1. |
Uppers Get Me Real Down
02:59
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I don't wanna be famous
I don't wanna be a rockstar
Really hoping that I don't go far, sub par
Broken dreams and a broken heart
I wanna be miserable
Future's not discernable
Dig me a matching hole
Deeper deeper down we go
Deeper down we go
I don't wanna succeed
I'll only succumb to the greed
sit there and watch me
change is impossible, see?
Cause we all wanna be miserable
CD on the turntable
CD is not passable
opinions are not factual
they're not factual
Please let me out
Desert oasis
Pouring drought
I'm so sorry I disobeyed
Please corporate master, I'll behave
I wanna be miserable
put me on the table
pushing for scraps to get by
my parents said this is the life
this is the life
check check
bounce bounce
return fees come pouring down
the only remaining symbol of love
discarded in a box
frozen in the car I cannot watch
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2. |
Baby Be Mine
03:44
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If you want it
You gotta take it
Go on and get it
Make it yours, yours, yours
If you need it
Go on and say it
Seize the moment
And it's yours, yours, yours
But baby, baby be mine
Lately, your crazier than I
If we want
We can go and it, go and get it, go and get it
No matter how it stops make sure you'll never forget it!
If it's true
If it's you
Seize your youth
Make it yours, yours, yours
Now you're livin
And really breathing
And you can see
That it yours, yours, yours
But baby, baby be mine
Lately we see eye to eye
If you want
We can go and get it, go and get it, go and get it
No matter how it ends make sure you'll never forget it!
Up and down
In and out
If you don't question
You'll already know the pleasure
Say the word
Snap your finger
Give me a scar that I can treasure
So baby, baby be mine
lately we see eye to eye; tie me down from time to time, baby be mine
If you want
We can go and get it, go and get it, go and get it
No matter how it ends make sure you'll never forget it!
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3. |
Away Again
05:05
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Cigarettes for breakfast
Strange mix drink too
I found it in the kitchen
Tastes pretty damn good
Memories of parties past
Down it and I'm slippin
Away again
Split from friends
Dissociate, don't feel
As long as you're not sober, nothing is real
My favorite person plays a part
I get too attached
Sad guitar starts strumming
Through my confusion I grasp
Hard to breathe, pain in my heart
So now I'm running
Away again
Split from friends
Drink and smoke, don't think
If you go far enough you can end it all in a blink
Drive far drive fast
Are you okay to be on the road
Engine overheats turn on the fan
Around the bend we go
Up in the air though
And I can't
Get away again
People in white give me breakfast
I don't know anyone here
But in an easy chair I have no fear
(I wanna go)
Away again
Back to my friends
They're real, I swear
I just don't remember where
I come from
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4. |
(Olfactory) Nostalgia
03:24
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Swimming holes and grandma's house
Orange vanilla tea
Brings back memories
Of you
And my doubts
Supermarket deli counter display
A bathroom, clean
In the hospital for monitoring
I'm scared
I say
Things I thought I forgot
Flooding back, I guess not
Nostalgic ideals
Rose colored lenses shatter
Don't want to feel
Like anything ever mattered
Red stains
Joy and pain
Tomato
Tomorrow
Never again
Never again
Flowers in the woods
Breakfast wakes me up
Empty plastic cup
Gone now
For good
Those things I thought I forgot
Gone again, and guess what
Nostalgic ideals
Rose colored glass on the floor
Medicate more than meals
Forget again, like before
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5. |
Starstruck
04:02
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Maybe I can fake my way
(Through) Another melody, like you'd play
Everyone seems to know just what you'd say (but)
You were gone before my day
To see you play your guitar
I always knew you could be a star
Soundscapes might take you very far
When I saw you it never seemed hard
Starstruck
All around
I'm all fucked
Hearing that sound
The way you play, I'll sob and sway
Scream and jump around again
Paper crumpled
Tropical Blend
And you, with your fancy clothes
and in the air your knows
you know you really struck me with that pose
but it's best if we let it go
You're reaching out, I'm reaching in
it brings me back round again
you have such power and control
to see you perform
shakes my soul
Starstruck
All around
I'm all fucked
Hearing that sound
The way you play, I'll sob and sway
Scream and jump around again
Paper crumpled
Tropical Blend
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6. |
Chasing Home
01:48
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7. |
Street Witch
03:02
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I may be a romantic
But not about what makes me sick
I may not be a perfect fit
But for the time let's sit
I don't wanna kill
Any part of me for you
Know that what I lack in skill
I make up in volume
I've got some magic in a bag
Or foil wrap, if you're into that
Cast a spell, like me
On yourself, you'll see
I may live a lie
Pushing down who I am inside
I don't know why
Can't get out of my mind
Dissociate every day
With no spells to put the madness away
STOP! STOP! I'd feel better dead
Get the fuck out of my head
On the corner, waiting for more
Call out to who you're searching for
I've got a special remedy
I know, at least, it works for me
So pass around a spell
In a moment you'll be feeling well
Cast enchantments every day
I'm learning how to not slip away
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8. |
Switchblade Psychonaut
03:10
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Switchblade Psychonaut
You know you'd really better not
But we both know what you want
Some like it cold, some like it hot
Chasing transcendence
I've got my tendencies
What's wrong with a little decadence
And a lot of degeneracy?
