1. |
Raindrops
03:50
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I don't know why, I am frustrated at one thing.
It's not like I'm mad at all.
I just can't sit back and relax.
Forgive me, I'm fucked up.
Back in Portsmouth, my lover waits on a rooftop.
Singing our song.
Back in Portsmouth, a car was jacked from a parking lot.
They left no traces.
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2. |
Do You Get It?
01:36
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60 minutes north of Boston.
Life began there.
It's full of interesting people.
And Dumbasses who don't care.
I don't mean to ignore you.
But I don't like you at all.
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3. |
Fred
02:34
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It seems to me, everyone keeps on walking by.
It seems to me, everyone keeps ignoring me.
This mainstream shit keeps on clogging everyones minds.
From their judgement.
Life goes on.
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4. |
Apartment 42
03:41
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Since when did telling the end of a story mean something else?
I walked you down to the corner of Islington.
Never mind, that was a week ago.
Shadows engulf the city from miles away.
I can't see anything from here to my apartment.
Lights from above my head turn into butterflies, searching for a home.
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5. |
Confession
03:45
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Some say I'm dead, but I'm not.
Some say I'm gone, but I'm not.
Back here in Portsmouth, I belong.
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6. |
10 Years
02:39
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Don't mind me, I'm here to observe.
I never finished high school.
I pullout a gun, and point it through him.
The sixth shot always hurts the most.
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7. |
Checked Out
01:28
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The borderline across Portsmouth is anything but predictable.
Lie to me, show me everything you've got.
You can't do better than FRED.
Take Me Home!
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8. |
Oyster Sky
05:10
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Just you and me.
Just think about it.
We can have all we want.
The lights turn dim as the sky turns an Oyster Gray
Never mind me.
I'm still that guy who liked you, but you never liked me.
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