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Everybody Lies
02:12
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2. |
Vincent
03:29
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3. |
Julie (Doesn't Know Why)
05:10
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Julie’s 18 years old the first time she decides to die
took a fistfull of 50 mil adderall
And made her way to downtown St. Paul
She’s looking for a rooftop
the perfect place to jump off
the lights along West 7th street
look like melted gold
the streets are empty concrete bleached white
but what’s a little cold?
Next to death it doesn’t matter
like everything you were ever told
it’s all a waste of time
all these people say is lies
Julie’s eighteen eighteen and she wants to die
I don’t know I don’t know why
I didn’t jump I didn’t die
I wanted to (I promse you)
I swear I did
it’s all a waste of time
Julie swears she was supposed to die that day
at least, that's what she tells me
“I was staring at the roof and I told myself, you know,
I was gonna jump. I told myself,
there it is, let’s go, that's why you came here.
And i felt like that was it, and i was about to die.
But something happened, I don’t know what the hell it was. Like a fugue state or something, i don’t know what it was.
I was going to jump, I swear I was.
But I just didn’t. I don’t know why.”
where has everybody gone
don’t they know it’s all a waste of time
It’s all a waste of time but today,
i don’t know I’m just not allowed to die
I don’t know I don’t know why
I didn’t jump I didn’t die
I wanted to I swear I did
it’s all a waste of time
She stares at the roof for so long her fingers go numb
her cheeks are blue her eyes are blank
she wants to leave she thinks more than anything
but something’s in the way
something pulls her back
goddammit
it’s all a waste of time
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5. |
Big Girls Don't Cry
01:30
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7. |
If You Wanna Breakdown
02:55
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we split some percocets and smoked some weed
we spent 200 dollars, but we never got our fake IDs
My man couldn't make it
tired of passing out
on the toilet
ribbons in his hair, acid in his gut
and beer, and liquor
that killer pair, that magic hand
for the man that's ever-fucked
the man that's born fucked
sometimes you'll remember
these lovely friends of yours
some of them just won't make it
some of them will be adored
October, wrought iron, dead leaves
on the walk balk to your room
through that evil city
some are born to be adored
and some are born to raise a fortune
some are born to leap from rooftops
some are born already done
if you wanna breakdown
breakdown
you'll see the light
you'll find your end
back to the grave with all your friends
what a mean bastard Houston Street,
it's always lost, it's lost to me
lost again in February
stupid slogans, snow kicked through
empty shops, paper lanterns in the windows
Some are born to love
and some are born to lose
some are born to slit their wrists
and some are born to croon
if you wanna breakdown
breakdown
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8. |
I Want a Life of Crime
03:17
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Dell and Julie kissing in the shadow
of the Russian Embassy
once it's dark they'll run on
through the shadows of Glover Park
Sneak cigarettes behind Rockland's
and a stolen pint of gin
wandering through the cemetery
talkin bout how some day
they'll be married
I feel this winter cold
walk these dirty streets
I live the life of crime
I want nothing but defeat
What ever happened to that good ol fashioned life of crime?
Oh god oh lord above
don't trust a goddamn word from those
teenagers in love
I made up my mind a long time ago
take some pills wander high
through Dupont Circle
What a scummy night, what a good night
to forget everything you know
I feel this winter cold
walk these dirty streets
I live the life of crime
I want nothing but defeat
I miss the things we used to do
we used to burn the things everybody said
you couldn't live without
we used to burn our friends, our money
we used to use our skin to put our cigarettes out
I guess I just miss
the life of crime
I feel this winter cold
walk these dirty streets
I live the life of crime
I want nothing but defeat
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9. |
No Surrender
02:17
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We're all one week lovers now
we're all individuals
but I say I refuse
Everything's exactly
where it's supposed to be
so when you slip away
don't tell me
I get up at 6 every morning
I smoke a cigarette and think
that life is very long
but without this precious depression
how the hell would I've wrote this song?
