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Honestly
03:36
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High tide was early on St. Rigby’s Day
We sang the hymn but we kept losing our place
You’re toeing the blurry line, denial and cheap desire
The midsomer moon, the ocean, and the raging fire
My jeans are old but I wear pricey shoes
In Portland, there were cameras in the dressing room
And after the show that night, the opener touched my wife
Under the dirty bar, he didn’t think I’d mind
Now you see that it’s all I think about
Honestly, you know I do
Now you see that it’s all I think about
Honestly, you know I do
Oh, living with an omen, baby
Oh, living with the truth
Now you see that it’s all I think about
Honestly, you know I do
And when she drinks she thinks about LA
But she forgets her plans by noon the next day
The green and the hills don’t charm
Like they have done before
Oh, she got that devil’s itch that makes her want far more
Now you see that it’s all I think about
Honestly, you know I do
Now you see that it’s all I think about
Honestly, you know I do
Oh, living with an omen, baby
Oh, living with the truth
Now you see that it’s all I think about
Honestly, you know I do
Oh no, living with an omen
Oh no, living with the truth
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2. |
Modern Hero
03:56
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I don’t wanna give you my login
I don’t wanna give you the password that goes to my heart
I don’t want your technical jargon
I don’t want a human-computer asleep in my arms
Ooooh
You were sullen on the weekend
Joey had to sleep in
Ooooh
You were bored as you could be,
Mimosas by the sea, yeah
No one left to give you money
No one left to listen, honey
Did you really think that you could keep me comin’ round, around
I don’t wanna give you my lovin’
Everybody knew that the project was doomed from the start
You don’t wanna listen to Robyn?
I don’t really trust you if you don’t think pop is real art
Ooohhh
You were makin’ do with me
Marianne was absentee
Oohhh
You were scrollin’ in your sleep
Like in all the kitschy scenes yeah
No one left to give you money
No one left to listen, honey
Did you really think that you could keep me comin’ round? Around
You’re no modern hero, baby
You’re no god to come and save me
You can turn it down, 'cause you’re talking way too loud, too loud
I’ve been wastin’ my time with you, with you
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3. |
OMG
03:18
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Oh my god, I really gotta wake up
I don’t wanna feel like this
Oh my god, I’m really tryna fake it
But I can’t get along like this
The moon is in the ram now, Baby, all our halls are thick with ghosts
Ya tell me I’m a Libra, like Jesus Christ and Catherine Zeta-Jones
I wanna feel young, I want to feel better in my bones
I wanna party, I just don’t want to host
Oh my god, I really gotta wake up
I don’t wanna feel like this (can you give me more?)
Oh my god, I’m tryin hard to fake it
I can’t get along like this
Fate’s a shady bastard, and I can tell you Fortune is a whore
They say the law is over, but you know we’re all still keeping score
They always told us, they always told us that grace is free
why does it sound so, why does it sound so expensive, oooh is it me?
Oh my god, I really gotta wake up
I don’t wanna feel like this (can you give me more?)
Oh my god, I’m really tryin' to fake it
I can’t get along like this
Oh these calloused hands!
Come and feel me, come, come and feel me
Meet me in the van!
