1. |
Work Around
02:51
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Image is nothing
A cloud looking for a sky
I'd float by
But the static from the Panasonic
Tastes lemon lime and I
Know I do something
Harder to commodify
And it's so far from how it's advertised
Gotta find a new way to work around the pain in my heart
On a road that never takes me to the things that I want
Gotta find a new way to work around the pain in my heart
And sometimes I press two player out of habit it's just as well
You could never play me how I played myself
Typed out in pixels the punctuation falling off the screen
Good luck with all of your impossible dreams
Gotta find a new way to work around the pain in my heart
On a road that never takes me to the things that I want
Gotta find a new way to work around the pain in my heart
Gotta find a new way to work around the pain in my heart
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2. |
Made A Rock
03:17
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Living at the peephole hell is other people
Nah you gotta let something in
But it's red tags and the shelves ain't been restocked
No no
Moths flew out the wallet
The vaults of Motown haunted
You're too kind my thoughts always rewinding yeah
And while the world keeps shrinking
I'm on a cliff note thinking
I made a rock that I can't lift
So blurred I'm squinting
Ignoring my instinct
I made a rock that I can't lift
No
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
What in the world was I thinking
I made a rock that I can't lift
Dreams it's always floating
Spinning but I'm frozen
Sunny in my snow globe yeah
Must be a steady hand above the stove
So so
But I'm a modern man
Just living in my head
I made a rock that I can't lift
And while the world keeps shrinking
I'm on a cliff note thinking
I made a rock that I can't lift
So blurred I'm squinting
Ignoring my instinct
I made a rock that I can't lift
No
I made a rock that I can't
I made a rock that I can't lift
So blurred I'm squinting
Ignoring my instinct
I made a rock that I can't lift
No
I made a rock that I can't lift
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3. |
Yellow Jacket
03:04
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The big three blessed the big three and he blessed me
Stamping sacred hearts in car parts and typewriter keys
I was plucked from PE
Bathed in Portuguese porch days with Inez
State Fair and Greeley
Had the robe with Mr. T on it
I had the slippers too
And I was stamping stamping before I even knew I knew
That thin lady begging Mom to let her use our phone
Had stole the clock off the kitchen wall
We were hiding in the bathtub prayers up
I made a shield with the lid to a McDonald's cup
Windmills in the Dalmatian jar
Is still up above the cabinet door
Toothpicks snappin' in a napkin when he crashed the car
But I ain't have a scratch on me
The big three blessed the big three and he blessed me
And he was stamping
The big three blessed the big three and he blessed me
William got cut down 'fore he finished high school
We went to visit when I finished high school
Time flies it's always too soon
His mom still kept all his trophies in the living room
Now I'm the same age as that publish date
Always trying to find a new way to turn the page
But I'm never quite sure just what to do
Stamping Out Murder part two
The big three blessed the big three and he blessed me
I guess we'll keep on stamping
The big three blessed the big three and he blessed me
I guess we'll keep on stamping
The big three blessed the big three and he blessed me
I guess we'll keep on stamping
The big three blessed the big three and he blessed me
I guess we'll keep on stamping
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4. |
Paper Dolls
02:52
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I was trying to find myself in DC and Marvel comics then I
I was trying to find myself in the CDs with parental guidance advised
I was trying to find myself in Nike and Michael Jordan then I
I was trying to find myself in the lies I told to hide myself
To what's frozen's unfolding
Repurposed and renewed
I'm unlearning the urge to hold in my emotions
They won't subdue
Someday
We're gonna fold hand in hand
One chain one chain
Yes and someday
It's gonna spread 'round the world
One chain one chain
I do my own fade
I make the lines straight
But who can trust the mirror
It'd take a real poet to wrap it up and bow it but uh
I'm just a volunteer
Someday
We're gonna fold hand in hand
One chain one chain
Yes and someday
It's gonna spread 'round the world
One chain one chain
We're just paper dolls
We're gonna fold hand in hand
We're just paper dolls
Yes and someday
It's gonna spread 'round the world
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5. |
Crystal Stairs
03:16
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Mainha
Eu nao choro pelo ceu
A subida e meu
Na escada cristal
And it was all patience
Sewing up the holes in my empty spaces
You were hurt when I got hitched in Vegas
But came back with open arms for a new face and
I was mister all that I knew
I was mister red white and blue
Found the thread and pulled it through
And it was all
Mainha
Eu nao choro pelo ceu
A subida e meu
Na escada cristal
Now it's so vacant
Told me go live my life on the last FaceTime
I can see it from the steeple or the basement
I could heave it from the field to outer space and
I guess we're just all that we do
Another line weaving through
But who am I pulling out the pool
If my line don't hang from
Eu nao choro pelo ceu
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James Linck Detroit, Michigan
Wistful nostalgia, of the vein innate to many millennials, is the mood pervading from alt-R&B crooner James Linck.
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