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Trigger
04:31
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Please pull the trigger, draw the knife
Make it so
I can be certain of the fork in the road
I'm too scared to choose
Sever my endeavors
Take an axe to my hand
My mind has no focus running spokeless in the sand
I'm too scared to move
Hesitate and courage makes a get away
So you hang your head and run
All things come to those who don't procrastinate
But I need the starting gun to decide
Decide
Decide
Decide to not decide
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13 Weeks
03:29
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I was alone when you picked me up
And you took me out
And we talked for hours
It wasn't a con just to pick you up
We were simply friends but it won't be that way again
Cause you ripped by chest wide open
And left me to die
I called you every other night for 13 weeks with no reply
I think I've had enough
It'd be easier if you were dead (X2)
Though I'd still be without you, you'd have an excuse
And you wouldn't have ignored me on purpose
Part of me wishes we'd had a fight
Or a reckless night
Or a jealous boyfriend
At least I'd have something to tie this tight
Cause it's loose as fuck
But you won't give me an easy way out
You just rip my chest wide open and leave me to die
I call you every other night for 13 weeks with no reply
I think you've had enough
It'd be easier if you were dead (X2)
Though I'd still be without you, you'd have an excuse
And you wouldn't have ingnored me,
You wouldn't have destroyed me on purpose
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Desensitized
04:51
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We had a bond
So supernatural
Transcending love
Pure and platonical
Where is it now?
Was I imagining to fit my needs
You shut me out
I still don't know why
I'll make it a chorus so it loses its meaning
I miss you I miss you I miss you
I'll say it a hundred times to remove all the feeling
I miss you I miss you I miss you
Board up the doors
Tune out the memories
You're taking up space
You're clogging my arteries
I'll cauterize
Try to imagine I have all I need
Desensitize
Until you are gone
I'll make it a chorus so it loses its meaning
I miss you I miss you I miss you
I'll say it a thousand times to remove all the feeling
I miss you I miss you I miss you
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4. |
Universe of Me
04:07
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Farmer boy was raised on retention
Ignorance and corn
Fertilize your rural lives in shit
Had to find some thought cultivation
Been fallow way too long
And this is the worst place I've ever been
All I want is an in-between
A sensibility and a soul
Holding on impossibility
A universe of me in control
City boy was raised on pretension
Selfishness and porn
Eulogize your urban lives in black
Had to find some soul renovation
Chelsea is a bore
And I don't think I'm ever going back
All I want in an in-between
A sensibility and a soul
Holding on impossibility
A universe of me in control
No, it can't happen now
You're not happy now with your life
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5. |
Disappearer
05:07
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I needed comfort
I held you in my arms
Conjured in the air I thought I loved you
You kept me saited
Resigned to let it go
You were all I'd ever known
Alone and aimless
I walked around for days
Too much thinking
Too much thinking
I'm leaving
Leaving right now
Leaving
Leaving right now
I stopped the aching
It doesn't hurt at all
I was over you so fast
It doesn't hurt at all
You're the disappearer
You make things go away
But you never show your face
How can I believe you?
I'm leaving
Leaving right now
Leaving
Leaving for now
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6. |
Nights For Days
02:45
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Been working nights for thirty days
and I feel like a fucking moleman
The sun goes down and I get up
I don't know how much longer I can take this pace
The escalator's always going the wrong way
Been working nights for sixty days and I look like Nosferatu
My geisha tan will light my way
I don't know why I play these reindeer games
The escalator's always going the wrong way
It's the little things that make you kill
The tiny pills of poisoned stairs
Am I nocturnally impaired?
Broken feet can't march circadian
I'm done
I've marked my cyanide with braille
Impaled on my prescriptions
Melatoninsomnia Somnabulipstick
Valium,Valerian
I'm counting them
They're shaped like sheep
They're shaped like sheep
Absinthe makes the heart grow fond
I'm nodding off, here comes the sun
It's just another Tequila Sunrise!
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la . . .
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Cynic
03:28
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Your cynical mouth is such a waste
Watching it gnaw at everything I love
Well maybe my fist is more your taste
You're pulling teeth for nothing
I'm pulling teeth for fun
You're just wasting your precious time
Wasting your precious time on nothing
Your cynical brain is turning black
Wanting complaints for lack of oxygen
Your parents should get their money back
They spent it all to have you
Instead of birth control
They just wasted their precious time
Wasted their precious time on nothing
Your cynical life is in my way
Why are you such a waste of groceries
Maybe it's just too hard to take
Or maybe I'm just like you and
I'm just wasting my precious time
Wasting my precious time on nothing
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Scaffolding
04:56
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Complete dissatisfaction comforts me
It makes it easier for me to leave
But right now its killing me
Filling the holes of my extremes
Now I can't feel a thing
Hanging from your scaffolding
You amputate what goes outside the lines
You've left me nothing but the vital signs
If you want everything
Tie the knot and let me swing
Now I can't fell a thing
Hanging from your scaffolding
Embrace the box you built for me
Then kick it out from underneath
Limp and lifeless at my finest hour
Now I can't feel a thing
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Collide
03:23
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Missing some connection
Selfish introspection has me staring at my own reflection
Trying to jigsaw yours
But something isn't fitting
I'm pounding and I'm splitting
But the pieces aren't admitting that the picture is obscured
You and I collide
Your grin is antithetic
Your fillings are magnetic
Bare your teeth and I'm pathetic
I keep coming back for more
You're tossing and I'm turning
The tether ball is burning
But there's something in returning
Keeps me wrapped around the pole
You and I collide
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Blistering
05:31
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Made it up
I was only kidding
I thought you would know I was playing a part
For a lack of living
I never thought to think it through
Let me display my soul to you
Entomology is truth
Pin it with words and some slick devices
Licensed to kill with poetic license
Tupperware soul
You rot and you roll away
Truth under toe
I'm seven feet high and blistering
Soul in my soles
I'm seven feet high and blistering
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Tim Franklin
Tim Franklin is a nomadic singer/songwriter/guitarist and frontman for the Seattle chamber rock band Pillow Army. His songs are eclectic, but anchored in rock music. As a solo performer, he utilizes effects, looping, and percussive strumming techniques to create a surprisingly full and aggressive sound. ... more
Tim Franklin recommends:
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To Comfort and Destroy
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Rock music with distorted cello and violin. Plus, there's me!
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