Come and feel me, come, come and feel me
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4. |
Scream and Shout
03:49
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Kissed a stranger on a plane
To feel alive again
Alive again, Ohh
Night is calling like a siren
Ooo
Countin’ every single breath ‘till I’m
Alright again
Alright again
Mornin’ comin’ like a tyrant
Ooo
But I can’t feel a thing
So I just want to scream and shout
Say what you say, I do it for the pay
Just wanna burn it down
Don’t wanna work it out
Standin’ on the stage, (but) I don’t wanna play
I know that I’ve been drinkin’
Way too much baby
But I can’t feel a thing
So I just want to scream and shout
Say what you say, I do it for the pay
Wicked roommate I can’t see
Pushed me down the stairs
And caught me unaware
She’s been creepin’ like a tiger
Ooh
But I can’t feel a thing
So I just want to scream and shout
Say what you say, I do it for the pay
Just wanna burn it down
Don’t wanna work it out
Standin’ on the stage, (but) I don’t wanna play
I know that I’ve been drinkin’
Way too much baby
But I can’t feel a thing
So I’ll just scream and shout
Say what you say, I do it for the pay
We tossed in the heat
We fought the devil in our sleep
But I can’t feel a thing
So I just want to scream and shout
Say what you say, I do it for the pay
Just wanna burn it down
Don’t wanna work it out
Standin’ on the stage, (but) I don’t wanna play
I know that I’ve thinkin’ way
Too too much baby
And I can’t feel a thing
So I’ll just scream and shout
Say what you say, I’ll do it my own way
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5. |
Making Me High
04:42
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I don’t gamble for fun, and I don’t like the taste of bargain champagne
But you were flickering like an open door
Oh babe, I’m losing all control
Take me out before it swallows me whole
Neon lights
Hurts my eyes
You got something and you’re making me high
You got something and you’re making me high
Gotta make a move, Gotta make me ooh-ooh tonight
You got something, and you’re making me high
Every innocent counterspell I said when I was young never died
But the places I’ve landed seem so far
Your sweat, your music, and your rye
You know I think about it all the time
Dim the light
Dim the light
You got something and you’re making me high
You got something and you’re making me high
Gotta make a move, Gotta make me ooh-ooh tonight
You got something, and you’re making me high
Ooh, the way you animate the night
You spark right through
Set the room in motion with your hungry eye
Everything you do for me
It’s all a little new
Paint the messy scene and take what’s on your mind
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6. |
Made It This Far
04:00
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Time was going gray, you were out of tears
Don’t know what to say, it’s been a fucked up year
No one bought CDs, Twitter stole your soul
I ate far too much, but I was never full
Oooooh
You got drunk to clean, cracked another beer,
While you cursed the dust on all the chandeliers
I can talk too much, but when I try to pray,
How come I can’t think of anything to say?
I’ve been searching for a long time, honey
Haven’t learned a thing
I’ve been searching for a long time, honey
Haven’t learned a thing
Even though the road is going nowhere
Even though the night is cold and dark
All I know is that I love you, darlin'
You and I have made it this far
All you really need is holy water
All I really need is my guitar
All I know is that I love you, darlin'
You and I have made it this far
Will you let me in?
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7. |
Teleprompter Prayer
03:35
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You, lookin’ through my house for hidden doors
You, movin’ my keys across the floor
Saw, your heart but never heard it beat
Heard, your steps but never saw your feet
You were my teleprompter prayer
Tell me, what’s the endgame with your hair?
I can see that I’ve got company
You've been waitin’ there, in the wings
You never had a gift for subtlety
Do really think you can move like me?
You tell it how you want
You can tip that frame
The way that you want it
You say whatever you need
You can slam that door
As hard as you want to
My skin was flashing hot and cold
Ghost! Or maybe I’m just getting old?
I’ll be the truth, you be the dare
Tell, me what’s your endgame baby?
You tell it how you want
You can tip that frame
The way that you want it
You say whatever you need
You can slam that door
as hard as you want to
I’m gonna give you what you want
Cause I’m gonna be gone
And I know you’re gonna
Paint it all the way that you saw it
I’m gonna give you what you want
Cause I’m gonna be gone
And I know you’re gonna
Paint my name in red
You tell it how you want
You can tip that frame
The way that you want to
You say whatever you need
You can slam that door
You tell it how you want
You can tip that frame
The way that you want to
I’m gonna give you what you want
Cause I’m gonna be gone
And I know you’re gonna
Paint it all the way that you saw it
I’m gonna give you what you want
Cause I’m gonna be gone
And I know you’re gonna
Paint my name in red
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8. |
Little Apogee
03:26
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The morning you moved in with me
You prepared
Took my Mars Volta poster down
Cause your mom was scared
Now you’re hiding all these things
And we’re dining here in the dark
You say being seen
Is the hardest part
Here we go again
Oh I don’t wanna tell ya what to feel
So what are you feeling?
