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Exit 13a
03:24
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Tell me one day I'll escape here
Leave behind the lights and crowded homes
And return to the transcendental place I can take things slow
Lose yourself to imagination
Dream the life you want or face stagnation
A chance may come with each rotation
But this life's the only one
I'm lost in decision
I'm lost in the path they've paved
Been watching the years go
Been watching the growth and the decay
Visions where I'm up there preaching
Undeterred by those not listening
Mercy, I breathe with new ease
I'll part any sea
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Exit 13b
02:09
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Optimist or crazy?
Insane or self-assured?
Will I ever be able to rest my weary head?
And all I see
Has got me disillusioned
And all my dreams
They're always so intrusive
But why can't they be?
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Having free time was always such a fickle mistress
And I've got more take out trays in abundance on the floor
And Halloween decorations just in time for Christmas
Relying on these blue pills more and more
I swear to God, I promise I'm not crazy
Just can't keep these wheels spinning anymore
Well lately I'm not well
I'm always second guessing
I'm caving in on myself
And oh this hurts like hell
As I drown myself in reruns
My unheard cries for help
Gonna make myself a new years resolution
And buy myself a planner I'll promptly lose
And while I find myself on the topic of changing
I have been wearing these clothes for quite a few
The fact I made it this far is really kind of amazing
Because I always lack the willpower to follow through
Well lately I'm not well
I'm always second guessing
I'm caving in on myself
And oh this hurts like hell
As I drown myself in reruns
My unheard cries for help
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Dawn your favorite complacent goals and leave home
And march with others in all of your prescribed roles
Transparent and expendable, just a line of code
And in your passing, what will you be shown?
And oh this is the worst trip that I have ever been on
And I feel my eyes are open, trapped in this world I wrote
And I can't find my way home
Slaving away on a sitcom where a trope controls your life
And laying bricks for an empire that's destined to fade
And they say the grass is greener, yet there is no other side
You were promised greatness, guess it was all a lie
And oh this is the worst trip that I have ever been on
And I feel my eyes are open, trapped in this world I wrote
And I can't find my way home
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5. |
Sign of the Times
03:54
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What's the cynic doing in this service?
Has he always been so weak?
Can't defend this notion of helping
But still returns each week
Animals that are running instinct
Loving friends I'm so glad to meet
High stress and low wages
Don't you feel complete?
But oh, I always had hope
But now I don't know, now I don't know
I've seen such pretty sights
But am I alright? Am I alright?
Is there an ending to this inherent inequality?
Or are the ones at the bottom mere necessity?
Does my work even have purpose? Or is this system closed?
Smile knowing you can't help them
Just shake their hands and carry on
But oh, I always had hope
But now I don't know, now I don't know
I've seen such pretty sights
But am I alright? Am I alright?
I'm bedbound and beaten
I'm helpless and defeated
I've seen separated families
And medicated babies
And loud abusive fathers
My alcoholic martyr
But oh, I always had hope
But now I don't know, now I don't know
I've seen such pretty sights
But am I alright? Am I alright?
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She slammed the door so hard I woke up from a coma
Been sleeping for some months, her alarms been ringing weeks now
She kicked and screamed and cried
but her sounds were washed out music
If she only spoke my language, she'd of got through
A clueless kid I'm better off a solo artist
I tried to harmonize but my pitch fell in to dissonance
It takes some slamming doors to realize you're not perfect
If I only spoke their language, If we only shared language
We would get through
We would see through each other's acts x2
If we only shared a language
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7. |
Silver Bridge
04:42
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Falling back on the same old patterns
Just a child hiding behind cashmere
Always wanting to disappear
Anchored down by your friends and family
Where you’re going you can’t take company
But oh you can breathe there
Yes, you’ll be at peace there
Oh and I’m going down to Silver Bridge
To the place where all these thoughts keep happening
Am I too far gone to save? Am I too far gone to save?
Oh I’m going down to Silver Bridge
Keep a journal with your favorite memories
But watch the characters, they keep on fading
Still looking for changes
Guess I got tired of waiting
Oh and I’m going down to Silver Bridge
To the place where all these thoughts keep happening
Am I too far gone to save? Am I too far gone to save?
Oh I’m going down to Silver Bridge
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8. |
Millennial
05:15
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The minute hand is frozen yet the times keep passing by
What was once a messy bedroom is now a metaphor of mind
And all I'd thought give answers now's a faulty finish line
Well now that I've arrived here
I'm wanting so much more
I'm living with an angel in a house I can't afford
You're sitting on the cusp of your defining time
Waging war with your wallet and all of your parent's lies
How bad did you really want this? Is it too late to change your mind?
Well now that I've arrived here
I'm wanting so much more
I'm living with an angel in a house I can't afford
(Pleb, prole, peasant
fighting over sauce pans in the street
Manufactured Chaos
while our leaders soundly sleep
You fooled me with your wisdom
and promised me reprieve
We cheer at our submission
Just need something to believe
An oppressive system does not require an agreeing population to function
It just requires indifference).
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9. |
Drifting
06:05
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23 and lacking dreams and aspirations
Biting with flat teeth and thoughts of loaded guns
You smile away the day, then lose it all at night
Tell yourself that you're just fine, that this is just life
But I'm waiting for God to come from the clouds
To wipe away all our senseless doubts
She's 17 and feeling things you shouldn't know
Down the street, across the alley, she crying now
Her best friend is a pet and a bloody towel
Down the street, across the alley, I'm screaming now
But I'm waiting for God to come from the clouds
To wipe away all your senseless doubts
And I know some day you'll follow me out
We'll sing in harmony
We'll sing real loud
And am I perfect? Enough for you?
I keep on trying, but I can't get through
And all my world's come crashing down
But I promise you this:
I'll make you proud
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The Maladaptive Northampton, Massachusetts
Celebrating 20+ years of friendship and on-again/off-again musical collaborations, The Maladaptive is a rock duo consisting of best buddies John Griffin and Aaron Noble.
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