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Wild and Pretty Games
04:28
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You canât find me, I canât find you
You canât find me, I canât find you
You canât find me, I canât find you
You canât find me, I canât find you
I canât find you, I canât find you
I canât find you, I canât find you
I canât find you, I canât find you
I canât find you, I canât find you
Positively fine when youâre around me
Forcibly entwined when youâll have thee
Mask the words that come to you
Relinquish them in fumes
I know you donât feel it too
I know you donât feel it too
You canât find me, I canât find you
You canât find me, I canât find you
You canât find me, I canât find you
You canât find me, I canât find you
I canât find you...
Positively fine when youâre around me
Forcibly entwined when youâll have thee
Captured in the melody
Unwilling to ignore that
I know you donât feel it too
Mask the words that come to you
Relinquish them in fumes
I know you donât feel it too
How long must I wonder?
How long must I wander?
I know you don't feel it too
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2. |
Demon of Perfection
02:47
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New digs in a plastic town
You gotta fresh start and your lingo down
Youâre in phase but all you ever wanna do is talk about your silly problems Last call for your broken luck you gotta
Work hard just to earn a buck for your pain
It seems insane for me to say that money doesnât snuggle well
I donât wanna be here to lose
Put yourself in my shoes and help me finish the race
Iâll push and pull to the end
Close my eyes and pretend I want this more than I do
Sweet dreams little buttercup why donât you
Heal me with your golden touch
Itâs ok you and I we never play nice
Blue jeans slightly pinkish red itâs always
So cold underneath your bed you got AIDS
How could you claim you play the game
When you donât even know the rules
I donât wanna be here to lose
Put yourself in my shoes and help me finish the race
Iâll push and pull to the end
Close my eyes and pretend
I got ya bleeding
Infecting all your dreams and
Perfecting all these demons for you
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3. |
The View Subterranean
04:50
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I don't know which way to go
You can't always find the road
I'd set a course if I could see ahead
I know only what Iâve seen
Decades chopped to memories
Many of which I'd sometimes rather just forget
We gave up our labor yielded no fruit
Thinking always I'm nothing without you
Idle hands ambitious plans
Secret vaults and garbage cans
You will take none of it when you're done
Sacrifice golden time most of life
Just survive and provide blithely till we all die
The clock measures time at a fixed rate
But as we get older shorter seem the days
We're all wandering this blue dot
Serving all our self-regarding wants
The best of times are all behind
I can't see otherwise
Itâs clear the best of times are all behind and I can't see otherwise
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4. |
Way to Nowhere
06:00
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Oh pleasant day, flagrant story of the vain
Without shade or remorse, from the promise sworn to all with eyes to see
There hand in hand, glaring callously upon this weathered soul.
You want to know it for yourself.
While moaning clings to fragile bones
For timeâs a wary, heavy stone
Caroling its vacant joke (curse)
Lost on the way to nowhere, lonely for the ride
Lost on the way to nowhere, seconds falling by
Once in a woeful mile, life bears a smile
Oh pleasant day, wavering slowly set engraved
Like the first and the last, where the hour, it sings to only leave unheard
Hard to settle down, as the twilight fades with nightâs truth calling out
Posh linen, crowns, and porcelain pets,
Fake cologne on the wrist of your torment
See the crux of a lustless tide burns right
Inside myself, down in myself, âcause Iâm lost
Youâd like to know it for yourself,
To wear the eyes that sight inhales
That hidden words fail to avow
The pain that binds you
Perched on the mind like a portrait
Lost on the way to nowhere, always wondering why
Lost on the way to nowhere, spinning through this life
Born in this empty world, waiting by
Held in the undertow, as strangers frolic âlong the shoreline
Summerâs a sunken dream, and I want to cry
How is one supposed to laugh when theyâre alone?
Where is the gift that life seems to withhold?
Nothing to win, no moment to be missed
If years grieve helplessly before the
Rose in the vase withers, plucked from its fair splendor
Coals from the fire peter out for the last winter
Lost on the way nowhere
Right to the, straight through the finish
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5. |
Fantasma
01:10
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6. |
Where Are You Paradise?
02:58
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Rosies flowing on the vine
Colors in a dream so well disguised
Oooo
Thirst and its promise washed ashore
Pleasure swimming in the depths left unexplored
And you knew
Thereâs no true
Paradise
Thereâs a secret you should know
Burning hot as lava down below
Iâm so blue
Where are you
Paradise?
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7. |
Stranger Danger, Pt. 2
03:26
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Would you mind if I sat behind from a distance
Birds and bees calling me to claim our existence
Truth or dare skin so fair
Donât play with me stranger danger
Gets stranger and stranger everyday youâre awake
I wish you could relate to all my pain
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8. |
Spirit
02:53
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I waited out the night clinging to the bedside
Got up drug myself out into the wet cold day
And there ainât a thing that the multiverse owes to me
Itâs but a grim indifferent mass of entropy
Youâll never know what it means
Meditation vital self-deception
You tried to make the best of what you lost an awful mess
Contentment torture apathy
Over and over the narrative on repeat
Talks up doubt with a deafening wretched sound
Itâs a result of atomic junk
Accidental luck
Whatâd you think that you could turn it down
You got up to find replenishing light
But a leak in your head multiplied
And the things you try to trick them sunken eyes
Merely vain attempts to undermine eons of evolution
Quit fucking around go get the sedative medicine take it down
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9. |
Prom
02:37
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Mermaid in China Portland, Oregon
đ¸If Brian Wilson and Andrew VanWyngarden had a love child
đNew album âWild and Pretty Gamesâ out Jan. 8th
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