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who can be loved in this world?
i'll be your girl you'll be my boy
i'll be your boy you'll be my girl
who can be loved in this world?
when you talk drunk shit to me
it makes me feel like i am free
to fall into you easily
and you can fall right into me
so you can be loved in this world
i'll be your girl you'll be my boy
i'll be your boy you'll be my girl
so you can be loved in this world
let me hold on to your heart
while you heal your mind and i'll
always be here when you need
you are worth the waiting
so i can be loved in this world
i'll be your girl you'll be my boy
i'll be your boy you'll be my girl
so i can be loved in this world
so you can be loved in this world
so we can be loved in this world
who can be loved in this world?
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jane, don't you know me?
03:19
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jane, don't you know me?
i was crazy, i was high
but it don't excuse what i done
i ain't good for no one
jane, don't you know me?
i feel our distance, by and by
when i see your smiling pictures
another birthday in december
i am tangled up in our past
i am falling off the wagon
on and off the wagon
on and off the wagon crazy for you
jane, don't you know me?
i am searching through my mind
and i can feel my spirit weaken
worn down through the seasons
jane, don't you know me?
if you're happy i'll get by
and i hope you will forgive me
the way that we forgive our bad dreams
i am tangled up in our past
i am falling off the wagon
on and off the wagon
on and off the wagon crazy for you
jane
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chariot
04:13
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the chariot swung too low
hit the ground and spiraled out of control
i saw an angel dashed on rocks and snow
now dying of a broken spine
the chariot swung too low
people gathered around to take photos
and tell their stories to the evening news
while their children rot in a classroom
the chariot swung too low
last night i met the antichrist's publicist
he told me that "a manger was for feeding pigs"
and someday my songs would make me famous
the chariot swung too low
crying out in a final breath
i saw the angel turning wild on death
it must have not accepted jesus yet
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primal sigh
03:22
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down on the floor i wept
gun to my head to end the spiraling down
in my drunkenness i slipped
i fell asleep at the edge of an abyss
silencing all my cries for help
instead i gave up with a primal sigh
someday i'll have the guts to silence my raging mind
and shut it up
you called the cops on me
slurring my speech i lied to the police
"there's no guns in the house"
"i'll be alright my life just got changed around"
nothing i say is true
i live my life day to day just clinging to the hope
that i'll the guts to silence my raging mind
and shut it up
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i have a problem
can you hear my guitar rotting?
somewhere in america, somewhere on tv
somewhere in the after world
somewhere stuck in traffic
trying to think about nothing
i get drunk in secret
if you can see through me you'll see me through
to somewhere i can sober up, somewhere on tv
somewhere to hang on a while
i know there's no reason
and maybe we're dreaming
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holo world
04:40
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holo world, digging down to touch the emptiness
i found you swollen shut wanting to not exist
blood will rust, money dies, time gets lost, dreams subside
in dreams
holo world, my soul is lost somewhere inside
everyone is cruel and kind, running blind
blood will rust, money dies, time gets lost, dreams subside
in dreams
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chariot (reprise)
02:39
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the chariot swung too low
hit the ground and spiraled out of control
i saw an angel dashed on rocks and snow
dying of a broken spine
the chariot swung too low
people gathered around to take photos
and share their stories to the evening news
while a gun gives birth in a classroom
the chariot swung too low
last night i might the antichrist's publicist
he told me that "a manger is for feeding pigs"
and someday my songs would make me famous
the chariot swung too low
crying out in a final breath
i saw the angel turning wild on death
it must not have accepted jesus yet
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peace on earth
02:37
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peace on earth coming
like an angel stumbling
into a wounded darkness, away from light
peace on earth dreaming
of a childhood demon and
sleeping in until there is peace on earth
i saw my reflection in a pool of blood and
it was smiling singing
peace on earth
i'll give up my dreaming
and fall into your feelings
the fire of hate is burning for peace on earth
and if our world is ending
won't you touch my heart believing
that we might live forever in peace on earth
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control
03:22
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i was out of my mind
i was out of control
borrowing time, to rot away my soul
i had a vision, it went out of control
and with my heart broken
i closed my eyes and let go
until i was out of my mind
i was out of control
laughing out lies, to rot away my soul
i had a vision, it went out of control
life shows it's teeth then it
sinks them in to all that you know
until you're out of your mind
until you're out of control
until you're out of your mind
until your out of control
we're all out of our minds
we're all out of control
we're all out of our minds
we're all out of control
we're all out of our minds
we're all out of control
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let's break up the band
02:56
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let's break up the band, i want to go home and try again
i know that our friends are going to be sad, but not for long
it's not so bad
it's just a band, it's not our lives
we fell into the well and the well went dry
we fell into the well and the well went dry
we fell into the well and the well went dry
we fell into the well
let's break up the band, we gave up our lives trying to understand
what it could mean to be one mind, in a touring van
then the engine died
it's just a band, it's not our lives
we fell into the well and the well went dry
we fell into the well and the well went dry
we fell into the well and the well went dry
we fell into the well
let's break up the band, because i don't know who the fuck i am
and everything you say digs into my soul, and the music we play
is out of our control
it's just a band, it's not our lives
we fell into the well and the well went dry
we fell into the well and the well went dry
we fell into the well and the well went dry
we fell into the well
let's break up the band
let's break up the band
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do you ever get the sense of death
when we're together at the edge of it all?
hand in hand walking into regret
two wild hearts trapped between four walls
is it the autumn that makes us crazy?
is it the winter that breaks our minds?
is it the spring that keeps us longing for
a new love in the summertime?
did your parents think we'd stick together?
even if none of our parents could
every home they made someday fell inwards
someday's your best is going to be no good
is it the autumn that makes us crazy?
is it the winter that breaks our minds?
is it the spring that keeps us longing for
a new love in the summertime?
and when i'm dead in a hospital basement
and you're dying on the 13th floor
i hope my spirit passes by your bedside
for one more laugh about the days before
is it the autumn that makes us crazy?
is it the winter that breaks our minds?
is it the spring that keeps us longing for
a new love in the summertime?
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