1. |
Welcome to Lizard Land
02:51
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2. |
Carry On
03:05
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Ya, it's all just a big ole game.
Ya, it's all just a big ole game.
Ya, it's all just a big ole game,
but I forgot the rules.
Ya, it's all just a big ole lie.
Ya, it's all just a big ole lie.
Ya, it's all just a big ole lie,
but I know the truth.
So carry on, on, on, on.
Carry on.
Ya, it's all gonna be okay.
Ya, it's all gonna be okay.
Ya, it's all gonna be okay,
cause we're leaving soon.
So carry on, on, on, on.
Carry on.
So carry on, on, on, on.
Carry on.
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3. |
Let Me Drown
04:17
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And I have gone, so far away from here.
And I have gone, to every place I fear.
And I will run, into my darkest hour,
with guns drawn.
I don't wanna live forever.
And I don't need you around,
to help me up when I started to drown.
And I don't need you around,
to help me up when I start to drown.
Let me drown.
And will you walk, a thousand miles in my shoes
before you talk, like you know who is who?
And then get lost, in a world of self-inflicted,
The line you've crossed, can never be corrected.
And I don't need you around,
to help me up when I started to drown.
And I don't need you around,
to help me up when I start to drown.
Let me drown.
Let me drown.
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4. |
Goin Home
04:31
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I spent my years, down in Texas.
Workin for the man who jailed me.
Now I've been released, but now I'm clueless.
I don't know where I should be.
And I'm so tired of being thrown around.
And I'm so sick of letting everyone down.
So if you see me hitching a ride down that road just know,
I'm goin home.
I stumbled back into Irving.
I stopped by my childhood home.
And it looks the same as I remember,
cept all the memories are done and gone.
And I'm so tired of being thrown around.
And I'm so sick of letting everyone down.
So if you see me hitching a ride down that road just know,
I'm goin home.
And I'm so tired of being thrown around.
And I'm so sick of letting everyone down.
So if you see me hitching a ride down that road just know,
I'm goin home.
I'm goin home.
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5. |
Not Even a Memory
04:09
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Late November made a call.
It's time to go home to a place warm and dry.
So I picked up my bags,
and made my way down to the neon lights.
And I checked in my room,
laid down and thought of your pretty face,
but you don't know how much you mean to me.
And I won't bother you again.
Cause I'm, not even a memory,
I'm not a thought in your mind.
And I wish that you were beside me,
but I guess that it's the wrong place and the wrong time.
And I can't help but laugh
at everything said for a reason it seems.
And I know that I left
on shaky ground, but I won't bother you again.
Cause I'm, not even a memory,
I'm not a thought in your mind.
And I wish that you were beside me,
but I guess that it's the wrong place and the wrong time.
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6. |
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I went down, to a,
twisted town.
And I can't describe,
all the magic in their eyes.
And as I'm mesmerized I know that,
Vultures scream when you're up down.
Eagles fly when you're up down.
You went back, to the,
flat and down.
And you can't convey,
and straight to this very day.
Robins fly away you know that,
Vultures scream when you're up down.
Eagles fly when you're up town.
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7. |
Comb Over
04:30
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Never thought that I'd get over you.
You grabbed my heart and then broke it into
a simplistic little overview.
Never thought that I'd get over you.
My days are dark, but you add a grey.
I take from you what you need to say.
Back down and up on the wait the day.
My days are dark, but you add a grey.
Never thought that I'd get over you.
You grabbed my heart and then broke it into
a simplistic little overview.
Never thought that I'd get over you.
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8. |
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I come from a town of no one and nothing.
No one ever grows and no one ever changes.
And all that we know is lost in the wind.
It left late last week and we won't see it again.
And all of the lies that we tell all the time
will eat us alive.
And deaths right on time.
So head this warning, don't cross the line.
I'll build my own coffin, not knowing it's mine.
So don't go where the people don't grow.
Avoid at all costs and have nothing to show.
So don't go where the people don't grow.
Avoid at all costs and have nothing, nothing to show.
I left at nineteen and I'm living the dream.
My young broken heart can be mended it seems,
but deep in my mind, I'm reminded all the time.
Of the town of nothing, distorting the line.
So don't go where the people don't grow.
Avoid at all costs and have nothing to show.
So don't go where the people don't grow.
Avoid at all costs and have nothing, nothing to show.
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9. |
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I wanna be you.
I wanna be just like you.
I wanna burn bright and true,
I wanna be you.
You don't need to hang around
for a validation.
No recommendation to prove.
You don't need to second guess
everyone's last words.
Nothing to be heard.
You're tried and true.
And here I am, looking for someone like you.
And here I am, looking for someone to pull me through.
I wanna be you.
I wanna be just like you.
I wanna burn bright and true,
I wanna be you.
And here I am, looking for someone like you.
And here I am, looking for someone to pull me through.
I wanna be you.
I wanna be just like you.
I wanna burn bright and true,
I wanna be you.
And here I am, looking for someone like you.
And here I am, looking for someone to pull me through.
I wanna be you.
I wanna be just like you.
I wanna burn bright and true,
I wanna be you.
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