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Doctor, Doctor
03:30
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We walked along the matte light on the shore
New Hampshire, Rhode Island, I’m not sure
We kissed out in your parent's car till our lips were raw
Threw pebbles at the barn door, we had nothing else to do
I know, there’s nothing to be said
Our words, are cancer in our veins
Doctor, doctor help me please
Pills, shots, just don’t make it bleed
We swam across the great lakes cause we could
We were drowning and you pulled me to the rocks
The television flickered on and off all through the night
You know, I never read the book you gave to me
I know, there’s nothing needs saying
Our words, are cancer in our veins
Doctor, doctor help me please
Pills, shots, just don’t make it bleed
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2. |
Drive
04:08
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If I could drive myself
Take the wheel for myself
Get a hold of myself
Put my feelings for you on the shelf
I could breathe a little slower
I could move a little quicker
Get more heart, get more stronger
And I won't need you any longer
You won't stand on my shoulders
You won't put me down
Ooooh
Im gonna act like I'm older
I'm gonna take myself less serious
No more pain, no more sorrow
No more losing what I still don't have
You won't stand on my shoulders
You won't put me down
Im going to stand a little taller
You're going to hold little tighter
Make my way to the high ground
Sleep all right now that you're not around
Oooooh
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Hospital Room
03:56
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Like a hospital room, the green light rose and dove again
Finally settled in one straight line, uncharted, and unknown
Our friends faces pressed against the glass to watch
And I knew from lack of noise that I was walking out alone
I saw you every time that my eyes were open
Anxious, pressed to make some rash decision
Smelled you every morning when my chest was open
And I knew then that I couldn't hold to you again
I run again, and my breaths are deep for the first time in years
My heart beats slowed, my hands don't tremble like they did
I know you're safe, that you're better off alone
I haven't thought of you in weeks, my mind is clear
I saw you every time that my eyes were open
Anxious, pressed to make some rash decision
Smelled you every morning when my chest was open
And I knew then that I couldn't hold to you again
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I saw you every time that my eyes were open
Anxious, pressed to make some rash decision
Smelled you every morning when my chest was open
And I knew then that I couldn't hold to you again
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4. |
Lose My Touch
05:06
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Did I lose my touch? Or was it taken from me?
Was I good enough? Or was it something that I said?
If you hadn't gone, would things have turned out just the same? If I wasn't wrong, would you still love me like you did?
I can't feel what you feel that makes me the foolish one
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5. |
Winter Storm
03:01
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I'm your blanket on a winter's night
You're the lamp light when I'm lost outside
I'm the ointment on your aching wounds
You're the bandages on mine
I don't care, what the weather is i'll walk
Deep in my chest, I know its you I want
I hold in my hands, the coat to keep you warm
Rolling off your lips, the words I need to hear
I'm the company you've let inside
You're tucked inside my chest pocket
I'm the softest voice inside your ear
You're the song left on repeat
I don't care, what the weather is i'll walk
Deep in my chest, I know its you I want
I hold in my hands, the coat to keep you warm
Rolling off your lips, the words I need to hear
I'm your warm bed in a winter storm
Your the best friend that I keep
I know maybe it's not right, right now
I'm sure I'll find you when it is
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I'm your blanket on a winter's night
You're the lamp light when I'm lost outside
I'm the ointment on your aching wounds
You're the bandages on mine
I don't care, what the weather is i'll walk
Deep in my chest, I know its you I want
I hold in my hands, the coat to keep you warm
Rolling off your lips, the words I need to hear
I'm the company you've let inside
You're tucked inside my chest pocket
I'm the softest voice inside your ear
You're the song left on repeat
I don't care, what the weather is i'll walk
Deep in my chest, I know its you I want
I hold in my hands, the coat to keep you warm
Rolling off your lips, the words I need to hear
I'm your warm bed in a winter storm
Your the best friend that I keep
I know maybe it's not right, right now
I'm sure I'll find you when it is
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In a nightmare, I am falling from the ceiling into bed beside you.
You're asleep, I'm screaming, shoving you to try to wake you up.
And like before, you've got no interest in the life you live when you're awake.
Your dreams still follow storylines, like fictions you would make.
So I lie down against your back, until we're both back in the hospital.
But now it's not a cancer ward, we're sleeping in the morgue.
Men and women in blue and white, they are singing all around you,
with heavy shovels holding earth.
You're being buried to you neck.
In that hospital bed, being buried quite alive now.
I'm trying to dig you out but all you want is to be buried there together.
You're screaming,
and cursing,
and angry,
and hurting me,
and then smiling,
and crying,
apologizing.
I've woken up, I'm in our bed, but there's no breathing body there beside me.
Someone must have taken you while I was stuck asleep.
But I know better as my eyes adjust.
You've been gone for quite awhile now, and I don't work there in the hospital
(they had to let me go.)
When I try to move my arms sometimes, they weigh too much to lift.
I think you buried me awake (my one and only parting gift.)
But you return to me at night,
just when I think I may have fallen asleep.
Your face is up against mine,
and I'm too terrified to speak.
You're screaming,
and cursing,
and angry,
and hurting me,
and then smiling,
and crying,
apologizing.
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8. |
I'm a Scribbled Name
03:45
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I’m a scribbled name, I’m a paper at your desk, in the bottom drawer, the one that’s always closed
It appears your well, that you’re handling it like hell, I’m the last thought on your mind, as you leave the metro dim lit for the night
I hope you’re okay, you’re happy like you were, the cameras all turned off, but I’m the method actor here
There’s an aching in my bones, there’s a poison in my veins, and it’s hidden by my skin, but killing from within, close the blinds
I’m the oil stain, on your driveway, not a ride home on a cold day, I’m a bad word – at the right place, I’ll cover my face, instructions clear should be easy enough, to rip off the hood, to make known the rust
I’m a broken bus, everyone get off, I’m afraid the gas line leaked, too much pressure, no relief
Most things can be fixed, with a pair of hands – raw knees, but some things we should leave, broken just the way they are
Nothing stays the same, but some things never change, who am I to pick a fight? I just want to end the war
Wreckage is a beast, scattered in the deep, but we all know its course, nothing but an ocean reef in the end
I’m the oil stain, on your driveway, not a ride home on a cold day, I’m a bad word – at the right place, I’ll cover my face, instructions clear should be easy enough, to rip off the hood, to make known the rust
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9. |
Altar (cover) - Poppy
03:18
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Doctor, Doctor Provo, Utah
Electronic heartache.
Music Video: www.youtube.com/watch?v=D1k-EalwfWM
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