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At Least It's Short
08:04
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There's a spot that doesn't like the day hiding on the sun
If you see it when you wake relax you're not the only one
And somewhere inside all this mud you're glad that you exist
Because if you claim "at least it's short" you're still an optimist
When the waves that wouldn't crush
Took the both of us
And left us in the sand
Turned to yourself and said
"We're all helpless in our heads"
And it's all part of some plan
So you thought the joke was on you and the punchline wasn't great
You can throw it out and drown in beer, fame the rest on blate
Spending time lamenting on the gifts you couldn't give
Burning yourself at both ends that's no way to live
When the waves that wouldn't crush
Took the both of us
And left us in the sand
Turned to yourself and said
"We're all helpless in our heads"
And it's all part of some plan
But I know that mistake
To think you're thinking straight
With water in your hands
Because no matter where you go
There's only so much you can know
And that's how it began
Think if over then throw out the words that they said
Always had a way of getting stuck in your head
Up and over but you already knew
The peace that you had wasn't left here for you
Then you're older and the sand gets stuck in your shoes
Not like there was much left for you to lose
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2. |
The Rhemus Between Us
02:35
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Don't look down
At the size of the lip
When a push is a shove
We're all likely to slip
And believe it or don't
That it was never a choice
Still to carry on
Never having a voice
And that's a lot to expect
Have you bought your own self yet?
The ride aint fun
And it was never that free
When you hanging tall
From the limb of a tree
And believe it or don't
It was never a choice
Still to carry on
Never having a voice
And that's a lot to reject
Have you sold your own self yet?
WE can watch the colors run in-between
Then buy it all for keeps sight unseen
The getting is good when it's busting at the seams
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3. |
No One Sees The Wizard
03:45
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Don't know where to start
Needles used as bookmarks
Reno bused it's problems west
Sleeping on library steps
And we're so proud of this city in the fog
But the shit on our sidewalk's not from a dog
And we lined up any chance to break some trust
Can't believe we blamed the housing on a bus
Crossing streets can take your life
And a Sheriff beat his wife
But don't think twice just bribe the cops
Because if you're brown you'll just get shot
And we're so proud of this city in the fog
But the shit on our sidewalk's not from a dog
And we lined up any chance to break some trust
Can't believe we blamed the housing on a bus
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4. |
Burnout
02:35
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for just for a moment
everything was clear
and you saw past the
promises and beer
never raised a
glass up to our health
so stick your hand up
if you hate yourself
Burning out the truth
Is an easy thing to do
Cut and dried it has no use
well you were waist hight
when you learned all your faults
and learned to hide them
in open wounds and salt
make amends with
hiding under clothes
or sticking sharp things
in between your toes
well I can see that point of view,
but we’re nothing new
Burning out the truth
Is an easy thing to do
Cut and dried it has no use
Burning out the truth
Is an easy thing to do
Cut and dried so what’s the use
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5. |
Rinse and Repeat
02:54
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Little angels
we're all so innocent
what'd you think they would do
you paid some taxes
and funded governments
now it's come back to you
such bravado
the kinds of arrogance
comes from us every day
they liked it better
when we were comatose
we just had much more to say
and how do you think that it should feel?
from Shah to shit or less in a day
and ready or not it shouldn't seem real
that the whole world wants to blow us away
great products
jet skis and motor boats
and a lawsuit or two
Chris Mackey
a little camera shy
is that a hero to you
it's not the freedoms
or even Mickey Mouse
that put a hair up their ass
it's Nicaragua, Iran and Panama
the puppet strings that don't last
and how do you think that it should feel?
