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I’ve got this hangover hanging over my head
Like this noose tightening around my neck
Hanging in the closet, jerking off again
Waiting to hear from my friends
Yeah it’s the beginning of this weekend
And maybe this will be
How this weak one ends
Next to all these lyrics are these songs I could never write
Tonight tonight tonight tonight tonight
Next to packets of fire sauce are these girls I should never write
Tonight tonight tonight tonight tonight
You came to party, we came to die
I’ve got these clouds hanging over my head
Yeah They’re raining bottles and cans
That I’m kicking down the same dirt road again
And all those mistakes I should never right
Come alive on Friday night
Like a cop fist thatll bust through the door
I’ll skate on down to the nearest liquor store
Next to all lyrics are these songs I should never write
Tonight tonight tonight tonight tonight
Next to stacks of these comic books are these are girls I could never right
Tonight tonight tonight tonight tonight
You came to party, we came to die
So pick up those bottles, recycle those cans
And tell me that I’m part of this plan
Or rip out my guts, tear up my insides tonight
Tonight tonight tonight tonight
Tonight tonight tonight tonight
Tonight tonight tonight tonight
Tonight
You came to party, we came to die
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Kansas City
03:08
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They said all the world’s a stage and that I shouldn't be afraid
But they cut the ropes and the curtains came crashing down
You said “break a leg!” and I fell right off the stage
Through all these rough drafts into development hell
Straight into hell
Bury me in a grave with all the reviews the critics gave
Like a direct to dvd sequel i've been shelved
With the trembles and the shakes
Yeah, they cancelled the parade
I’m moving to Kansas City where I can’t be found
Straight into hell
Waking up lonely and deserted with the taste of blood in my mouth
Stings like what the fanboys posted waiting for the Snyder Cut to come out
Will anyone care if I leave this town
Or does it really matter if you've never been around
I guess they could post another casting call
For a drunken best friend, shooting starts this fall
I’ll see you in hell
I’m moving to Kansas City where I know I can’t be found
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What's Bringing U Down?
02:52
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What’s bringing you down
Am I bringing you down
A reckless mess is the perfect match for a heart that beats pure gasoline
Let liquor pour down as we burn this house down and do it over again
What’s bringing you down
Am I bringing you down
A car crash with confetti glass and champs that tastes like gasoline
A new year to regret now, let death take a bow and do this over again
What’s bringing you down
Am I bringing you down
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I don't regret last night
The way you push your tongue into your cheek when your so excited
The constellations on your shoulders
I wanna kiss them over and over
As i laid in that hospital bed with the pain pulsating through my head
I stared out across at the mountains with the realization i could’ve died
But i've got these good friends, these great drinks to get me by
I can't forget the other night
You wore my band tshirt and i got so excited
You looked so beautiful or maybe i'm being just a little bit biased
I fly too close to the fun sometimes like a drunken moth to the neon sign
Where i crash and burn into my beer soaked grave of bent bottle caps
One liners, soggy peanut shells and missed connections
But i've got these good friends, these great drinks to get me by
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Yearbook
02:19
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Thanksgiving weekend was so beautiful
It truly was a sight to behold
Singing “Thrash Unreal” down Tenth Ave South
Stealing beers from the party
Laughing at each other now
As we made out on the basement couch
That funeral weekend was so cold
The sexual tensions hit a fold
Playing century club on the basement couch
Drinking beer every thirty
Seconds before we made out
Your engagement is fading now
Like the scratches left upon my side
It’s a secret that we keep to ourselves
Yeah it's a secret that
I used to feed the cat
It’s a secret that
We keep to ourselves
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The Moonship Interlude
02:21
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Falling Satellites
02:53
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Yeah, I’ve been waiting for someone like you
That feeling that I get when you walk into the room
Place your head upon my shoulder
Make a wish on falling satellites
Beers and burritos by our side
Yeah, kiss me tonight
Kiss me tonight
So kiss me tonight
Yeah, kiss me tonight
That dumb smile on my face, you know that its true
I’ve been waiting for someone like you
Hold my hand until this world ends
Watch it burn like falling satellites
Times can get tough but I love you so much
Yeah, kiss me tonight
Kiss me tonight
So kiss me tonight
Yeah, kiss me tonight
Yeah, kiss me tonight
Kiss me tonight
So kiss me tonight
Yeah, locate and run to me
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Montana State Line
03:08
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And I said
Tonight I probably shouldnt be drinking because
I always second guess myself
About how much i hate this place
And how much i miss you
And you said
I probably shouldnt be over thinking
You were feeling quite blue
About living at your parents place
And i smiled when you said you missed me, too
As i sit in the back of this van
Im tired, exhausted, and wasted again
And it feels like youre so fucking far away
And i’m stuck on this side of the great divide
So lets grab the corners of this map
Cleverly fold up all of this distance
Or pick a destination that works just fine
Meet me at the Montana state line
So let’s raise our glasses and keep on drinking
Keep on thinking until we find
A way to bend all space and time
Meet you at the Montana state line
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Kathleen
01:09
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Oh, Kathleen with your red jacket so pristine
Jealous of every single drink you drink
Is it weird to wonder what your bedroom looks like
Or ponder what kind of car you drive
Oh, Kathleen, I don’t want to sound obscene
Do you know what I mean?
