1. |
Give Up
02:31
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Drink up and shut up
You want to just get buzzed
Enough is enough
As I slowly come undone
And Im falling overr
I stumble on over
Im totally sober
A couple of bottles
and I’m gunna call her
And im spilling ovveer
Just one more time
Too get it right
Just one more time
To get it right
Just one more time
To get it right
Just one more
Fucking time
Ive emptied my pockets
Till another night
And the cards in my wallet
Are all covered in white
Regret this one but not today
Its 4 in the morning
Im sorry for calling
I thought youd up to hear all of my stories
Regret this one but not today
Just one more time
To get it right
Just one more time
To get it right
Just one more time
To get it right
Just one more
Fucking time
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2. |
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You've got a friend in me
You've got a friend in me
When the road looks rough ahead
And you're miles and miles
From your nice warm bed
You just remember what your old pal said
Boy, you've got a friend in me
Yeah, you've got a friend in me
You've got a friend in me
You've got a friend in me
You got troubles, I've got 'em too
There isn't anything I wouldn't do for you
We stick together and see it through
Cause you've got a friend in me
You've got a friend in me
Some other folks might be
A little bit smarter than I am
Bigger and stronger too
Maybe
But none of them will ever love you
The way I do
It's me and you, boy
And as the years go by
Our friendship will never die
You're gonna see it's our destiny
You've got a friend in me
You've got a friend in me
You've got a friend in me
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3. |
Pack Up The Van
01:51
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And I won't forgot the reasons that I know I'm leaving
My head is exploding clear right through the ceiling
And I don't know when I got stuck in this feeling
But one things for sure is I sure fucking hate it
The last time I said it
I swear that I meant it
I ran out of gas
And I sold off my drum kit
But I bought a new axe
A pen and a pad
I won't fuck this up
Like I did in the past
Chorus
And I know
I wanna pack up the van and let go !
I know I've said it before
But it’s the start of the show
And I will say it again
Till were back on the road
On a stage with my friends
Were back on the road and we just got a flat
And one things forsure you’re a pain in the ass
Im out in the cold, but id rather be sleeping
I ran down the road fucking streaking, believe it
We make it on time
Somehow, someway
A couple of beers
And then its time to play
I forgot the lyrics
But nobody noticed
Next time ill practice
Instead of just choking
Chorus
And I know
I wanna pack up the van and let go !
I know I've said it before
But it’s the start of the show
And I will sing it again
Till were back on the road
On a stage with my friends
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4. |
Blue In The Face
02:25
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I don’t want to stop this pain
Or forget all the things you say no !
I wouldn’t want it any other way
drown you out with the radio
Cross out my eyes, again this time
You are my cold apartment
I won’t forget that shit you said
Fuck, you were so damn charming
A place to let down my defenses
Infatuated with consequences
Blue in the face
till my chest collapsed
I think its time to rewind this tape
And forget this place that we used to call home
This shits really taking shape, this forsaken space
Time to pack up and go
Don’t tie me down, Dont drag me out
You are my cold apartment
I won’t forget that shit you said
Fuck, you were so damn charming
A place to let down my defenses
Infatuated with consequences
Blue in the face
till my chest collapsed
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5. |
Straightened Out
02:49
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Ive straighten out
But I’m stressed out
Im still strung out
on your taste now
Through bloodshot eyes
Ive taken strides
So except my invite
Elastic insides
Cigerettes and regrets tell
Stories don’t always end well
And these 4 walls fold on this empty home
Ima catch you like the common cold
Todays the day I walk away
You know its just another day
Ill take you out, ill push you down
This empty house, is a ghost town
Im blacking out, forgetting how
To take myself off of your shelf
Ive got a bottle and empty pockets
How I’ve forgeten how cheap your talk is
So just get out, of my hometown
Todays the day I walk away
You know its just another day
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6. |
Darkside
02:58
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I woke up this morning
And I was so SICK
From drinking a bottle
Slamming paint sticks
Lets head to the pub
This hangovers MINE
Cuz ima step on it
Right after this line
Slide me a Guinness
Pour a shot
Im trying to be honest
This habit is not
But Ima stay on it
And stay unfit
Tomorrows a new day
That’s when ill begin
Just bring along your darkside
And dance with me
Cuz I want to quit but I want to live
And these are the choices that Im living with
The suns coming up
I see your face
The end of this bender
Get out of my place
Don’t call me tomorrow
Don’t call me a friend
Ill call you next weekend
To do it again
I cant find my wallet
I cant find my shoes
We really got on it
Im covered in booze
Im covered vomit
Im covered in shame
That night was atomic
The claim to my fame
So bring along your darkside
And dance with me
Cuz I want to quit but I want to live
And these are the choices that Im living with
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7. |
Forget The Gold
02:21
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Theres no right or wrong !
If you don’t choose a certain path
So I wont GO !
And please don’t save my sorry ass
And all I know
IS what I have known for years
That im a joke
To myself and to my peers
FORGET THE GOLD !
FORGET THE GOOOOOOOOLLLLDDD
Its All I Know
Sell me short if you want to
Whatever will help you
Sleep at night
Cuz I don’t sleep at night
But don’t forgot who you once knew
Cuz all ill be to you
Is a fading light
Im turning off that light
And I wont stand tall if you ask me to
I feel small and that because of you
Overshadow me I walk behind you
Blinded, cant see, you obstruct my view
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The Highsides Vancouver, British Columbia
Punk Rock from Vancouver BC
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