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Phantom
03:20
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We’re getting ready for the weekend
Once it’s time to quit, I’m jumping out of my skin
Can’t wait to see old friends
But I’m a little anxious about spending so much time cooped up
After you blew up in our group chat
Lately you’ve really been a fucking dick
I’m just trying to have a good time
But you’re killing my vibe, now nothing ever seems right
It always feels like you’re a phantom
Sucking all the life out of the party and
Clinging to the backseat with your headphones in again
I start to see a pattern
You’re slipping outside for the seventh time today
I used to always dread when the tour is over
But now I can’t wait
But we’re not going home for three more fucking days
I’m just trying to have a good time
But you’re killing my vibe now nothing ever seems right
It always feels like you’re a phantom
Can’t distinguish if you’re real or avoiding us like
You’re walking through the walls, disappearing in the sun
Well I don’t believe in ghosts
Show me what’s real to you
Show me you’re real
‘Cause I’ve got no more reason to believe in you
It always feels like you’re a phantom
It always feels like you’re a phantom
It always feels like you’re a phantom
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Sun Singer
03:55
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Living life like I’m in perpetual motion
Don’t remember the last time I stopped to smell the roses
So I grew a garden, sowed some seeds in my backyard
Give ‘em lots of water and hope for the best this year
Cherry tomatoes and marigolds
Once it cools down just a little bit
They’ll start ripening
And I’ll be harvesting them by the bucket
Living life, man I’m just trying to get by
Not as busy now but you can’t catch me complaining
Saturday I wrote some riffs and watered the flowers
Sunday I’ve got no plans, I might ride my bicycle
All the way to the Sun Singer
The Sun Singer
I checked the map
Gotta work up to the mileage
But if I stay hydrated
I think I can make it
Remember the night we went to Allerton for the first time?
The statue of the figure in armor
The color of rusted copper
Once it cools down
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Fake News
03:30
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Shit, sure, you’re dying to go out
A table by the window at the local draft house
We’ve all got some cabin fever and we can’t sweat it out
So tell me how oppressed you’ve really become
When you still spend your time drooling over clickbait and no one
Will listen while you spout off your crazy theories
What can I say to get your eyeballs pried away from your iPhone screen?
Can you even think for yourself
When you grind your teeth to Hannity
Blame your issues on this week’s enemy
You’ve got it all wrong
And I’m not afraid to call you out
I love you but I’m not afraid to speak my goddamn mind
You can’t think for yourself
Grind your teeth, you can’t unsee
You can’t think for yourself
Grind your teeth, you can’t unsee
Fake News
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Safe Code
03:56
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Summer nights to Centennial Park
It’s really not that far, just be patient
Scale the sledding hill and roll back down in the grass
We were so young and naive but now all, all that’s past
When your eyes won’t meet mine in the County Market checkout line
I always knew there was something
You couldn’t seem to say
And I still wonder every single goddamn day
Were you ever okay
Blow off school, you say it’s not your flavor
You’re rolling blunts with the essay you wrote on looseleaf paper
Your masterpiece, cultured critique
Cauterized and obsolete
Reduced to ashes in a heap
Some say it’s a phase
But you’re all business
You’re all serious
You’re not bluffing, not today
I always knew there was something
Hidden inside your brain
A tendency, an inkling to go astray
You were never okay
I tried to pry but that only added distance
Pushed to the side just for trying to be a friend
But then they caught you with something in your hand
The day you told me to stay home
Heard it described over the phone
Within an inch of your life
Wielding the weapon, a kitchen knife
Passed out, body slumping to the right
Visiting hours restricted to family
Recite the safe code but you don’t wanna speak to me
And I still wonder every single goddamn day
Was I to blame
And I still wonder every single goddamn day
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You'll Be In My Heart
03:21
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Come stop your crying, it’ll be alright
Just take my hand, hold it tight
I will protect you from all around you
I will be here, don’t you cry
For one so small, you seem so strong
My arms will hold you, keep you safe and warm
This bond between us can’t be broken
I will be here, don’t you cry
‘Cause you’ll be in my heart
Yes, you’ll be in my heart
From this day on, now and forever more
You’ll be in my heart
No matter what they say
You’ll be here in my heart always
Why can’t they understand the way we feel
They just don’t trust what they can’t explain
I know we’re different but, deep inside us
We’re not that different at all
And you’ll be in my heart
Yes, you’ll be in my heart
From this day on, now and forever more
Don’t listen to them, ‘cause what do they know
We need each other to have and to hold
They’ll see in time, I know
When destiny calls you, you must be strong
I may not be with you, but you’ve got to hold on
They’ll see in time, I know
We’ll show them together
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Bottom Bracket Chicago, Illinois
Emo music from Illinois singing about riding my bike all the way to your house.
Mario Cannamela - Guitar/Vocals
Tim Recio - Bass/Vocals
Rob Diaz - Drums
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