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One streetlight down
I seem to get turned around
On all the roads that lead to you
Another block east
You always get the worst of me
You drown me out
I came unglued
You always let me go away
Why can't you make me stay?
Two times I said
I seem to turn a darker red
It's always bad timing to you
The city's streets are their veins to me
I am the blood that blogs the arteries
When I get stuck waiting for you
You always let me go away
Why can't you make me stay?
She took a walk with me by the graveyard
Said I could live my life how I like
But you're still gonna end up here like the rest
Our ghosts are dancing in the night
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Your Room
02:16
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Turn on the hallway light
You can see what's left and who's alive tonight
I'm alone in your room
(Say something about me, I bet you leave me in the shadows)
I'm alone in your room
(If it's any consolation, I'll be here hanging from the gallows)
Try not to make a fuss
Always listen to your rants about the city bus
I'm alone in your room
(Say something about me, I bet you leave me in the shadows)
I'm alone in your room
(If it's any consolation, I'll be here hanging from the gallows)
I know you called two guys tonight
I was two, he was one
He was first, I was last
I'll wait here on my own
I'm alone in your room
We're all waiting for you
To get out of your head
To get into this world
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Don't
02:17
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Don't tell me you miss me
cuz it's over
I'm trying to sleep through the night
Let me be alone now
in the darkness
You never were much of a light
If you're up late wondering and you don't know why
When I'm up late I'm wondering how you don't know why
Don't tell me you miss me
Tell me your favorite Kid Dynamite song
Say "SOS"-- we'll be singing along
Along to the sound of something
Only thing left that means more than nothing
Tell me your favorite Kid Dynamite song
If it's "SOS"-- we'll be singing along
Along to the sound of something
Only thing left that means more than nothing
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Get to You
02:31
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We're dancing with our lives like we're cats on a wire
And we're testing out the tide while we're juggling knives
You're underneath my skin, needle's carving you in
Now I'm sweating through the layers
and I'm soaked in my sins
Your smile's fading in the cold
You lack the strength to feel, to hold
But I can see you come alive
when you're dressed to the nines
Pretend we're just at the beginning of the movies I liked
And I'll get to you someday
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Bringing The Candy
01:30
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If I could only find the words, find the words to tell you
Coming out the like the static covers over the sound
And I should never be alone with myself for too long
They'll be shouting out, "the martyr crowned herself in a song"
I entered summer with a certain kind of sadness
All I needed was a touch and a look to explode
You're all I needed
I played my N64 until sunrise
You played my heart whenever you liked
I hope you always regret how you never looked me in the eye
You made me wait until sunrise
You made me wait all you liked
(Every word of every letter that I never sent)
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It's Been a Lonely Life
03:07
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Every man's got a Maria
and lately, I've been feeling like a Tony on ice skates
You act like you did five years ago
You act like you did two years ago
Every man's got a Maria
Dear Maria, I wrote this letter to tell you I hate the way I feel
When you jumped ship
I tied my anchor to your heart
I won't watch you sink any more
Every man's got an Estella
and lately, I've been feeling like Pip out of options
You act like you did five years ago
You act like you did two years ago
Every man's got an Estella
Dear Estella, I wrote this letter to tell you I hate the way I feel
When you jumped ship
I tied my anchor to your heart
I won't watch you sink any more
Dear Tim, literal allusions won't make it better
You're better off writing actual letters
I'd like to see you get yourself get together
Dear No One, I wrote this letter to tell you I hate the way I feel
When you jumped ship
I tied my anchor to your heart
I won't watch you sink any more
She's not coming home tonight
My friends say, "Hey Tim, will you be all right?"
She's not coming home tonight
My friends say, "Hey Tim, you're gonna be all right"
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What Tim and Whitney Did
00:56
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I figured it out
You don't care 'bout me
or care about my whereabouts
I'm getting closer to the plan where I understand
what you're thinking about
It's you
So I'm going to the mall
(My kind of therapy)
New Vans, and I don't care who you'd rather see
Cuz you're not talking to me
Well, I'm letting it out
that I still care 'bout you and your whereabouts
I'm getting closer to the day where I finally say
what I'm thinking about
You
So I'm going to the mall
(My kind of therapy)
There's a space between us, and now I hate cartography
Cuz you're not talking to me
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8. |
Life's a Beach
02:28
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Plotting every inch along the ride home
Dreading every silent moment
(There's too much to say)
I've heard the melody you sing when you say, "no"
So, I'm waiting on the rest cuz..
(There's too much to say)
And I know, I'm turning yellow at the edges
I'm worn out to you
I'm still waiting for the bright lights
The best nights
And it's not right, but I...
I can't wait anymore
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Not That Bad
02:24
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Black on black
And I never looked back
To see the sun glance off the coast in your eyes
My memory stuck in goodbyes
Let me go
I don't need a ride home
To tell me all about the love that you lost
I knew the cost when you said...
You're all I have
I'm not that bad
Seven streets and your life is complete
I cross the lines we drew in sand in clay
Can't find the words to say that...
You're all I have
I'm not that bad
I never found a way to feel okay at your party
You said, "settle down"
I said, "leave me alone"
I think I made it home alive
but I don't think I tried
I know the only words I hate are "hello" and "goodbye"
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Labor Day
02:05
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I broke your heart on Labor Day
I'm not wearing white so you can't see through
What I do when I'm not with you
I thought we'd both be okay
(You think I'm alone, but you don't know)
In an early fall, I'd feel the chill if I felt at all
(You left your jacket at my house last winter
Let's put it off 'til summer)
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Bringing Down The House
01:48
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I've got a reason for the tattoos I got of bad news
Things I can't replace
Got a reason for the words I say
ones you hate hang in cold, dead air
I remember you
I've got my reasons
That's enough, let's leave them
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We Were Kids, We Grew Up
02:44
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Friday night means nothing to me
You know I'm working on the weekend
and I'll never be free
And half of this is all in my head
and I can't find the knowledge from the books that I read
I was sitting in my car
Just waiting for the light to change
and I found out
I found out I'm going nowhere
Thinking of the life I wanted
Losing track of where I started
I found out
I found out I'm going nowhere
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Sometimes... I get a feeling it won't work out
Like life's an endless string of doubts
It's got me thinking that it's all right...
That words like I and Love and You
mean much more when they are true
And I'm still thinking about...
Those words you said to me
I'm sick of standing in the corner
Feeling useless, feeling older
I want a new life
I wanna feel good
I can't do that with you
I've heard that cancer is expensive
and the treatment is extensive
But I want a slow death
just to show you what it's like
when I'm waiting for you
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Big Bad Tucson, Arizona
"Big Bad technically hails from Tucson, Arizona, but musically they are closer to Gainesville pop-punk. Songwriter Tim
Milner creates absurdly catchy and lyrically mindful songs while cutting the fat and keeping them under 2 minutes each. In your face distortion and gang vocals blend perfectly with shared lead vocals and harmonies." - Diet Pop Records
New Album “On Letting Go” Out now!
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