old job like a hockey coach or the city block watch
And it goes straight to his head
He said “uh I'm gonna have to report you bud”
“You're gonna get the carpet all covered in mud”
And all the irony was lost
As he stood there with his disgusting dog
It’s a road bike... I had it carried all along
Well I got inside the elevator
And I said “whatever man, see you later”
He said “what’s your apartment number bud?”
So I pushed the button and the door slid shut
He never says a word to me anymore
If you wanna be a cop then you should have joined the force
Alright
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3. |
Over the Edge
03:15
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I don’t want a dog
And I don’t want kids
Being tied down
That’s somethin’ that makes me sick
When I look back
I’ve always felt this way
My heart’s just fine
There’s no need to pray
But I didn’t know that I was on a ledge
When your eyes hit mine
I went over the edge
I didn’t know that I was on a ledge
When your eyes hit mine
I went over the edge
I don’t go out
And I don’t stay in
So I don’t know what to say
When you ask where I’ve been
I went for a walk
Or I sat on the shelf
I wasn’t concerned
About my mental health
But I didn’t know that I was on a ledge
When your eyes hit mine
I went over the edge
I didn’t know that I was on a ledge
When your eyes hit mine
I went over the edge
Sometimes I can’t talk
Not a word all day
There’s nothing wrong
There’s just nothing to say
But is that true?
It can’t be right
I tell myself all kinds of things
To make it alright
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Certain Myths
02:11
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Ronnie saw the sun at night
With another soul in flight
In the distance other stars
We saw them driving 'round in his car
And so it comes into your life
And for a while you'll feel alright
You see another distant star
He told me "man don't let it feel so far"
Love myth conquers all
I don't believe it to be true at all
Love myth that you're told
Tell all your secrets to a centrefold
But leaning over up against the door
Certain myths I've found are never easy to ignore
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Shooting Range
02:58
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Yeah I’m alright
'Cause I’m getting plenty of sleep at night
But then when I wake up
I spend all day trying to catch up
And what could it all mean?
The time I waste well it's obscene
And then I think I’m cured
Well maybe for a day but that’s the fucking record
And I don’t know what’s wrong
Why do I even carry on?
And why can’t I just change?
Suicide at a shooting range
Wouldn’t that be sad?
I hope I don’t ever feel like that
Yeah I’m alright
'Cause I’m getting plenty of sleep at night
But then when I wake up
I spend all day trying to catch up
And what could it all mean?
Waste away at a glowing screen
And then I think I’m cured
Well maybe for a day but that’s the fucking record
And I don’t know what’s wrong
Why do I even carry on?
And why can’t I just change?
Suicide at a shooting range
Wouldn’t that be sad?
I hope I don’t ever feel like that
I hope I don’t ever feel like that
I hope I don’t ever feel like that
I hope I don’t ever feel like that
I hope I don’t ever feel like that
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