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Ceilings
03:53
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That's a fancy phone
But you're gonna have to put that thing on airplane mode
Or at least turn off the ring
It ain't a saving grace
Living from a bird's eye view
And you ain't saving face
Nobody's gonna save you
But you
If you can't live in the moment
I can teach you bae
But I gotta be able to reach you bae
You gotta give me more
So show me a feeling that isn't crowded by a ceiling
Claustrophobic, cornered, kicking at the boards in the floor
We didn't get on stage
To just stare at the top of your head
Quit acting your age
Or get home and get back to bed
It aint Christmas eve but I'm giving it up
And you don't know what to expect
It ain't no mystery what you're give me back
Is exactly what you're gonna get
With all due respect
If you die tonight
You could say you buried your head in the sand
Or lived like dynamite
So break down every door you can
Or spend the night pickin up every call
But if you stepped outside you would find
There's nothing real outside these walls
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(Some) Good News
04:08
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You're breaking out of your caste
You're dying to make the society page
But none of that's gonna last
You'd get it just to watch it fade
'Cause you're an old soul
An archangel in beach sandals
And a pocket full of unmet goals
You could never hope to handle
You can't build a city
On a list of things you don't like, it's not a map
You can't carve and idol with your eyes closed
You just can't
So give me some good news
Some relief from all these ghosts
Give me a benediction
And it's a seatbelt at a slot machine
You keep praying and they're saying
That you don't know what they mean
You only came to play a game
You can't build a city
Not on a list of things you don't like, it's not a map
You can't carve and idol with your eyes closed
You just can't
So give me some good news
Some relief from all these ghosts
Give me nuclear fission
Give me sweet nostalgia
A champagne car and a day at the coast
Give me science fiction
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Rip
04:05
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I've been looking in the wrong direction all day for feeling alive
You've been living with a fond affection for him
But it is enough to know it, not to shout from the hills
And it's up to me now to take the poison pill
A stone can only get so high
Heaven knows the reason why
The imitation isn't a good look for you
So you can make it all about you while never being heard
A daring display of sentiment, only seen at a loss for your words
On display and in the light
I couldn't bring myself to knock you down -- is it any more right?
A stone can only get so high
Heaven told the reason why
Keep on raising it up even though he's gone
The point you brought us to, on and on
Are we any closer to the source?
I feel it drag me under, to act like it's enough
Takes all of your time and all of your strength to balance
Looking lonely, or saying you're alone
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People in the City
03:42
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People in the city
They order Monte Cristos and mimosas
They ride emotional roller coasters
And the world is old enough to know by now
I get up
It only serves to break me down
I wish that I was around the
People in the city
They make love like a jackhammer
They throw a punch like a belt sander
And the world is old enough to know by now
I get up
It only serves to break me down
I wish that I was around the
People in the city
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It's a Rush
04:30
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It was a novel idea til we missed our shot
To salvage the night let's just make the best of what we've got
It's a rush when we're alone, just you and me
And that's exactly just the way I want it to be
And you know the things I'm thinking about because you've thought of them too
And it's just a matter of time before we're gonna go through
I know that it's a rush
When there's a little risk in innocent fun
And I know that it's a crutch
But there's work involved to get it done
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