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Back to Before
03:11
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Back to Before
Performed by babygotbacktalk
Put it simply:
You still send me
Muscle memory
Keeps us in touch
Baby we may
Lack for leeway
Instant replay can’t be a crutch
America
You’re so perilous
Sam, you got me on the edge of something more than just my seat
It’s a blood rush to the head if we just let history repeat
And I’m not one to say that what we had
Ran its course
But I know we can’t go back to before
I won’t phone in
Serotonin
Seize the moment
Before I’m done
Losing balance
With all this baggage
Noble savage
Native son
America,
You’re so scared of us
Sam, you got me on the edge of something more than just my seat
It’s a blood rush to the head if we just let history repeat
And I’m not one to say that what we had
Ran its course
But I know we can’t go back to before
I’m all in
Keep me like a glow inside your
Cauldron
You can be Thoreau, I’ll be your
Walden
You’re an icon so
Let the bygones go
Sam, you got me on the edge of something more than just my seat
It’s a blood rush to the head if we just let history repeat
And I’m not one to say that what we had
Ran its course
But I know we can’t go back…
Sam, you got me on the edge of something more than just my seat
It’s a blood rush to the head if we just let history repeat
And I’m not one to say that what we had
Ran its course
But I know we can’t go back to before
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2. |
Space Jam
03:34
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Space Jam
Haloed hero, horn-rimmed glasses
Hell-bent, heaven sent type
Sending signals through deep space
In search of intelligent life
“You’re not one to settle”
The pot said to the kettle
Don’t lower yourself, your Highness
The silence
Has killing me softly down to a science
Wherever you run to
Doesn’t become you
Like here
You’re the queen of the last frontier
Hip me to that b-girl motion
You use to outflank
Participation trophy husbands
And Big Apple angst
“You’re not one to settle”
The pot said to the kettle
Don’t lower yourself, your Highness
The silence
Has killing me softly down to a science
Wherever you run to
Doesn’t become you
Like here
You’re the queen of the last frontier
Well I trust Mars’s majesty
In most pursuits
Will all your stars wink back at me
Like we’re in cahoots?
Don’t lower yourself, your Highness,
The silence
Has killing me softly down
to a science
Wherever you run to
Doesn’t become you
Wherever you run to
Ain’t here
You’re the queen of the last frontier
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3. |
Anywhere But Here
03:08
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Anywhere But Here
I keep a residence in my parents’ basement
For the time being
‘Cause my old girlfriend found a new replacement
She’s been seeing
And I’m not sure if I still want her
It just depends
Some nights I think I’ll just confront her
And tell all my friends
That if we had plans tonight then count me out
I’m leaving to chance all my whereabouts
And I’ll say
Hey baby
What say we
Pack our bags and blows this town
If I got hon’ riding shotgun
Or in the backseat windows down
Anywhere but here would do
I just want to stay near you
It’s true
I hide the evidence ‘til no one’s listening
Late at night
Her presence is just what’s missing
In my life
Lately I’ve been thinking of her
I don’t know why
Hoping that I’ll be discovered
And she’ll tell that guy
If we had plans tonight then count me out
I’m leaving to chance all my whereabouts
And she’ll say
Bye baby
What say we
Part our ways and end this ride
I won’t miss you, it’s no issue
Don’t matter where you hide
Anywhere but here would do
Wave goodbye in the rearview
We’re through
It’s not that the grass is greener
Over state lines where you went
It’s just that the past is sweeter
Than anything that’s happened since
Hey baby
What say we pack our bags and blow this town
If I got hon’ riding shotgun or in the backseat windows down
Anywhere but here would do
I just want to stay
Bye bye baby
What say we
Part our ways and end this ride
I won’t miss you, it’s no issue
Don’t matter where you hide
Anywhere but here would do
Wave goodbye in the rearview
We’re through
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4. |
Unrelatable Content
03:40
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Unrelatable Content
She said “boy, you need a shrink
To keep things a size that you can manage”
And I tend to think
I prefer when sighs can do their damage
Tangled in the tall fields
Or bed sheets in a high pile
She calls me Holden Caulfield
I catch her in a wry smile
And stutter back a denial:
Sad boy shit is not my style!
Could the thickest skulls and thinnest skins shut up
With the typical tempests in tea cups?
