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punk baby
02:02
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I am a punk baby
Alone and scared
Just a punk baby
Learning how to breathe the air
I see the light
Feel the temperature change
The only thing I know how to do is cry
So that's what I do
Now I hear a familiar voice
I'm just a punk baby
Learning that I have a choice
I'm just a punk baby
Who stops crying when I hear your voice
I'm just a punk baby
In your arms
I am alright
Just punk baby learning to sleep at night
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Alright so it’s midnight
Tuesday March 3rd 1992
A baby is born
And the parents are torn on what to do
See they have a decision to make
Computers back then really weren’t that great
The baby was born at midnight yeah
I am the baby who was born at midnight
Next to a computer that didn’t recognize
0:00 as a time
So the doctor let my parents choose what went on the birth certificate
11:59 March 2 or 12:01 March 3rd
They chose the former. Don’t forget this is where you heard
Today is my birthday but so is tomorrow
You think that would mean twice the gifts
But what’s two times zero
My license says my birthdays today, the stars say it’s tomorrow
I was never one to wait but what do I know
The best birthday gift I ever got was on my 17th birthday aka the day before I turned 17
It was a pile of snow and a can of soup my best friend Cameron heated up for me
I’ll never forget the bridges built that night
Don’t think I’ll get a gift that good for a long long time
Today is my birthday but so is tomorrow
You think that would mean twice the gifts
But what’s two times zero
My license says my birthdays today, the stars say it’s tomorrow
I was never one to wait but what do I know
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Dig up the dirt.
Feel it sift through your hands
Do you understand
Yet
I know you hurt
Pain runs deep through the land
Do you hear the band
Yet
They’re playing for you
Hear the trumpets sound
Feel it in your heart
Do you want to start
Yet
I know what you’ve found
Pain runs deep through your art
Have you ripped it all apart
Yet
They’re waiting for you
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grounded monstrosity
01:06
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I’m feeling more and more like myself every day
What I think I am meaning to say-
Is that I don’t like feel like I used to
Every day I feel less and less lost
And am beginning to understand the true cost
Of exactly how much I had to pay
I’ll give it all up for pennies on the dollar
Because money’s not what I need. I need to be me-all her
I need to get those old tangled wires uncrossed
The wires are live though and I keep getting shocked
Monsters thrive in the dark and dirt thrives between rocks
Me? I’m somewhere in between when I begin to holler
I’m somewhere in between when I begin to scream and holler
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transformation
01:52
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In the days before my transformation
I was golden
No, sorry
That’s not the right word
I was gilded
All coat, no body
All body, no blood
Just paint, cheap imitation
On the morning of my transformation
The sun was shining bright
No, sorry
That’s not the right word
It’s heart, my heart
Was shining so bright
No paint, no blood
Just love and light
And ever since my transformation
The words sometimes get garbled
No, again my apologies
That too isn’t right
The words are
Always getting garbled
Always always always
No words, not anymore
Just feeling.
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And I fell apart again
I told my friends it was art again
And they all began to applaud again
People will always applaud pain
People always applaud pain
Shouldn’t that seem strange
But It’s hard wired into our brains
We know what it’s like so we sing the refrain
All the way until the end
And I fell apart again
I’m questioning what art is again
But the people all applaud again
They always applaud the pain
People will always applaud pain
The walls here though are like my heart and will hold their applause until there’s change
But it’s hard wired into our brains
We all know what it’s like so we’ll always sing the refrain
All the way until the end
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Teardrop Lane
02:59
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It’s always cold here
No matter the time of year
From where I am the futures clear
Visit again and drop another tear
It’s been a while
Since I’ve seen you smile
I know where I am I’m not living. I’m not living in denial
I’m living on in your memories
Yeah I’m living on teardrop lane
Here where it always rains
Where the grass grows on pain
Where so many lie in vain
Thanks for coming by again today
I know it’s a little bit out of the way
I wish you could hear me say
All I’ve left unsaid to you
But instead I lay in silence
Because It’s all I can do
It’s all I can do
here on teardrop lane
where it always rains
Where the grass grows on pain
Where too many lie in vain
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