from Shah to shit or less in a day
and ready or not it shouldn't seem real
that the whole world wants to blow us away
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6. |
Rovember Nain
04:02
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In a cold November
Hit by a harmless rain
try to remember
That a shadow outlined
the blank shape on your face
Straight through December
When we all gave way to change
and the chance to rearrange
‘Cause a slip can turn to slide and it’s easy when you
never had a name
Water don’t run
As fast as you can swim
Cascade gently
into the ink that
No one thought was them
circumvent me
Who were you to say
“this harm will leave us dry”
poised and ready
till all that’s left was
an empty blackened sky
keep it steady
So afraid of Shame
That we looked for those to blame
When all we had to do, this whole damn time was
Throw out your old name
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7. |
Spider Skin
03:02
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found you laying on the bathroom floor
buried in your own mess
well it must have been a rough night
hope you burnt off that stress
and I don't think you're too good for yourself
and the drinking's not helping
when you've run out of your own mistakes
and then you start yelling:
Well the mirror bumped into me
not the other way around
and now that I'm at peace with myself
I'm gonna drink till I hit the ground
Brain you gotta stop some time
Because your walls are paper thin
so stupid and empty and dumb
just like a spider's skin
That's close enough to the truth right now
put the charade on the mantle
because listening to you break down
is more than we can handle
cut and dry it seemed so clear
when your outsides looking in
it falls apart at once
and then you start yelling:
Well the mirror bumped into me
not the other way around
and now that I'm at peace with myself
I'm gonna drink till I hit the ground
Brain you gotta stop some time
Because your walls are paper thin
so stupid and empty and dumb
just like a spider's skin
I don't believe anything I've said
that's the confusion
that an insincere kiss on the cheek
would clear the dilusion
that happiness is for the weak
or some belated next of kin
so stupid and empty and dumb
just like a spider skin
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8. |
Cold As I.C.E.
03:07
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A problem's always solved with a bigger fence
they'll paint it picket white, we'll pay them seven cents
Rupert Murdoch facts that you should double check
Because if you stopped to think you'd pay them some respect
And they tell that it's spilling
out into the street
Another pundit on talking heads just shouldn't speak
but I could watch this train wreck itself all week
You're arguments border on absurd
Pablo risked his life just to come here for some work
And they tell that it's killing
that's just not concrete
How long can they keep up this bad facade?
Don't act like you could speak for us with a wink and nod
Don't act like they just took something because you don't want that job.
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I can see it in our eyes
still don’t know why we’re alive
20 years of losing touch
have we really lost that much
don’t be sold on all their filth
you’d think their shit was Chinese silk
don’t tell yourself your the same
still got ourselves left to blame
all of the sellers
convinced us that everyone was alone
but love it or leave it I don’t think that absence counts as a home
stop clicking that icon
something is so wrong with the way we connect
it fills up the ego stuffed full of empty likes and regrets
Light a match and then take stock
Don’t remember when we talked
Can’t think of another way
Romes don’t fall in just one day
When we’re all said done and gone
plants and roach will carry on
maybe they know what we don’t
that we’re on top because shit floats
all of the sellers
convinced us that everyone was alone
but love it or leave it I don’t think that absence counts as a home
stop clicking that icon
something is so wrong with the way we connect
it fills up the ego stuffed full of empty likes and regrets
20 years of losing touch
have we really lost that much
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Do you remember when we could walk straight
thinking I was nervous for the both of us until I proved form and function wait
for the moment when your breath and movement hopelessly don't fit
There's one thing we're still sure of: we all turn to dust
on a scale that weighs something you could never touch
I don't believe in myths but still I think there's something to be said about us
That it's easier to breath
when you drain the god damned sea
and I'll hang on every word
you've ever heard
I can see clear through your illness lined up cold to touch
to be empty and full at once patience is a must
god's a useless fiction i don't want because I don't need your crutch
Because it's easier to breath
when you drain the god damned sea
and I'll hang on every word
you've ever heard
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Daikon San Francisco
1/27/13: Our second album "Complaining Songs" is out on vinyl now over at
fullyintercoastal.com
You can stream it and purchase a download here:
fullyintercoastal.bandcamp.com/album/complaining-songs-lp
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