1. |
Publick Occurrences
02:39
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Listenā¦
Iāve willed extroversion
Out of utter desperation
Therapy of immersion
Just to fix my situation
Ooh ā got me least sayinā I wanna befriend ya
Ooh ā beat yourself up, I wanna defend ya
[Chorus]
Well Iām in hot social pursuit
Sheās dressed up to the nines in her Vedder suit
I-I gotta find her, I gotta relate
Whatever you got, lemme compensate
You donāt dance, well neither do I, yeah
We can watch the animals from the side, yeah
We got our own definition of fun
Find our own private oblivion
Ooh ā hide in your shell, aināt gotta confide, yeah
Ooh ā but poke yourself out, youāre one of a kind, yeah
[Chorus 2x]
[Verse 2]
[Chorus 2x]
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2. |
Dopamine
02:46
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Chorus 1:
Dopamine, Iām a fiend, not a lot I can do
Unforeseen, just a hit from talking to you
Dopamine, shoot me clean, gimme anything new
Make a scene & Iāll give you anything too
I tried to leave it on the stage
Donāt deserve to give anymore
Light from the curtain poked again
You demanded an encore
I know, you know, you know I know my moves
Knock me down like dominoes & build it up with glue
Weāll see what stays secure
(Chorus 1)
Chorus 2:
Anything you see thatāll keep you staring
Anything you need, try to satisfy
Anything you keep in the corner of your eye
So Iām not just a passerby
I want to know the scales of your blues
Drop me like an atom bomb & through a steady noose
Weāll see how I endure
(Chorus 1 2x)
(Chorus 2)
Anything you see thatāll keep you staring
Anything you need, try to satisfy
Anything you keep in the corner of your eye
So you never wanna say goodbye
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3. |
Wait No Don't Go
02:51
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Wait no donāt go
We just started having fun
Know Iām the type that couldnāt hurt anyone
How could I know
About the malfunction
The programmed talking points would get overdone
Wait no donāt go
Look at my wheels, how theyāve spun
You know the party here has only begun
Letās take it slow
On all the sloppy come-ons
Letās intermediate and banter til dawn
Donāt get up please, Iām your puppy
Iām so friendly, please donāt end me
Youāre so charming, Iām disarming
Made my year, you smell the fear, you disappear
Wait no donāt go
Look at my wheels, how theyāve spun
You know the party here has only begun
Hey did you know
I got a really mean pun
Itās coming atcha in 3ā¦2ā¦1
Donāt get up please, Iām your puppy
Iām so friendly, please donāt end me
Your face looming, all-consuming
You look back, āwas nice to talk, I gotta walkā
Wait no donāt go
I guess I'll go
(Repeat)
(Couldnāt hurt anyone, the talking points got overdone)
(Look at how far Iāve spun, the party hereās only begun)
(Youāre charming, Iām disarming, lie awake, ask whatās alarming)
(Youāre looming, all-consuming, need to fake that love is blooming)
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4. |
The Cover
03:28
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Your jacket sports a photograph impossible to pass
Cuts like glass, that expression warm & kind
The other sideās a face thatās brought out famous crowds en masse
Stop to ask, how much of what Iāve bought is blind
Got time to fall through rabbit holes & fall in love somehow
Got nothing in the present, so Iāll fall back on you now
Then gather me some sanity, as much as is allowed
I judged you by the cover and Iām thrilled with what Iāve found
Your sleeveās frayed at the edges in a faded red and green
A time machine, easy to romanticize
And underneath, those inked-up phrases on loneliness and greed
Bring out the need, to lay down & empathize
Now look at what Iāve done, look what Iāve done to your songs
I hung my head & sung as if you heard me sing along
And as those six strings rung, hope youāre impressed no notes were wrong
I judged you by the cover, only wanting to belong
Your peers lived folklore lives designed for documentaries
Societyās hooked on what's on the marquee
The TV brought you questions as you stumbled in your seat
Assuringly, feeling the same nerves as me
Born to be at different points in timeās natural flow
Pointless to plot it, but donāt let this ego know
The wine left over rotted half a century ago
I judged you by the cover, seems a lovely place to go
Iāve dug through all the rabbit holes; theyāre hollowed out for good
Every stop, get a little more charmed than I should
Does this align beyond this record playerās busted wood?
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5. |
Horton Hess
02:34
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Horton Hess was getting blessed down at the old space station
His new ejection seats were testing all the spacemenās patience
āThis could change the game,ā he said
āFor the couch on the ship that bears your nameā
And in the end, the mission hit its aim
Horton Hess was getting rest, but nothing could be taken
His role, he guessed, barely addressed, but earned him that vacation
And when his family
Saw the trial-and-error footage on their TV
Their eyes were treated to a brutal scene
Oh with all that youād supplied
Oh, you know without that seat Neil couldāve died
And all that youād provide
From the blueprints to the breakfasts spent
The in-jokes from the government
That made up all the aliens
It meant something
Horton Hess was moving west with so much left to faze him
Leftover stress left all the progress crumpled in the waste bin
āDid I change the game?ā he said
āDo those old coots now still think Iām insane?ā
So Horton laid his legacy to rest
In the arms of those who knew how those seats would pass their test
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6. |
Exhibit Z
03:16
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Another oneās gone up to their lord
No one couldāve guessed this time
So put another Sharpie to the board
And draw another line
It took a part of me
I curse this annually
They left a legacy
As our exhibit Z
Another oneās gone in some accident
No one couldāve guessed their fate
But in the crossfire of neglect, some turned away & down they went
If only weād negotiate
We want an elegy
To their humanity
But weāve only got room to breathe
If theyāre exhibit Z
Cause an identical string of "RIP"s
Comes less from your heart & more Ctrl+V
Go & stake your claim in this news story
For about 5 minutes of history
For the next 5 minutes of history
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7. |
They Can't Tell
03:52
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Did you hear about the one with the ship left at sea?