Would it be alright to see you naked Friday night?
I promise I won’t tell, Kathleen
Oh, I promise I won’t tell
Sweet Kathleen
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Atlas Chugged
02:32
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Oh fuck its weighing on me
This thing called the new heavy
It comes crashing down without a goddamn sound
Just like a can in the palm of your hand
You’ll slam it down
Buy yourself another round
Oh fuck its killing me
This thing called the new heavy
It tears out your heart
Right from the goddamn start
Just like a can in the palm of your hand
You’ll slam it down
Buy yourself another round
Forever awkward, young at heart
Atlas chugged, i fell apart
Oh fuck its killing me
Oh fuck its killing me now
So i’ll slam it down, buy myself another round
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Dear Old Friend
02:59
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Dear friend
Dear old friend
Dear friend
Do you wanna go to Vegas
See blink at the Palms?
I know it hasnt been the same
Since they lost Tom
Do you wanna go to Chicago
See the Lawrence Arms
Sing all those songs
That we hold close to our hearts
Do you wanna go to Denver
See Samiam?
In the middle of the winter
I can’t think of anything better
Do you wanna go to the Filler
See Jinx Removing
Sing all those songs
That we hold close to our heart
Dear friend, I’ve always got your back
Through the thick and thin
Through the heart breaks and heart attacks
Dear friend, lets get so drunk tonight
And raise our voices into the night sky
Dear friend, I’ve always got your back
Through the thick and thin
Through the heart breaks and heart attacks
Dear friend, let's raise a glass tonight
And sing all the songs that make our friendship strong
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Lay It on the Line
03:42
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Read my palm
Lay it on the line
Tell me my future
Tell me that i’m doing fine
My heart will sink like a stone to the bottom of Echo Lake all alone
Empty bottles of champagne that same resolution song
Six more shots and now i’m gone
I’m nothing but those songs you wrote
I’m nothing more than those sour notes
It hasn’t been my day or even my year
Like my drunk apology it drones on and on, on and on, on and on
Raise your cup, drink up, get fucked
I hope you're having a happy new year
Your voice shakes when you're all alone
Saying you miss me whispering so low
My heart it skips like this dial tone
As i stumble home from the Rose all alone
I hope you're having a happy new year
Should auld acquaintance be forgot
I hope you're having a happy new year
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Dollar Beer Eulogy
02:29
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Dollar beers are over
Depressions sinking in
It’s the end of an era
It’s the beginning of the end
The dive bar poet is so slow to react
To all the memories left behind
Lets raise a glass, to all of our friends
To the death of Friday night
The partys over
Depressions gonna win
Its such a lonely bummer
I’ll never see your face again
The nostalgia i hold on to
In the only place i could ever love you
Where we could go just to get out of the rain
Next to these shitty jokes
Bar rumors and anecdotal quotes
Where the barfly poet seeks immortal fame
These heavy pours for heavy hearts
I write your name in a heart shaped frame
I write your name
In a heart shaped frame
The partys over
Just like this hollow keg
That slowly pours its last drop
The dive bar poet scrawls on these walls
Until the ink in their pen dries up
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