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Hopeless American Summer
03:37
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Mark, mark, mark my words
The line will always be there
Syntax ever mangled
Still left feeling strangled
Run, run, run your mind
The details are not important
Things will be where they are
Forever falling apart
Don't be, don't be so sensitive
It's a waste of everybody's time
We'll be, we'll be dispensed with in time, in time
It's just another hopeless American summer
Just another hopeless American summer
Shake, shake, shake your faith
The square will kill the circle
Set your expectations for roughshod evaluations
Run, run, run your mouth
Might as well go down trying
The words will leave you broke
The world gone up in smoke
Don't be, don't be so sensitive
It's a waste of everybody's time
We'll be, we'll be dispensed with in time, in time
It's just another hopeless American summer
Just another hopeless American summer
And I've applied too much meaning to the way the sunset looks today
How pathetic that I'd think I was connected in some way
It's just another hopeless American summer
Just another hopeless American summer
It's just another hopeless American summer
(Don't be so sensitive)
Just another hopeless American summer
(Don't be, don't be so sensitive)
Things will fall apart regardless
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Luxury
03:15
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(It's a one; it's a zero. It's a one; it's a zero. It's a one; it's a zero. It's a ... It's a ...)
This is the luxury that I pay for heavily.
A chamber of old regrets and broken vanities.
The grandiosity of my animosity.
A world of haunted rooms and dead philosophies.
All the anesthetics in the world couldn't kill this feeling.
All the anesthetics in the world couldn't kill this feeling.
I fall into my ways.
I never seem to learn.
The painting is a fake.
Never to return. Never to return.
(It's a one; it's a zero. It's a one; it's a zero. It's a one; it's a zero. It's a ...)
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Middle Management
04:09
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Plain day.
Office warfare.
And I choose the pain.
I choose the pain.
Plain day.
Office warfare.
And I choose the pain.
I choose the pain.
The work is, the work is the construct and context.
Work through the pain to your shame's exhumation.
Stations adrift. Decontextualization.
Gainful employment and pay your doctor bill.
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Meanwhile
03:13
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Strange bedfellows, you and I.
I don't remember how I got here.
A montage of a lifetime.
The odd moment of clarity.
And I contemplate the distance.
And I contemplate the distance.
And I contemplate the distance.
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Beyond Beyond
03:35
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Things will fall apart. I'll have to start again. Things will fall apart. I'll have to start again. There should be some way to know this. There should be some prior notice. Things are out of my control now.
Don't be, don't be so pensive. No one's paying any mind. We'll be defenseless every time.
The future, the future.
The future, the future.
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The music of Nathan Stack.
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