1. |
At Night
02:41
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I'm gonna tell you a story
sing you a tale
maybe teach you a lesson
but i think you know it well
now it might sound vicious, might stink of the truth
gonna pour a black coffee, sit and just write
about the song from the windows in this neighbourhood at night
in this neighbourhood at nigh we can almost see the light
what was taken for granted, what was lost in the words
what was quickly looked over, now must be heard
what was tired and trialed, trusted and denied
coveted and beguiled, made to look mild
the songs from these windows sing a low sad tune
curled up near unconscious wishing we were on the moon
wondering if we're no worthy, here the lies come home
if you get up real early you can still catch us out
taking one step forward in a life of regret
make you one day older and closer to death
deeper in debt, sure it's been said before
but it feels a bit colder when it's knocking at your door
open chords/standart tuning:
Am, C, B7
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2. |
Sustainable Rhetoric
02:55
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there's a plage on the masses
leads the heard to poisoned water
steel rolling caskets
ostracize their fattest daughter
does it make it worse
if a smoker kills you?
rolling in a hearse
burns fossil fuels, do you take issue?
organic local shit filled with top-grade MDMA
poured into the lakes feed fresh-caught fish we eat today
a break in the sunshine, your wallet filled with lies
you do you i'll get mine they'll try to blind my eyes
let's do blow in your living room
tell me how you'll fix it soon
come work with me
dishwashing with a PHD in poli-sci sustainable rhetoric
shame on a system that hasn't cured my first world guilt yet
quit your bitchin' we got spider man-themed suicide net
livin' in squalor, your red neck problem
i vent my fears into a grinder bottom
livin' in terror, dignity is lost
system error, spend your life scared of the cost
we're rats in the city. you say there's fire in your blood
wake up in the morning hate your life you fucking chud
chorus
it's morning in your living room
secure in life but you'll be infirm soon
we're al lost in life
safe in your living room
secure in life but you'll be infirm soon
we're all lost in life
scared of the pain you caused
don't forget your visa for santa cause
we're all lost in life
chorus
standatd tuning/open chords:
Am, Dm, G, C, Em
but all mixed up in diffrent patterns and such
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3. |
Don't Leave
04:06
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we don't leave nothing, nothing behind
we don't leave nothing but this stinkin' lie
all gotta something to hide behind
we don't leave nothing except for our blood
mixed up swallowed and in with the mud
all got high and we all run low
all gotta try to roll with the blows
we don't leave nothing, nothin' at all
but the flat black top
the push and fall
runnin' away until we hit the wall now anyway
nothin' under this soft black snow
but the few dead people that had to go
heaven knows that's how we find home
the trees and the forest were in the way
birds and the bees just had to pay
livin' in sin, ain't nothing better
hope you get rich in hell
we don't leave nothin, nothing alone
don't leave nothin' till we hit the bone
all gotta find our own ways to get home
and it don't really matter what seeds we sew
so you're askin' me more for your shopping lines
telling me you know it's just so divine
take and take till there ain't nothing left
the writing's on the wall in tequila and lime
and so we don't leave nothing at all, no
nothing but the push and fall
don't leave nothing alive
nothing else left in this old two-bit dive
well celebrity longevity is always prime
hear that phone call, know that it's my dime
i played the game so what? and i lost
the world is getting rich and don't give a toss
to see the fire in the eyes of all us people
only blokes smoke dokes and we ain't all equals
coming down again
coming down in flames
so we don't leave nothin' in this bad neighbourhood
but a fat old joker staing up at the moon
who let it all roll on the firey dice
for the women, the cars, gold and ice
well i can't see the stars for these city lights
can't sing my sould on this winter's night
can't find the sky by the light of day
i seen it all scraped off, bought and paid
we don't leave nothing behind
we don't leave nothing 'cause it's closing time
it fell like rain, gluttony and sin
i felt it on my clothes but not a drop on my skin
so we drive our cars and go real fast
buy some beer to get a piece of ass
fast we keep on going, fuck off
show no sign of slowing
so this is how we deal with what we've done
keep on glowing 'till we blot out the sun
take and take 'till there ain't nothing left
but a cold harmonic and cigatrette
standard tuning
Dsus4#5, F#dim/C, Adim/D#
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4. |
Rain Heavy
03:02
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it costs so much being born it takes a lifetime to pay off
debts are set with troubled costs, got no way to cover loss
so i drive through fevered visions, the voices never listen
i don't know how i'd begin to pay it off
the rain so heavy maybe it'll wash away my sin
soak my debt to bleed the ink
let me begin anew
it's such a senseless waste of time
gettin' what i can turning yours to mine, soakin' away sometimes
the rain lets up still the sun don't shine
step by step no hands in mine
got no hands on the wheel sometimes
living hand to mouth on borrowed time
got no way to pay it off
open chords/standard tuning:
Dm, F, C, G7 with some weird stuff for the chorus
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5. |
City Rats
03:55
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us city rats live on our knees
begging please don't take our homes
this city's soul built on fear
so we grow old. where do we go from here?