With your cigarettes
and your lonely fucking dreams
everything is just what it seems
when you slip away
don't tell me, just disappear
the world doesn't need either of us here
we're all individuals and we're all powerless
our loves are like paper flowers
floating in toilets
however miserable you are, remember this:
you'll never really know anybody
So forget him, forget her
I say: no surrender
With your cigarettes
and your lonely fucking dreams
everything is just what it seems
when you slip away
don't tell me, just disappear
the world doesn't need either of us here
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Julie always says it's a business lunch
when she meets Dell for an
early afternoon drunk
they scare motherfuckers on the
CC Club patio, Julie
breaks off an icicle,
and stirs that bloody gin of hers,
she says
I don't wanna don't wanna don't wanna
sleep alone no more
just the two of them
and their love, and their cigarettes
you know what she says, she says
I'm gonna see him again
gonna wander whiskey buzzed
hanging off the streetlights
she says
I'll see him tonight
I don't wanna don't wanna don't wanna
sleep alone no more
Everybody knows it ain't gonna end well
and everybody knows
you can keep that shit to yourself
Wander hand in hand
down snowy avenues
and the newspapers circle above
Don't you know it's so
embarrassing
to be so in love
she says
I don't wanna don't wanna don't wanna
sleep alone no more
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11. |
The Hundred Year Flood
02:19
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there's a hurricane coming down my street
every other day
her name's Julie
and she's gonna wash me away
all this concrete will rot to dust
and we'll watch as the drowned highways
flood with blood and rust
see the lights, the last lights
washed down into the river
see yourself wash away
wash away with her
our love's a natural disaster
a flood that comes once
every hundred years
when the steps of the basilica
are lost beneath the waves
then we'll plant our flag atop
the highest dome,
we'll dance upon our grave
see the lights, the last lights
washed down into the river
save yourself and wash away
wash away with her
A long time's not forever
just pray it's not long enough
to make you lose your nerve
wash away with her, wash away
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Needles and pins again
and she can't sleep
love songs in her head
she'll just forget
just for a little while
that life is cheap
when she dies, she'll die in style
remember that soon
you will be dead
remember that soon
you will be dead
she doesn't wanna
go to bed, she wants to
meet Dell at the corner
of Franklin and Lyndale
before the lights go out
before the neon dies
can't stop thinking about
how she needs these lies
remember that soon
you will be dead
remember that soon
you will be dead
soon you'll be dead
but right now
you're in love
remember that soon
you will be dead
and who cares
who cares
not yet
who cares
who cares
not yet
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Every day is February in Minneapolis
lovebirds live alone, together
how'd it ever come to this?
Apartment full of bottles
ashtrays pills and needles
some used prescription pads
they've burned up for the fentanyl
how'd it ever come to this
don't you wanna know
how'd the lovebirds
ever get so low
so in love, so in love
lovebirds Dell and Julie
just another pair bound crushed
to history
place's got no heat, so they sleep
intertwined
always been too wasted
to admit defeat
how'd it ever come to this
don't you wanna know
how'd the lovebirds
ever get so low
have you ever been so broke
you wished you could sell your name?
have you ever truly been
truly been ashamed?
I don't think so, no not yet
It's so cold in Minneapolis
you just don't get it man
outside it all goes on
rolling past the windowpane
world tears itself to pieces
without the decency to be ashamed
the lovebirds are alone, together
someday they'll have
no one left to blame
how'd it ever come to this
don't you wanna know
how'd the lovebirds
ever get so low
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14. |
Love Song
03:47
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So, Julie falls to the floor again
she says there's no true love
without a little hatred, without
a bit of hate
Dell cursed her in the kitchenette
Julie thinks she's gonna die
or maybe just vomit
I think I finally know what love is
sleep somewhere else tonight
I can't stand the sight of you
the lovebirds sing
through the hate and spite
they say: sleep somewhere else tonight
I finally know what love is
this is a love song
the lovebirds sing it
all night long
you say you wanna die
well what else is new
is it love if I say
I'd do just about anything
to get rid of you
what's the deal with the razorblade
in the bathtub
for Dell and Julie it's got
everything to do with love
when you can't score
you lost your job
there's nothing left to do but
hate with all your heart
all the ones you swore you loved
I know what love is kids
I finally figured it out!