It ran on old fumes & brutal honesty
So Murphy, can you hurry, got a prophecy
To foretell
And did you hear about the drama about a ship torn asunder?
This hushed and repressed old angst-laced hunger
This mightāve been cute at a decade younger
But they can't tell
[Chorus]
They can't tell, they can't tell
Got no right to raise no hell
Just wrong place, wrong time, wrong face, wrong mind, wrong call
So give me room to ruminate and block up the aisle
The trip of a meter can reroute to a mile
My friends can walk through if I can reconcile
But they can't tell
Strolled up to the bar & by happenstance
You leaned next to a guy who you knew at first glance
Told me āfind a cute girl & ask her to danceā
Must not sell
How I was in the picture, but I was never seen
Said āokayā with a mutter as my stomach turned green
Drove 10 miles to this club through a spiderwebbed screen
But they can't tell
[Chorus]
So I remember the costumes and the tossed-off remarks
All the blinding strobe lights that toss you into the dark
Now just take her advice & find the next spark
Cause they canāt tell
They can't tell
And you won't tell
Oh, so they can't tell
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8. |
Cold Blood
03:36
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Come get just a little closer
You could change my mind
Straight from black to white
What I wouldnāt give to know ya
Quell my fears tonight
Calcify them in light
With a dependable streak thatād leave anyone weak
Cause nobody could tend to that anchor at their feet
So, no one qualifies & it canāt be recognized
That the hardest part of letting someone inās when they retreat
[Chorus]
Cause this cold blood
Changes with the weather
With these earthly tethers
In this cold blood
Just send in the letter
Just canāt take the pressure anymore
In a flash, in a week
In a day or sideways blink
A recorded log of wins thrown in the fires of defeat
In the moment, the heat
In the room where we meet
Marks the metric ātween an evolved man & clueless scaley freak
[Chorus]
Come get just a little closer
You could change my mind
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9. |
Paralyzed (Anew)
04:07
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Door clicks shut, in sync with my first step
Moon hangs in there 70% full
Theyāve been hurt & Iāve warned
But canāt break a heart thatās never formed
Still I hold out hope, on the bus to this event, cold
Door clicks shut when I step back in
Should get back to the plans Iād penned, but
[Chorus]
Now Iām paralyzed, you donāt even have to be in the room
To wanna empathize, with every little thing that keeps you in tune
And when you turn around & analyze mine too
Hope they synchronize & start anew, with you
Saying āhiā as if a close peer
A meeting like that renders a man sincere
From the tears at the fear of living in stone
To the ones at the thought of you finding this song
In its infancy, before itād be worth your ears
So hung up on how we connect
That solely how I recollect
Is enough to leave me stuck
To leave me positively wrecked, and
[Chorus]
Iāll remain adrift until
We meet again, to lift, aim & kill
All the doubts we conjure up
Once you slyly interrupt
To ask a followup
That mutual little thrill
And now Iām paralyzed
Now Iām paralyzed
You donāt even have to be in the room
And when you turn around & analyze mine too
Hope they synchronize & start anew, with you
And start anew, with you
And start anew, with you
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10. |
Give It a Name
02:59
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I got a big hangnail & a dark red drip
A tissue twisted tight around my fingertip
Moral of the riddle, moved on from the middle
Stuck now to chewing on the ring
And so I, chewed through the mask I use for my friends
I tore through the nails so I can show off the skin
Iām waxing chaotic to my nerve endings
And I can't wait to give it a name
[Chorus]
I canāt wait to give it a name
I canāt wait to give it a name
I got shame cause itās harder to tame
And I canāt wait to give it a name
I got some new instructions & theyāre harder to read
A condition with a long-expired warranty
Trudging through the typos, sick of getting psycho
Stuck scrambling for a new routine
And so I, never know where to throw this heart
I wanna save your life, I wanna play that part
I wanna punch ten holes in your customer card
And I canāt wait to give it a name
[Chorus 2x]
A 5th grade diagnosis with some 10th grade angst
Gimme 15 alone to retract in the fangs
My teeth are all gritting, while yours are shit-eating
And Iām stuck gnashing out all the pain
And so I, put stock in folks I only perceived
As the checkbox from what I willed on New Yearās Eve
And I got the golden rule as my one pet peeve
And I canāt wait to give it a name
[Chorus 2x]
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