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Chapter 3 (demo)
03:12
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(for lyrics, see "The Resignation EP")
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Glass Jaw (demo)
03:20
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(for lyrics, see "The Resignation EP")
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5th of November (demo)
05:24
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She got up from the table and stretched, said "I want you dead in the morning."
By the 5th of November, I'd started back down the path I came, and I heard shots ring out like firecrackers.
The night before last: "Who's the one you're gonna call and who's the one you're gonna need to fill up all the space between the lines in life and what's between."
I don't feel anything, I don't feel the wheel beneath my hands as I am driving in, the last of March, the coldest days.
I don't want the things you want and I don't need the things you need. A chance to change the path you're on, I still couldn't look you in the face.
Who's the one you're gonna call, who's the one you're gonna need to fill up all the space between the lines in life and what's in between.
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Just Go (demo)
06:02
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Slow it down when there's too much space. Caught off like I've been caught before.
And why you'd call, oh so serious? Like I'm supposed to shake this off?
And I wonder what you're doing now, I wonder what you're doing now with all the time.
And I wonder what you're doing now.
Lives still split but you said you're not that serious.
This slow town tonight might finally break you wide.
And while you waited up you said you said I could not make you wait for anything.
It's all the plans that you remake, the chances you don't take.
So why don't I feel fine?
It's in the little things you don't do. Oh, there's nothing like it when its new and, fool you said you would not let me make you wait.
And I wonder what you're doing now, I wonder what you're doing now with all the time.
And I wonder what you're doing now.
Life's still split but you said you're not that serious.
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The Last Word (demo)
02:46
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Try running away while you still can, 'cause I've been running a wreck of a campaign.
Counted down all the times I went and said too much.
Now I know I could never get the last word in. Never get the last word.
How can I say too much, but still not say enough?
I'm trying, without the worst you can get
Untying the thread you said you need.
And there's an easier way and it leads you away, but without a direction.
And there's an easier way, just no indication it leads you away without a direction.
She doesn't need help, just more medication -- I'll set you up.
Now I know I could never get the last word in.
Never get the last word.
How can I say too much, but still not say enough?
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Instrumental 1 (demo)
05:11
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Instrumental 2 (demo)
04:33
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Aggregate (demo)
03:07
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Stalling again, and I don't want another deal like the first time, open ended answers aren't telling you anything
not telling me anything
Brand new starts, get rich quick, you had your shot and you wasted it
just tell me anything
just tell me anything
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Keepsake (demo)
04:00
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You get one shot at leaving all the kinds of things that we are not
You are leaving there today and for a while it's okay
Think of our relationships, and all the things they're not.
Really, in spite of our focus it's always there
Still wrote it in its place, so come on, let's take it
if you're so willing to divide and fold up after all
Can you live to find the real cold nights and aching lives?
And could I've been so wrong?
All mention taking me back.
I was thinking about our past -- erase it all from paper
Really, in spite of our focus it's obvious.
All those things about our past - all the ways good things change that you're forgetting along the way.
And folding up after all.
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Better to leave this as we found it
Cut the lights and then you've got it
Over my head
Takes a long, long time
Doesn't mean the lie still fits, doesn't mean the type still fits the crime
Doesn't mean the lie still fits, doesn't mean the type still fits the crime
Some kind of ordinary type, etc.
And it's all the same, you've only got yourself to blame
It's all the same
And I'm not giving up while there's an offer out
it complicates what's so uncomplicated
Better to leave this as we found it
Cut the lights and then you've got it
Over my head
Takes a long, long time
Doesn't mean the lie still fits, doesn't mean the type still fits the crime
Doesn't mean the lie still fits, doesn't mean the type still fits the crime
Cut back to the obvious trick
Cut back to the one you use all the time
Cut back to the obvious trick
Cut back to the one you use all all the time
Some kind of ordinary type, etc.
And it's all the same, you've only got yourself to blame
It's all the same
And I'm not giving up while there's an offer out
it complicates what's so uncomplicated
Doesn't mean the lie still fits,
doesn't mean the type still fits the crime
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Versus Us (demo)
03:49
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My purpose is not so straight in a book of great mistakes
In a watershed year that was the high-water mark for all of us
And when friends have run their course, and all the old routines are forced
it takes guts to turn away
it takes guts to move on
Chalk it out and trace, well you're the kind who names names and sleeps sound
and sleeps sound
and when friends have run their course, and all the old routines are forced
it takes guts to turn away
it takes guts to move on
Good things come apart, but you wouldn't know the difference
I wish you'd say you're wrong, or at least as wrong as I've been
Good things come apart, we could split the difference
somehow it all fits the same to me
Good things come apart, but you wouldn't know the difference
I wish you'd say you're wrong, or at least as wrong as I've been
Good things come apart, we could split the difference
somehow it all fits the same to me
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Instrumental 3 (demo)
02:30
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Contradictable (demo)
03:58
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Told it like it was, but it's not like before
when you get out those compromises killed you like I told you they would
And was it, like, the same words?
Cause we're still lacking distance
at times that it feels so familiar
but at times i don't see it at all
Contradictable and forgettable it's all the same way you learned to fake it
Contradictable and forgettable it's all the same way you learned to fake it
Too much too soon, you'll see it soon
at times that it seems so familiar
at times that i dont' see it at all
Contradictable and forgettable it's all the same way you learned to fake it
Contradictable and forgettable it's all the same way you learned to fake it
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Can't get over yourself and back to the problem at hand.
It's such a small thing, but we talk it up like they've been talking you up and pushing you out of every conversation.
Who's the one who's over it now?
Give it time and what about how they talked you up how they talked you up?
And who said I could talk about how they talked you up they talked you up?
It runs over and out, talking so loud and I keep looking for way out.
To keep between friends a dishonest mistake only ends when you take an honest way out.
We've been talking this through, but who really knew - it's such a small thing but we talk it up as we braced, Well, most of the time.
But back to the problem at hand - it's such a small thing but it's all we talk about.
It runs over and out and you're talking so loud and I keep looking for way out
To keep this between friends a dishonest mistake only ends when you take an honest way out.
And us and we and them, you better take it up with your friends, or the conversation dies
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Cold and direct: "This is the last time."
She pours him a drink and thinks "it won't go that far again"
For the sake of keeping things intact, of keeping up appearances, he drinks from her glass.
No way, I've no idea what's next. And don't say "Old habits die hard."
Forgetting all the things I've said, I've no idea what made me say them
don't listen now, there's probably another
Calling collect, this is the last time
forget about appearances, it won't go that far again
from the street, to the car, to the parking lot,
to the door, to the bedside, to the ice cubes in her glass
No way, I've no idea what's next. And don't say "Old habits die hard."
forgetting all the things I've said, I've no idea what made me say them
don't listen now, there's probably another
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in an era of good feeling
when all things count
like some stray thread on my sleeve
do I pull it out?
and do I make this tick?
do I make this breathe?
do I make this tick?
do I make this breathe?
no more chances, split second chances
and are you sure you heard it right?
no more chances, split second chances
and are you sure you heard it right?
no more chances, split second chances
and are you sure you heard me right?
and are you still sure?
in an era of good feeling
when all things count
some stray thread on my sleeve
are you still sure?
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