And I don’t want to tell you what to do
But girl, whatcha doing?
I took ya sight unseen
A cipher i can’t read, ya
The hardest part to me...
Is if that’s the way you want it,
That’s the way it’s going to be.
So please don’t be afraid to tell me
What you want
Cause I've been known to get it wrong
From the scary start
Oh I've been looking for the key
To the riddle there in your heart
Oh baby, being free
Is the hardest part
Oh I don’t wanna tell ya what to feel
So what are you feeling?
And I don’t want to tell you what to do,
But girl, whatcha doing?
I took ya sight unseen
A cipher I can’t read
The hardest part to me
Is if that’s the way you want it,
That’s the way it’s going to be.
For me for me for me
For you for you for you
Cause that’s the way you want it to be
For me for me for me
For you for you for you
Oh I don’t wanna tell ya what to feel
So what are you feeling?
And I don’t want to tell you what to do,
But girl, whatcha doing?
My esoteric queen
My little apogee
My hardest breath to breathe
Ooh, Baby if I love you,
That’s the way it’s going to be.
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9. |
Paradise
03:26
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She told the Times about you babe, and now they talk
In Paradise, we climbed until we couldn’t walk
I don’t want to be here, now or ever
I don’t want to take this road at night
Take me as your sinner
Take me as your bride
I don’t want to say it’s now or never
But take me home tonight
They know your work, they know your face
They know your name
I don’t want to stand here in your weather
I don’t want to talk about your shame
Take me as your sinner
Take me as your bride
I don’t want to say it’s now or never
But take me home tonight
We were waiting in that twentieth story room
Didn’t think that we would find ourselves there so soon
You were checking out the quality of the light
We were walking on a wire
Take me as your sinner
Take me as your bride
I don’t want to say it’s now or never
But take me home tonight
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10. |
California Maybe
03:36
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Citrine, sage, amethyst, and jade
Pulled my card and told me what it said
We were all caught up, secret crimes
Everybody’s got to sin sometimes
As for me, babe, I can’t recall
When I'd trade my body for a soul?
I was bored in church, sowing my seeds
Didn’t really want you touching me
You, and me, planning for a feast
I gotta say, I still don’t know what’s true
We were kids in the 80s
Said the prayer, it’s the last you heard from us
Watch those tables turn
Just a 'California Maybe'
Making plans when we’re never sure of them
Watch those fires burn
You are free, finally livin' clean
Saw that watch-hand spinning in your dream
We were all grown up, running that race
Everything was in its proper place
Now it’s late, and David’s losing steam
Can’t decide the detail or the theme
And we’re all fed up, tryin’ to save face
Everybody needs a touch of grace
You and me, plotting for a siege
I gotta say, still don’t know what’s true.
We were kids in the 80s
Said the prayer, it’s the last you heard from us
Watch those tables turn
Just a California Maybe
Taking vows when we’re never sure of them
Watch those fires burn
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11. |
All I Can Say
04:08
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Falling asleep without you
I’m counting the cars rushing by
Dreaming of how I met you
On that golden October night
All the words
I couldn’t say
Flood me now
That you’re away
Our future looks hard from here
All I can say
Is I make a mess of what I’m given
Take for granted what’s still living
I’m trying to change
I’m down on my knees
Praying to God for some relief
Finding hope in the defeat
I’m trying to change
Desperately reachin’ for somethin’
to give me a moment to heal
There’s so much allure
In counterfeit cures
I’m dying for somethin’ that’s real
All I can say
Is I make a mess of what I’m given
Take for granted what’s still living
I’m trying to change
I’m down on my knees
Praying to God for some relief
Finding hope in the defeat
I’m trying to change
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Fialta San Luis Obispo, California
We are David, Beth, Mike and Sarah --four best friends making pop music in California.
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