this is a love song
the lovebirds sing it
all night long
you say you wanna die
well what else is new
is it love if I say
I'd do just about anything
to get rid of you
Dell breaks some glass
Julie shatters some plates
they say our love is like Alcatraz
gonna break out of here if it kills me
she spits in his eye and says
you'll never have the guts to leave
this is a love song
the lovebirds sing it
all night long
you say you wanna die
well what else is new
is it love if I say
I'd do just about anything
to get rid of you
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15. |
Somos Lobos
01:11
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16. |
Hit the Wall Again
03:41
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I wanna know what it means
to see the last lights of everything
I wanna sit down by the river
and forget
I never wanted to be better
I never wanted to be good
a rose, a paper bird
regret and forget
life by another word
A shadow, a friend
a hole by the river
where the memories
fall in -- -- --
I'll sit down in the dusk, in the mud
and this time I promise
I'll forget her
so I'll sit down by the river
I've never felt better
life's not so bad
as long as it ends
as long as you don't
have to live it again
I think I wasted my life
Sometimes you fall in love
and sometimes you hit the wall
they say time heals all
but it's a lie -- --
They're just like everybody
waiting for her to pass you by
waiting to lose it all
there used to be love here
now there's just paved roads
a neon sign
don't tell my friends to come see me
tell em I'm
just fine -- --
I think I wasted my life
I think I threw it away
Life's not so bad as long as you don't have to live it again
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17. |
Out of My Head
02:35
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Everything's been put into its perfect quiet place
and I can't stand it. I can't stand it.
I wanna stumble down the filthy harbor
at some world's end
I wanna walk with you, and cry out
for death
My old mysterious friend
begging to be
taken away, taken away from here -- --
I want to listen to them cry out
as the rain lashes down
and we sink, laughing
further into the ground --
Whoever you were you're long gone now
each night's a century
and when you wake
the world's just the same
empty place it's always been --
But who said we owed each other anything
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Everybody's looking for somebody else
everybody's looking for a different kind of lover
than the poor sucker that stands beside them
everybody's full of life for the life they never lead
An army of lovers
can be beaten
An army of lovers
can be beaten
You and all your friends
are already dead
and doomed, and doomed
Myself I live alone
I'll waste my life in memorizing the contours
of this room -- -- --
An army of lovers
can be beaten
An army of lovers
can be beaten
We've seen them each century
littered in the street
the bodies of
better men and women
who chose death
before defeat
everybody knows
there's no such thing
as getting away
away clean -- -- --
An army of lovers
can be beaten
An army of lovers
can be beaten
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19. |
Maybe in the Next Life
02:50
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I was born in London
mark of the lucky beast
branded into my forehead
I live off nicotine and aluminum
in pride and spite
born to die just like everyone
branded with the mark of life
nothing left to say of death
except she's your lord and captain
everybody knows the body is a cage
everybody knows there's nothing left
but rage
I'll take Minneapolis with graffiti scrawled across it
that says goddamn to hell forever
everyone in here, but shit
don't get cocky now...
Maybe in the next life
maybe in the next life
maybe you can start again
Gimme a cry of pain
collapsing with the beast-shattered bridge
toss my soul to freedom
toss my soul to freedom
just beyond the ledge
Maybe in the next life
maybe in the next life
city's burning down
third precinct's a suit of flame
everybody's got a gas mask
and someone else to blame
when the lights go out we'll finally be free
when the lights go out we shall be released
she woke up to find Dell's lips had turned blue
saw the winter light like frost along his corpse
just an accident of timing, that relief of fate
of no recourse
and when you finally have nothing left
maybe you'll remember that
death's not the end, it's just more...
transformation
Maybe in the next life
maybe in the next life
there'll be something new to say
maybe in the next life
I'll see you again
someday
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City Barricades Minneapolis, Minnesota
Hello we are Apocalypse music
And CIA
assets
Do not
be afraid
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&
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