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Ford Focused
05:08
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A descendant of Ford said
"It's what's inside that's important"
Then went our chrome bumpers
We've done enough to impress others
The future of Ford Motors is in
Some souls don't come upholstered
Let alone have they cupholders
Some people aren't such lookers
But pretty people don't need chrome bumpers
It's not always the first thing that you see that's lasting
It's not always the first thing that you see that's lasting
It's not always the first thing that you see that's lasting
In fact it's finding the one thing that gets someone going. It's when they reference a deep cut or your favorite line. It's when you begin missing appointments because you asked them if they're ticklish. And then they scoff, it's funny, you only met today's ago, my how rapport grows when vibes flow. And then they'll meet your parents and they click; last name change upon a handshake. It's when you let yourself into their apartment and help yourself to anything in the kitchen. It's in.
It's in
It's in
When I first sw you I thought you were hideous
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Ashtray
02:46
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Though I hate to say
"We made a mistake"
I'm an ashtray and
These are the days
And we will miss them so
When they have all gone
It's the nostalgia
Fondly look back on
These dreams these
Thoughts and ideals
That we conceive of
Hey mam
Hey man
I'm just trying love
These dreams these
Thoughts and ideals
That we conceive of
Hey mam
Hey man
I'm just trying love
And then we'll say some shit
About how at least we tried
All we did was didn't die
Suffice to say I want more of life
These complacent friends of mine
Have no standard of time
Just a bottle of wine and a dime bag
Just one bottle of wine and a dime bag
Thoughts and ideals
That we conceived of
Hey mam
Hey man
I'm just trying to love
These dreams, these thoughts
and ideals that we conceived of
Hey mam
Hey man
I'm just trying to love
She only had two beers
How did we end up here?
Now I'll hold her hair
It's my proof to you you mean
Something profound to me
Even in the morning
Wake up early, you're dressing
You think
We can pick up and leave off
At any point in time
Hey mam
I can't subscribe to that kind of life
We can't pick up and leave off
At any point in time
Hey mam
I can't subscribe to that kind of life
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3. |
Passage
05:04
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We had a routine
We'd brush our teeth
We'd sleep spooning
The only one I've ever loved is me
These days that's catching up to me
But the only cause for my worry
Is whether or not my friends will see
The only one I've ever loved it me
Dear Rich
Tell your daughter I'm an asshole
Tell her that she deserves much better
Because she certainly deserves better than me
These days it's catching up to me
It diverts my friends' attentions when we're talking
But it's quick to pull its phone out
If I turn around, If I turn around
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4. |
The Process
03:11
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We're only talking for diplomacy
Now all our friends are marked by their loyalties
Her team or my team
Which t-shirt are you wearing?
Now my t-shirt's soaked
Because we spoke before she's ready
I know it's all part of the process
But it's annoying
Now she'll never take another t-shirt off of me
I know it's all part of the process
But it's annoying
She'll never take another t-shirt off of me
I just don't want an enemy
But she is winning
It's time to drop the tactics
And just focus on our feelings
The healing can't be expedited
So I'll just lay down and put my time in
It's all part of the process
But it's annoying
Now she'll never take another t-shirt off of me
I know it's all part of the process
But it's annoying
She'll never take another t-shirt off of me
Kennedy:
We observe today
Not a victory of party
But a celebra–
tion of freedom
Symbolizing an end
As well as a–
As well as a beginning
Signifying renewal
As well as change
For I have sworn before you
And almighty God
God
God
The same alimony
If you want me at your party then invite me
It's hurtful how you wait until she's busy
My agony imagining all our closest friends
On the weekends, I try to picture misery
I try to picture misery
I try to picture misery
I try to picture misery
I know it's all part of the process
But it's annoying
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5. |
You're Learning
03:08
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My girlfriend
Has a kid from a previous marriage
She's sweatin'
I pick him and her up
Then drop him off at the bus stop
Then we intercept him
Once he's finished with his learning
And she's complaining in the car
The teachers aren't sensitive
But he's not special
You just indulge him
And call it a condition
My kid's not fit!
My kid's not fit for your curriculum!
Regardless if
Everything's as you'd hoped it'd be
You're learning
My girlfriend differs in
Her tactic of raising kids
She shelters him
(Just wants what's best for him)
You're bending over backwards
You're not doing him any favors
If you indulge him now
He'll be one of those kids
The whole world's out to get
(Sax solo mother effers)
Oooooh
Oooooh
Oooooh
I know I'm not your dad but
Stiffen that upper lip, kid
Pick up that mitt and catch
Regardless if
Everything's as you'd hoped it'd be
You're learning
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Breakups are horrible but thank God for my first world
I've got the luxury to be complaining about these girls
I'm well fed, I've got a roof over my head
But I won't be content
Until I've found my person
I did find one
And she said
"Nick, you look like David in your skin"
But I took her for granted
What do you do when you are too fucking happy?
Question it, find a reason not to be
What do you do when everything's going swimmingly
Drown in it, find a reason not to breath
In Rajasthan
I met a man with a concave stomach
He said
"My friend, my stomach ain't shit compared to my love sickness"
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7. |
Pupils
03:15
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8. |
Two Wardrobes
03:18
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Let my outfit speak for me, I picked it deliberately
So you don't have to read too far into me
So you don't have to read too far into me
Compile a list of the few top things that I'm about
I'll wear it as a sleeve so you don't have to read
Why do I spend the time getting all dolled up to be myself?
Why do I spend the time getting all dolled up to be myself?
I overflow with the possibilities that my body gives me
And I don't decree any one me over others
But my clothing speaks
I just wanna take my partner out tonight
But there can be two and only two wardrobes to choose from
Ya there can be two and only two wardrobes
Why do I spend the time getting all dolled up to be myself?
Why do I spend the time getting all dolled?
I overflow with the possibilities that my body gives me
And I don't decree any one me over others
But my clothing speaks
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9. |
Back and Forth
04:05
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I really loved our back and forth
We placed the largest book that we had
On the corner of a sleeping bag
Sat in it as two young kids
Riffin'
Really loved our back and forth
I really loved our back and forth
Killing time in makeshift forts
Talking on all types and sorts of things
Riffin'
(Guitar solo, my christ)
I call shotgun, you got it last time
You can't until the car's in sight
I call shotgun!
You got it last time!
You can't until the car's in sight.
I CALLED SHOTGUN
YOU GOT IT LAST TIME
You can't until the car's in sight
Fine.
We just want an excuse to fight
I really loved our back and forth
(Sax Wank Outro)
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