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We Found Clarity
03:05
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Well god damn, I'm sick of sidestepping
Moving on to talk about simpler things
There's one thing I want and that's you right now
It's never been clearer
There's desire in me that won't go away
You're on my mind every single day
I’m not gonna hide the way I feel
No not this time.
I'm a mess, I'm a mixed up, worn out wreck
Overanalysing every word I've said
All that I know is that I want you
It’s never been clearer
We don’t know what the future holds
We’re shit out of luck and shit out of hope
We might be neurotic and angry and broke
But we’ve got each other
We’ll be just fine
With your hand in mine
Not scared this time
When your hand’s in mine
I'm a mess, I'm a mixed up, worn out wreck
Overanalysing every word I've said
But you see something I might never see
Like the good in me
I'm a mess, I'm a mixed up, worn out wreck
Overanalysing every word I've said
But you see something I might never see
Like the good in me
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2. |
I, Coward
02:49
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I, coward. I, without spine
I, living my life just getting by
I, coward, I without spine
I'm born, I live, then I die
Nothing to see here
So uninspiring it barely registers
But I know how to be here
Never aspire to anything better
And if I don't think about it all that much
Then I won't ever be let down
I, coward. I, without spine
I, living my life just getting by
I, coward, I without spine
I'm born, I live, then I die
The same fears define me
From my birth to my death
Well I've accepted my fate
The world always changes
Friends move on, people leave but I stay the same
And it's best I never try at all
If I climb up to the top I only risk the fall
I, coward. I, without spine
I, living my life just getting by
I, coward, I without spine
I'm born, I live, then I die
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3. |
Copernicus Called
03:18
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You’re smiling wide, soliloquising from your imagined stage
But in your eyes it’s clear to me that we’re on a different page
Bottle up that energy and sell it somewhere new
Let your shadow fall away and do what’s best for you
I could step out from behind you
Stop carrying this weight
But then I’d only disappoint you
And ruin your day
I can’t do this anymore
This game is wearing pretty thin
You suck the life out of every moment in time
And you put nothing back in
Call me up to curse me out when everything goes wrong
There’s nothing friends love more than being so relied upon
Cross my fingers ’til they bruise, never go out on a limb
Hold my breath and bite my tongue and never say a god damn thing
Cut a circle round me
And I’ll be on my way
I guess I’ll have to disappoint you
And ruin your day
I can’t do this anymore
This game is wearing pretty thin
You suck the life out of every moment in time
And you put nothing back in
I can’t do this anymore
It’s showing on my skin, how you
You suck the life out of every moment in time
And you put nothing back in
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The front seats are full, but a few rows back it starts to thin
My final gig, but that won’t change anything
See I was always bad at keeping up with my friends
So who would make the trip, stay with this sinking ship until the end?
With all this time
I didn’t fail, I just never tried
And now I find an empty room with no reason why
Anyone would grieve for me
That’s just the way that it goes
Tell me, what did I do with all this time?
We came along in the same way, announced in the press
My birth, then my first gig and now my death
Competing for line space in outdated forms
My death is the footnote, I leave no one forlorn
With all this time
I didn’t fail, I just never tried
And now I find an empty room with no reason why
Anyone would grieve for me
That’s just the way that it goes
Tell me, what did I do with all this time?
With all this time
I didn’t fail, I just never tried
And now I find an empty room with no reason why
Anyone would grieve for me
That’s just the way that it goes
Tell me, what did I do with all this time?
