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Heart Condition
04:07
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I've been smoking with a heart condition
I've been meaning to tell you about it
But when we're talking I never mention
No I don't know it yet but I got my suspicions
All my life is just a pantomime
When I'm dying will you stick around
Or will you go back to your life
I couldn't blame you
Yeah what would I do
We've been talking late into the night
Did I live my life did I even try
Because it felt like I was part of a big plan
I've been waiting so long for something to happen
My whole life has just floated by
And I'm trying to stay on the ground
And I heard you say you don't feel alive anymore
I couldnt blame you
What can I do
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2. |
Better Than You
03:13
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Hey, look outside it's twilight
At dawn the warmest orange light
I pour the drugs into a pile
Before you fall asleep, wait awhile
I mentioned Jeff was coming over
Somehow he got ten months sober
He always wants us to change and to live right
But we can's right now, it's twilight
And everybody else is gone
I'm talking loud with the stereo on
I've got nothing better to do
I've got nothing better than you
John's dad came to visit me in county
He talked about Jesus and the army
He tells me when I get out I'm gonna fly right
His words not mine, but that's what I like
And everybody else is gone
The house arrest phone is ringing on and on
I've got nothing better to do
I've got nothing better than you
I've been trying to find you since Friday
Sitting at the house is so boring
I remembered your shadow in the mirror
I remembered you crying in the corner
Hey look outside it's twilight
Talking to myself, but that's what I'm like
I pour the drugs into a pile
I can bare this loneliness awhile
And everyone is truly gone
I see your picture pinned up on my wall
I've got nothing better to do
I've got nothing better than you
I've got nothing left to do
I've got nothing left but you
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3. |
Arrest
02:51
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Something happened
I don't know what to do
She just stopped breathing
And all of her skin turned blue
Did you call the cops or the ambulance cause
We were breaking the law
And she needs medical attention
And I don't have to mention anything we did
Just wanna move on with the night
And get on with our lives
There's always tomorrow
To make a better choice
Already forgotten
Yesterday's horror
And I don't plan to die
Anytime soon
It;s just that normal life
Never held my attention
And I don't wanna be the one
Bringing you down
Maybe go find somewhere else to hang around
The memory is sweet
Soft as a sheet
A feeling to pleasant
Hard to forget
Cardiac cardiac arrest
Call the ambulance
Something happened
I don't know what to do
She just stopped breathing
And all of her skin turned blue
Did you call the cops or the ambulance cause
We were breaking the law
And she needs medical attention
I never wanna be the one
Bringing you down
Maybe go find somewhere else to hang around
The memory is sweet
Soft as a sheet
A feeling to pleasant
Hard to forget
No one's here, no one's here but me
Grinding my, grinding my teeth
You ran out of time
Follow the light
Does anything happen after you die
Cardiac cardiac arrest
Call the ambulance
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4. |
My Old House Part One
00:49
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5. |
Any More Blood
03:46
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Way back when I was so young
And I fought like hell until the nurses got me strapped
To the table and the needle found my vein
And I grimaced at the thought of losing
Any more blood than I already gave
Once you lose enough you're never the same
Thought I heard a voice like rattling chains
As the preacher came in to say
You've been living hard too long
And there's nowhere left to go from here
You'll see any day
All your friends have gone away
And you can't stand the thought of causing
Any more pain than you already have
No sign of God or his fucked up plan
Thought I heard his voice come thundering
Maybe just another storm again
I wanna know if I'm worthy of Hell
Cause it feels like I'm already here
I push the remedy deeper down into my bloodstream
And I'm already here
But now so much has passed
And I fought like hell but there's no use fighting fate
It's a bastard and the faster you run
No I can't stand the thought of losing
Any more sleep than I already have
My insomnia is getting bad
Something in my head starts whispering
You cant stand the thought of losing
Any more blood than you already gave
Once you lose enough forget you name
What a long walk to such a shallow grave
Buries our bodies all the same
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6. |
Laundry
03:48
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I don't wanna do the laundry
I don't wanna do it
Just wanna sit out in the hot breeze
Drunker than piss
Just enjoy the weather while I can
Until this all ends
Don't wanna know where you are
I'd rather shoot my toe off
And when I go inside
There's nothing but my clothes in a pile
I don't wanna do the laundry
That was kinda your thing
Haven't had too many bad dreams
Except reality
The weathers nicer than a magazine
But I still feel like shit
Don't wanna know where you are
I'd rather put on some sad song
I started smoking again
It's gonna help me get on with living without you
And I don't wanna do the laundry
I don't wanna do anything
Just wanna sit out in the cold breeze shivering
Winter hit me like a stampede
I wasn't ready for it
Don't wanna know where you are
Just wanna turn my phone
And I've gone so out of style
As my clothes collect themselves in pile
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7. |
My Old House Part Two
01:20
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8. |
Silent is the Grave
01:57
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I squint though binoculars
Heavier than lead
Down deep through the moon
Craterous ahead
Can I be the one that you run to
Cause silent is the grave
Can I be the one that you come with
When everything has ended
You've got a glimmer in you eyes
And I feel like a child
Again
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9. |
Is It Weird
03:19
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These tiny thoughts amassed a grave
Condition that cannot be traced
And all my friends are here but they never seem to leave
Write down all your dreams who do you wanna be
Is It weird?
When she came unannounced through the door
Haphazard hair shook back and forth
And I tried to reappear but I sank into the bed
I heard caves of voices echo though my head
Is it weird?
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10. |
No Man's Beach
05:38
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Matt Kreisher Atlanta, Georgia
Matt Kreisher records his music in the attic of his house in Atlanta GA.
He enjoys video games, beer, motorcycles, and tennis.
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