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New Thoughts
04:02
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New Thoughts
[2013]
Everything about me
Might dissolve before the morning
Impending doom surrounds me
If ya don't understand it, it can't be explained
And people ask if I feel different
To tell the truth I feel the same
I feel the same way I feel different, everyday
I feel the same way I feel different
Let's talk about acceptance
Let's talk about forgiveness
Let's talk about denial
Better yet, let's never speak again
Just so you know I still think of you
I'm either too proud or too smart to call
Might be my strength, might be my downfall
I was riding down a sunbeam
When it dropped me in a cesspool
Where my friends were playing Marco Polo
This ain't how I remembered Istanbul
I took some time to gather my thoughts
I gathered 'em, now I got new thoughts
I feel the same way I feel different, everyday
I feel the same way I feel different
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2. |
Frankie's Song
03:37
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Frankie's Song
[2013]
Where does it land?
I seen it up in the air,
It used to be in my hands.
I remember the smile
I remember the laugh
I remember how ya got so sick
And then ya got so mad
What ya couldn't control
And ya couldn't understand
I remember the man
I remember you tryna cheat at scrabble
And making up words
That I'd never heard, before or since
Well if we could play
Just one more game
I would let you win
Where does it land?
I seen it up in the air,
It used to be in my hands.
I remember the smile
I don't understand
I remember the man
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Christmas in Central Fla.
[2011]
City wind's cutting through me
It's time I got back to the country
Where everybody misses me
Least that's how I imagine
I get so romantic with nostalgia
Phone's ringing it's my father
He's happy his team's winning
It's my team too, I know he's grinning
Three weeks I'm going to visit him
It's central Florida for Christmas
Good health and happiness my wishlist
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4. |
Fuck Forever
02:46
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Fuck Forever
[2010]
Why do you only think of yourself?
Don't you ever think of the future?
Cause you ain't gonna live forever kid
No you ain't gonna live forever
Watch as all my bones turn to dust, golden dust
Watch as all these lies become virtue
Cause you ain't gonna live forever kid
And ya'd only resent it if you did
Waitin' round on all your friends to die
While you can barely stand to be alive
Well you don't wanna live forever
Well you ain't gonna live forever
Fuck Forever
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5. |
Kubla's Pleasure Dome
04:41
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Kubla's Pleasure Dome
[2011]
I'm fucked up but I feel fine
Cause it's a fatal flaw but it's a perfect design
And it passes the time
When I get so fuckin bored
So I bite down
And I move slow
It's not the thoughts I think,
But things I'd thought that I'd known
Turns out I didn't know much
I took shortcuts and they took me to dead ends
I took a purple pill and then I was callin everyone my friend
You wouldn't want these friends
I'm living my life under a rock
The pleasure dome I made of my skull
I used to think that all of this was so damn interesting
Now it's so dull
But I push on
And I really push down
I'm lookin six feet up cause I'm already twelve feet under the ground
It's a hell of a view
And it's not that comfortable
But it's still so familiar
And I keep my head down in a hole
While they're all telling me-
"Don't ya know that this might kill ya?"
"Yup, sometimes that's the point!"
I'm living my life under a rock
The pleasure dome I made of my skull
I used to think that all of this was so damn interesting
Now it's so dull
I'm so bored
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6. |
Pete's Song
02:30
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Pete's Song
[2014]
Missing persons I have known
And they return to me as ghosts
Superheroes I have known
Superheroes die alone
Superheroes I have known
I thought I'd found him in a dream
He shared his poetry with me
He spoke of spectres in a field
He wasn't sure if they were real
And that's how I think of him now
I think more of him in the summertime
I been thinking bout him all the time
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Ian Carleton New York, New York
Born 1987 in NY, NY.
I count myself among the lucky.
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