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Hangnails and Toothaches
02:01
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I guarantee you that your mind will never come to rest
Hangnails & toothaches are gonna put you to the test
Gonna need a distraction
Good Lord, you know I’m tryin’ (I’m tryin’)
A good distraction
Distraction
Chorus
Gotta leave the house (Gotta leave the house )
Gotta find my shoes (Gotta find my shoes)
Gotta get my cigarettes, and start making moves
Gonna belt it out
Good Lord, you know I’m tryin’ (I’m Try-in’)
Gonna belt it out
It out
(solo)
Gotta leave the house (Gotta leave the house )
Gotta find my shoes (Gotta find my shoes)
Gotta get my cigarettes, and start drinkin’ booze
Gonna belt it out
Good Lord, you know I’m tryin’ (I’m Try-in’)
Gonna belt it out
It out……woooooooooo
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2. |
Time and Space
01:52
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Sittin’ here bitin’ my tongue
Waiting for the truth to come along
Feeling haggard & tired
This, too, will soon expire
And I don’t know what you want me to say
But I’m gonna say it anyway
All day long I stare at the sun
Waitin’ for the moon to come along
Wasted time & magnified hours
Clouds obscure the meteor showers
And Time & Space has done me wrong
And Fate has finally come along
(Bridge)
Sitting here biting my tongue
Waitin’ for the truth to come along
Wasted time & magnified hours
Clouds obscure the meteor showers
And Time & Space has done me wrong
And Fate has finally come along
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Milkcrate
02:55
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About a hundred men down
Before a king with no crown
Among the worst in his trade
An assassin sittin’ on a milk crate
And My
Your fear is real
That’s why, why you conceal
That you’re naked and afraid
Getting’ tired by the day
Can’t control what you say
It’s coming out any which way
And My
Your fear is real
That’s why you, you conceal it
How
Have you made it this far
All alone climbing mountains
No idea who you are
I made me what I am
This kind of hybrid of a man
I’ll put you back in your place
An assassin sittin’ on a milk crate
And My
Your fear is real
So try, try to conceal it
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4. |
Not Alone
02:25
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When I go out
I wanna see your face
but you're not there
I put my back onto the wall until I go
No, not alone.
When I wake up
wanna see your face
but you're not there
I put my pillow on my head until I'm done
No, not alone.
No, not alone.
What if we didn't have each other
to talk about
who we've met
Not sure I would be less lonely
but for sure one less regret
When I'm not there
Do you see my face
when we're on the phone
a million miles away
but not alone?
No, no no no
Not alone
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5. |
Cold Coffee
03:57
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I got
Cold Coffee, honey on a spoon.
I may not travel fast, but I'll be there soon
and I got
No budget, no money to spend.
A dragon in my pocket put a wrinkle in my plans
and I got
No talents; nothing to sell!
A hiccup in my step., but honey, I walk well
and there ain't
No reason to keep us apart
No lover in your bed, no hole in my heart
I'm just a
Side action for you to pursue.
An ancillary character, a common 'rogue'
but I got
All the answers you're hoping to find!
I'm an incidental, transcendental tourist in your mind
and I got
No talents, nothing to sell!
A hiccup in my step, but I wear it so well
and there ain't
No reasons to keep us apart,
Just a lover in your bed and this hole in my heart!
**
A million different ways to say
Hold back another day
A million different ways to say
Hold out for one more day
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Victims of Symmetry Milwaukee, Wisconsin
VoS has never met a groove that couldn't be improved, a feel that shouldn't be revealed or a smile that wasn't worthwhile.
We're electric dynamite onstage and acoustic shampoo in the shower.
We're from Milwaukee, WI and we are just the same as you, but we didn't make that one terrible decision you've never forgiven yourself for.
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