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I've got that 3am fear again
Nothing's going according to my plans
I know I should try
But I've given up most of the time
And now I'm falling behind
The voice inside my head, it's telling me it won't get better
The voice inside my head says “Don't get up, don't even bother”
Sometimes it's hard to just be strong and say
“Fuck the voice inside my head”
I give up, I’ve lost track of all the Irish goodbyes
Turns out there's countless ways to leave the things you love behind
Anxiety's a friend that comes to visit
Crawls inside your brain, defeats it
Says “You can dream but never be it oh no”
The voice inside my head, it's telling me it won't get better
The voice inside my head says “Don't get up, don't even bother”
But I'm searching for something, so I'll carry on singing
“Fuck the voice inside my head”
And while there's blood still pumping through my veins
I'll fight against my backwards, failing brain
And if I find myself too tired to try
I'll let it slide, return inspired and keep repeating til the day that I die
I've got that 3am fear again
Nothing's going according to my plans
It's gonna take some time
It's only all in my mind
And I'm done falling behind
It's gonna get better
It's gotta get better
Fuck the voice inside my head
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6. |
Game Over
02:45
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Bury me with my unsold boxes of CDs in new Mexico
Stack up the failures
Then crush them up & make us one with the dirt so we're forgotten
Yeah I'll dig in deep
I'll crawl inside to sleep
My attempts at legacy are best forgotten
There was a time before me
There'll be a time after I'm gone
So bury me
I'm best forgotten
Leave no records
Take no photos
Make everything I've done just disappear
28 feet down, below the sandstorms
And let the world move on without me
Yeah I'll dig in deep
I'll crawl inside to sleep
My attempts at legacy are best forgotten
There was a time before me
There'll be a time after I'm gone
So bury me
I'm best forgotten
Yeah I'll dig in deep
I'll crawl inside to sleep
My attempts at legacy are best forgotten
There was a time before me
There'll be a time after I'm gone
So bury me
I'm best forgotten
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7. |
Get Bitter
03:20
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If I came out swinging, they’d say they’re surprised
That I’ve never been the type
If I started winning, it’s only cos they moved the bars
They set way too high
I’ve been setting up the jokes, not committing to the punchlines
Then I get so tired, I lay it aside
I’ve spent one too many years just sitting on the sidelines
But I’m not gonna be the weak one this time
Woah, I’m feeling like I’m falling behind
There are days I never even try
To dig myself out of the mess I’m in
But I’ll never get better
If all I do is get bitter
If I came out swinging, they’d say they’re surprised
That I’ve never been the type
If I started winning, it’s only cos they moved the bars
They set way too high
I’ve been playing by their rules and hiding in the shadows
Giving in again and wondering where the time goes
I’ve lost so many years just saying everything’s fine
But I’m not gonna keep my mouth shut this time
Woah, I’m feeling like I’m falling behind
There are days I never even try
To dig myself out of the mess I’m in
But I’ll never get better
If all I do is get bitter
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8. |
The Ruiners' Club
03:19
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These same old gigs that you find yourself hanging round
Don't feel like home although they did when you were young
Surrounded by strangers and singalongs, you wonder what went wrong
So disconnected from the moment
Sometimes you want to go
Where no one knows your name
But just hold on
Tonight we raise a glass to everyone in The Ruiners' Club
The ones who say goodbye to everything that they ever loved
Yeah we'll never sing along
To anyone else's song
Backfire, backfire, oh every single idea
Rolling off our tongues and smashing into pieces
But we'll make our own kind of music
We'll fight our own way out
With speakers pushing air we'll overcome the doubt
Sometimes you want to go
Where no one knows your name
But just hold on
Tonight we raise a glass to everyone in The Ruiners' Club
The ones who pulled the plug on everything that they ever loved
So fuck the rest we don't need to sing along
To anyone else's song
Tonight we raise a glass to everyone in The Ruiners' Club
Tonight we raise a glass to everyone in The Ruiners' Club
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Well Pugwall lied to us all it’s true.
If you have a dream you’ll never make it, oh no.
It’s like every other part of your life.
If your face fits, then you win the prize.
I’m optimistic for me and my band, and a life of being ignored.
Our spirits crushed in the back of the van.
While broken down on the side of the road.
You haven’t lived till you’ve cleared a room.
Without playing a single note.
And yet we still crave your attention.
We are ridiculous, broken and morose.
No one’s listening, woe is me.
No one’s listening, fucking woe is me.
No one’s listening, woe is me.
No one’s listening, fucking woe is me.
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10. |
A Little Armageddon
02:37
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And when they sounded the alarm tonight
Just like they told us when we were kids
Childhood nightmares came to life
And found their way under our skin
But when I’m finally at rest
And I take my final breath
I will look straight at you and I’ll be content
A little armageddon goes a long way
The human body is a fragile thing
We don’t feel comfortable in our own skin
So caught up in the day to day
And then a flash of light just takes it away
But when I’m finally at rest
And I take my final breath
I will look straight at you and I’ll be content
A little armageddon goes a long way
So it goes, it’s come to this
Blistered lips locked in a final kiss
We say one last goodbye
Your hands forever in mine
But when I’m finally at rest
And I take my final breath
I will look straight at you and I’ll be content
A little armageddon goes a long way
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