Sharp steel, the real deal
Spring-loaded and plated in gold
They say these things lose their appeal
As we all grow old
Chasing transcendence
I've got my tendencies
What's wrong with a little decadence
And a lot of degeneracy?
Blood pact over stolen tabs
A hundred seeds --but none to plant
Throw it in your magic bag
Drink it slow, or you'll feel bad
Chasing transcendence
I've got my tendencies
What's wrong with a little decadence
And a lot of degeneracy?
There's some things we deserve
And others we can earn
You can take my life from me
I'll never learn
Chasing transcendence
I've got my tendencies
What's wrong with a little decadence
And a lot of degeneracy?
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9. |
Prophet Margins
04:31
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It's time we get moody again
I'm fed up with everything
History don't repeat but it rhymes
And ends the same way every time
***Shit's not okay, the world's broke
But if we can share just one more toke
And remember the days we were awoken
Perhaps we wouldn't all feel so broken
I know what's wrong, I understand
But there's an infestation in my Homeland
Xenophobes and religious freaks me
Who all claim to know what's best for me
It's not okay, the world's broke
But if we can share just one more toke
And remember the days we were awoken
Perhaps we wouldn't all feel so broken
Maybe this time something will stick
If we could just help the sick
Or initiate cultural shift
Away from ever adrift
It's not okay, the world's broke
But if we can share just one more toke
And remember the days we were awoken
Perhaps we wouldn't all feel so broken
Profits and prophets
Should not be our concern
People need to know
They're worth more than what they earn
It's not okay, the world's broke
But if we can share just one more toke
And remember the days we were awoken
Perhaps we wouldn't all feel so broken
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Puppet on a global stage
Disregarding the day and age
Pushing our allies away
Putting citizens in harm's way
Destroy the media
Disarm the press
I'm your only source
For alternative facts
There's no executive order
I can sign to save the border
Children cry because of me
The boogie man separating families
Kill the poor
Defund the ill
Destroy the world
From Capitol Hill
We all know I'll never go to jail
Pardon myself or just post my bail
I'll get away and be just fine
I'll appoint my own judge in time
Burn the earth
Strangle and pollute
If that doesn't work
We've got the nukes
Make America fake again
Make America hate again
Make America great again
Let's behead the fucking king again
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11. |
Dead & Gone
05:45
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You're dead and gone
They've corrupted you
Destroyed my little one
Who are you now
And where are you going
Don't you want me around
Maybe, maybe you just never really knew me all that well
I'm sorry this is the way I decided you I'd tell
I always did my best to be happy
But it's best if I have a say
Now I have and this is how I'll live my life
You're scaring me now
You don't even hug the same
What do you mean that you're changing your name
isn't is all the same?
Maybe, maybe you just never really knew me all that well
I'm sorry this is the way I decided you I'd tell
I always did my best to be happy
But it's best if I have a say
Now I have and this and this how I'll live my life
Dead and gone
Dead and gone
Never was your son
Dead and gone
I bought you this, isn't it your favorite?
I miss you; I'm desperate
Please remember I'll always love you
It's just that I don't
Maybe, maybe you just never really knew me all that well
I'm sorry this is the way I decided you I'd tell
I always did my best to be happy
But it's best if I have a say
In the way I live my life
Dead and gone
Dead and gone
Never was a son to anyone
Dead and gone
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Toyboxes Green Bay, Wisconsin
Toyboxes is a punk band from Wisconsin, members are Jayne Dreams (guitars, vox), Niki Poliak (bass, tenor guitar, vox), and Evelyn (Drums)
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