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Something for the Pain
03:55
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Oh, give me something for the pain.
Oh, oh no, let me explain:
I mean something to sustain
The pain.
All I did last year was hate it.
I spent the summer swilling Shaeffers while dehydrated,
Worrying what few friends stood near me.
I wanted something I could want, just for the novelty.
And, oh, the creeping ropeburn of desire
Can do so much to frantically inspire
That grasping gasp to finally change.
Goddamn, I just really need the pain.
Oh, give me something for the pain.
Oh, oh no, let me explain:
I mean something to sustain
The pain.
Yeah, the past means nothing to me.
You didn’t miss anything good before you knew me.
Pasts are perfect for escaping.
Pull yourself into the present, get to bottom-scraping.
Oh, you say you want me to cheer up,
But I suspect you won’t live long enough.
When the pain lifts and only numbness remains,
No joke—I’ll be jonesing for more pain.
Oh, give me something for the pain.
Oh, oh no, let me explain:
I mean something to sustain
The pain.
You I like, y’know, and I like your awful attitude,
But I don’t want a lover now—what I need is a muse.
What is more exquisite than my practiced solitude?
If you wanna get things done, you gotta learn to refuse.
Oh, give me something for the pain.
Oh, oh no, let me explain:
I mean something to sustain
The pain.
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Well, you can binge-drink on Tuesday and hand me the tab, like ya do.
You can make out with strangers at parties that I took you to.
And you’d think by the ogling of most other guys
That to be seen with you is an adequate prize.
Well —
Anything for you. Anything for you.
I’m not gonna do anything for you.
You can double my workload without then increasing my pay.
You can say “Do me a favor” when that’s not even my job anyway.
I’ll tie off the ropes and I’ll steady this ship,
Then I’ll pull up the lifeboat and climb into it.
Anything for you. Anything for you.
I’m not gonna do anything for you.
If I’m gonna be bothered to follow this through,
Then know that there’s more to me than what I’ll do for you,
Which I won’t do for you.
You can lie through your teeth and call yourself my friend to my face.
You can stab me in the back and say that it’s a pat to put me in my place.
I hope someday your kids will run away from home,
’Cause then they might learn honesty from someone.
Anything for you. Anything for you.
I’m not gonna do anything for you.
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You're a Trainwreck
03:31
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Is this how we behave?
Do we put our wounds on display?
Do we let them dictate all the things that we do and we say?
Shred all comfort zones
And try sleeping a few nights alone.
In the face of temptation, experiment in saying no.
Take the reins. That’s yr own neck.
Kiddo, you’re a trainwreck, oh no.
Shut yr mouth—do what I do;
I won’t do it for you, oh no.
Hey kiddo, you’re a trainwreck. Listen. you’re a trainwreck,
Totally a trainwreck, oh no.
And I could fill a freight train with the things you choose to
Never let yourself know. No, no, no, no, no, no!
Darling, you’re my Dubai,
And I’m an Abu Dhabi of the mind.
In desperate times, don’t keep looking to me to get by.
Quivering grown-up child,
Unfit to survive in the wild—
You want pity for loving the weakness that you should revile.
No control. You’ve made this so.
Kiddo, you’re a shitshow, oh no.
Stand alone, ‘cause an adult
Shouldn’t still be coddled, oh no.
Hey kiddo, you’re a trainwreck. Listen. you’re a trainwreck,
Totally a trainwreck, oh no.
And I could fill a freight train with the things you choose to
Never let yourself know. No, no, no, no, no, no!
Who we are is a function of how we behave.
To be a function of a wound is to be a slave.
Do you wanna be slayed? Do you wanna be a slave?
This is your own self to save.
Are you gonna be a slave?
No response. You’re pathetic.
Kiddo, you’re a trainwreck, oh no.
Choose to try—no excuses;
Clench a fist and do this, oh no.
Hey kiddo, you’re a trainwreck. Listen. you’re a trainwreck,
Totally a trainwreck, oh no.
And I could fill a freight train with the things you choose to
Never let yourself know. No, no, no, no, no, no!
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Death, Take Me Seriously
04:34
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They say most of us lead lives of quiet desperation,
But I know my own desperation and it’s incredibly loud.
Like most of my generation,
I live under a cloud,
But it seems like it’s leaking out mainly on me.
No one ever promised me that I could have it all.
All they every told me I could have was some leftover scraps.
Then I had to work up the gall
To demand only premium scraps.
Will you leave me to suffer with some dignity?
Death take me, but death, take me seriously.
Started at the bottom and I’m real tired of still being there.
I want the respect that I’m due, but I would settle for loot.
I want more than just my fair share,
But I want it on merit to boot.
Yeah, I know how that sounds, but allow me this dream.
Death take me, but death, take me seriously.
You get to a point where your memory
Is basically a cartography
Of things that aren’t, but used to be —
All taken, and I take it seriously.
Death take me, but death, take me seriously.
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I NEVER ASKED TO BE BORN, AND NO ONE INVITED ME, EITHER.
THE MOMENT I OPENED MY EYES, I KNEW THERE WAS NOTHING TO SEE HERE.
YOU PROBABLY WEREN’T AWARE.
WHY SAY HELLO WHEN NO ONE KNOWS WHO YOU ARE,
OR GOODBYE WHEN NO ONE EVER KNEW YOU WERE THERE?
ALL I ASK IS SOMEWHERE I CAN GO
WHERE I’M WELCOME AND THAT I DON’T ALREADY KNOW.
I USED TO WISH I COULD BE LOVED, BUT NOW I KNOW LOVE’S A RED HERRING.
I FOCUS ON TANGIBLE THINGS, AND THOSE WHO POSSESS THEM AREN’T SHARING.
I COULD USE A CREW.
I’M TIRED OF FIGHTING, BUT THESE GREEDY FUCKS ARE FEW
AND THE SOLITUDE IS SICKENING, TOO.
ALL I ASK IS SOMEWHERE I CAN GO
WHERE I’M WELCOME AND THAT I DON’T ALREADY KNOW.
AND FOR ME AND ALL MY FRIENDS,
THIS IS HOW IT’S ALWAYS BEEN.
I NEVER ASKED TO BE BORN, AND NO ONE INVITED ME, EITHER.
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Safe Houses Brooklyn, New York
Safe Houses. Jangle-garage/powerpop from the NYC outer boroughs. Single "Someday Is Starting Now"/"I Don't Feel Like
Dancing" out now on University of Space Recording Co. "Love in the Time of Chloroform" EP forthcoming. We do parties.
Brian - Gabriel - Cory - Jon
This band was formerly called Shelter Dogs
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