this city life turns ya on
turns the crank
same old song
a promised life on stolen land
endorphin rush is getting outa hand
by city lights it's hard to tell
who's going under, who's coming alive
these old hands work twice as hard
scarred and calloused, worth less than company cars
these old hands. tried and tested, tried and true
hope they'll see me through
these old bones will rot away
leaving words, got not much else to say
these old bones will crack and creak
all the while stayin' fashion on fleek
chorus
these city streets caked in snow
hard concrete but slippery undertow
these city lights light this prison
where i walk free so come walk to work with me
these hard times. they too shall last
just to repeat hard times of the past
so here i'll sit and sing my song
and i'll wonder am i coming alive or am i living in hell
standard tuning/open chords
F, Am, Dm, E
chrus C, Am, Dm, E
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6. |
Do Right
02:10
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cold dark night
under these city lights
you and me alone, why do we fight
you know it hurts when you say i don't do right by you
it hurts alot, it takes alot to keep from screaming
i'd give away all my favourite cards, all my money and going to bars
if i can only make you see
i'd drink myself to the bottom of an endless bottle
swim in there like the deep blue sea
and that'd be all right by me
standard tuning/open chords
Am, C, B7
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7. |
Old Wheels
02:35
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well if i had a dime for each mistake i made
for every time i lost my way
for every time i'd failed to find
i'd maybe make it good in your eyes
in i had a dime for unrequited lust
a dollar for broken hearts and such
a pound sterling for endless yearning
i'd maybe make near what your earning
but i got five bucks until i'm broke
ain't got another smoke
gotta keep rolling, i'll put all my trust in my bucket of rust
don't ya dare fuss about my bucket of rust
roll them old wheels on and roll them hard
we're going sea to stars
roll them old wheels through shadows long
keep singing that same sad song
roll them old wheels on away from you
i put it all in the rearview
roll them old wheels even though i got no place to go
chorus
the devil''s on the street living there, got some change to spare
the devil's on the street rolling tight
don't gotta ask if there's a chill tonight
the devil's on the street hard and mean
i hope you've been keeping clean
the devil's on the street and here we are
wanna go fuck in my car?
standard tuning
power chords on e and a strings
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8. |
Find You
03:19
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the spoon on your tongue covered in cum
they force feed and breed. put us down on our knees
they'll take you can bind you. can smell 'em behind you
they'll come and find you and feed you disease
they weed out the winners, the righteous and strong
take out the spine to make us all play along
take us for suckers, harts and fuckers
they're come and find you. you'll know wehn they come
away with the sewage. rot and the putrid
the poor are nothing but workers in graves
the poor have nothing but lost golden days
a festering sore. dig up the poor
ascend just to starve, invade the graveyards
pick bone from your teeth, there's nothing to eat
they'll come and find you. we're all made of meat
pick off the skin stuff plastic within
go drown in the sea because they won't let you be
don't die in the street. for that there's a fee
they'll come and find you
a tax on the free
infrared eyes see you at night. money to buy all the people in sight
the cops in the fog will bind you up tight
they'll come and find you enslaved to the gods
tonics that cost more than we can afford
so people die starving in the name of their lord
the mercenaries that kill in the name
well they'll come and find you, the meek and the lame
standard tuning, weird chords
let A string ring open and 7 fret Dstring and 5 fret Gstring (hehe, gstring)
move those two down a fret sometimes
then it's power chords and some picking
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9. |
The Start
02:51
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i remember when we got into that car crash
surprise life didn't flash before my eyes, we should've died
that feeling like i know my friends betrayed me
knowing trust must be held closer to the heart
but i knew that from the start
that feeling when you see the pieces come together
that make it fall apart
but i knew in my heart it was doomed from the start
it was so clear on the day that she decided to leave me
still see her face, every lie
when grace left me to die
still can't let my thoughts just wander
near the things that we used to share
or the smell of her hair
chorus
when i see reflections in a different dog
of the light of my life that is past and gone
i feel it in my heart
when the vet said with those sad eyes
that she'd been living on borrowed time anyways
chorus
when i feel like i've lost composure and have a broken heart
doomed from the start
standard tuning/ open chords
E, Am, E, B7
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10. |
Go Away
03:31
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i lived my life as worst i could. feed my fire with treated wood
the mind's desire, a place in the sun
somewhere to rest, somewhere to run
the chirpin' birds keep stinging deep
rest for the wicked, we take pills to sleep
feeling weak, a dark place in the soul
i wanna crawl into a hole
and go away i wanna go away
wish that i could just go away
wish my problems would go away and keep each other company
dig in deep with the rest of the gang
cry my heart out just the same
i'll play with shame, a healthy kink
a dirty bed, a place to think
play my part as time goes on
find myself to be a favoured son
a smoking gun, where did we go wrong?
was it at the bars?
chorus
coffee's cold, i got blood on my knees
eating food and it's killing the bees
got a wage increase but so do the costs
apartment's cold, got a shitty boss
try my hand at living on the road
talking in tongues, writing in code
but the case is cold, the problems are past
how long ya think i'll fucking last
chorus
standard tuning/open chords
G, A#m6, B7, D
chorus
C, B7, C, D
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11. |
For Light
01:27
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i don't expect you to mind me, i expect you to leave
the things i put behind me dance like cold fall leaves
in my memory
a spectacle on stage
a zealot rants and raves
a pound of flesh unpaid by the bleating masses
stepping through the ashes
a voice unheard
screaming for light
in this neighbourhood at night
standard tuning/open chords
Am, C, B7
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