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released 30 November 2013

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Track Name: Chekhov's Furniture
I guess it’s only natural for you to lose control
Get completely sucked in and let it tear out your soul
So nothing changes anyway this I think you know
You can blur all the lines between your friends and foes
If you’re looking for a sign then you’re gonna find one
Let all the gears grind down til all the scenes have run
Track Name: Sunshine Avenue
Bury me in the backyard pray for rain
So much driving at the same endgame
A wise man once said nothing
Track Name: Another Song I Wrote In Jail
these are desperate times we are desperate men
we die cavalier and take til the end
oh no I have not forgotten you
it’s just getting hard to see through
when we were out on the streets bloody vicious and mean
we had all the time but could not believe
we could ever get cut down or ever be stop
we kept going til the sun it came up
well the saints don’t care a nickel and the priests not a dime
well I’m in my blues and I’ve done my time
love’s sick and lock in a cell
in a place you call hell
these are desperate times we are desperate men
we die cavalier and take til the end
oh no I have not forgotten you
it’s just getting hard to see through
Track Name: A Shit Leopard Can't Change Its Spots
well I’ve been sleeping in my on shit
I’ve watched my self waste away
I’ve been growing out my finger nails
I know just how to make you pay
it’s the same old thing
I always used to say
grab the gun
let’s have some fun
just like the way it used to be
we’ll get married we’ll get and divorced
you know I won’t that child support
I’ve been reading all these plays
that make me want to leave this place
I hope you can settle for me someday
I’m sorry I’m such a basket case
we can turn all the clocks back
to nineteen seventy nine
grab the gun
we’ll get shit done
just like the way it used to be
we’ll get married we’ll get and divorced
you know I won’t that child support
Track Name: Something Is Wrong
Well the quiet’s creeping and it doesn’t feel right
twice remove from myself dead heat of the night
and the stars aren’t calling my name
my mind’s been evaded by the how and the why
like clockwork the sun sets and I always get by
but the hues aren’t all that will change
your rhythm and your syntax and your dialect
make every word you say too hard to forget
but maybe I’ll sleep well tonight
I can clean up and still think morosely
you won’t see the scars if you don’t look too closely
so I won’t put up a fight
these are the wrong words this is the wrong pace
this things out of tune it’s all over your face
I am not sorry for what I have done
everything comes back around one by one
and oh something is wrong
this book comes in pieces without every page
like trajectory’s whiplash in thirteen ways
a dull hum whites it all out
a song and the sky’s all I need of a home
all I get’s broken glass broken arms broken bones
uprooted and lock in route
I wanna be a star so I know what it’s like
to burning alive if this here is a life a
few hundred miles away
with a face you can trust in your next terrible plan
I won’t disappoint and I won’t be your man
don’t think I won’t make you pay
these are the wrong words this is the wrong pace
this things out of tune it’s all over your face
I am not sorry for what I have done
everything comes back around one by one
and oh something is wrong
Track Name: Sock Puppets
These strings don’t say they’re sorry
These frets don’t give a fuck
These pickups think that you’re boring
These pegs just said that they’ve had enough
And tomorrow will be without a sound
Cos tomorrow we’ll be breaking down
I’m not thinking of oceans
The special clauses in the finer print
I’ll play it close to the chest now
Bearing grins and pocket lint
And tomorrow is nothing to fear
Cos tomorrow we’ll all disappear
Track Name: House of Cards
Twenty-three point four degrees ninety-three million miles
Something will come your way once you learn to smile
I’ll show you all the happiness you can put on layaway
A shake of the dice is contrived is what I’m trying to say
But she’s a machine
She’s burning clean
She talks and she signs
She beeps and she rings
We’re living in a house of cards
But the rent is free
She’ll take all your pain and sadness
And give it to me
Been spinning for oh so long you think it’d fall apart
From the dust of your bones to an ever beating heart
Some days I can read the lines that are written in the sand
Sometimes having nothing can be a real cool hand
But she’s a machine
She’s burning clean
She talks and she signs
She beeps and she rings
We’re living in a house of cards
But the rent is free
She’ll take all your pain and sadness
And give it to me