At the risk of sounding like a punk
I have long since lost all interest in that stuff
I’m not waging war
With the self-absorbed
I’m just aiming for
Something so much more
She said “boy, you need a drink
To wash out the tastes that you can’t swallow”
But I spill this ink
Cuz that’s not a lead that I can follow
But it’s not among my talents
To take it all in without blinking
I’m just trying to find a balance
Between over and under thinking
And if knowing what the difference is
Could calm my inner gibberish
Good riddance
Which isn’t to say I wouldn’t miss it
Could the thickest skulls and thinnest skins shut up
With the typical tempests in tea cups?
At the risk of sounding like a punk
I have long since lost all interest in that stuff
I’m not waging war
With the self-absorbed
I’m just aiming for
Something so much more
But it’s not among my talents
To take it all in without blinking
I’m just trying to find a balance
Between over and under thinking
And if knowing what the difference is
Could calm my inner gibberish
Good riddance
Which isn’t to say I wouldn’t miss it
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Historically White College
The kids are all white
But they say I’m welcome
The kids are polite
So I don’t dare tell them
Every now and then I feel like an alien
It’s water ‘neath the bridge at
Historically white college
Monday morning:
read the classlist
They’re gonna need some
extra practice
saying your name
so the frat kids
in your midst whisper “terrorist”
So you try to make up your mind
If you’re gonna erupt this time
If you want to discuss this sense of injustice
You’ve come to the wrong place
The kids are all white
But they say I’m welcome
The kids are polite
So I don’t dare tell them
Every now and then I feel like an alien
It’s water ‘neath the bridge
At historically white college
You’re spending your time
looking inward
They’re singing rap songs
with the “N” word
You thought that this place
was “left of center”
all it means is that they went green
So you try to make up your mind
If you’re gonna erupt this time
If you want to discuss this sense of injustice
You’ve come to the wrong place
The kids are all white
But they say I’m welcome
The kids are polite
So I don’t dare tell them
Every now and then I feel like an alien
It’s water ‘neath the bridge
At historically white college
If you got the gumption
You can tell there’s something
Wrong with how they’re running this place
Can’t you see it’s bigger
Than warnings and triggers
Who’s to say what spaces are safe
Or who we embrace
When the kids are all white
But they say I’m welcome
The kids are polite
So I don’t dare tell them
Every now and then
I feel like an alien
It’s water ‘neath the bridge
At historically white
That’s the way it is
At historically white college
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6. |
Like You Can
03:20
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Like You Can
You keep it exciting
With a grin beneath your beauty mark
That's sweet and inviting
As a starlet chasing movie parts
I've been so hung up
With mixed signals you been giving me
I can't lift my tongue up
To make good on our chemistry
In the dark I'm dying
To find out where we stand
If the sparks go flying
According to my plan
The score’s still a riddle
‘Cause your friends are saying different things
I'm stuck in the middle
Is it saxophones or is it strings?
So read this tarot card
And make us both so fortunate
I took this arrow hard
Tonight we'll find out what it meant
In the dark I'm dying
To find out where we stand
If the sparks go flying
According to my plan
Here's my heart, on your mark,
Light a match, play your hand
'Cause old flames hardly hold
A candle like you can
Skip all the second thoughts
And we’ll get close
Bring me on down a notch
on your bedpost
In the dark I'm dying
To find out where we stand
If the sparks go flying
According to my plan
Here's my heart, on your mark,
Light a match, play your hand
'Cause old flames hardly hold
A candle like you can
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When They Go Low, We Go Six Feet Under
The greatest weapon that has prospered against us
Is the story that they offer to convince us
Me vs the perils
Of badges and barrels
The officer fears for her life
And I’ve been raised not to forget that I’m a subject
Who by breathing is a threat to the republic
Perhaps I can parse
What living this farce
Is actually like
Lately I admit
I can be a nihilist
But if Officer Friendly
Finds reason to end me
It’s not because I gave her one
The shortest distance from the cradle to the casket
Is to go about the business of your blackness
Write your last stanza
Before body cameras
The officer fears for her life
And we’ve been filling up the streets and saying their names
But it really can’t compete with tainted airwaves
Quick to excuse
Misguided views
We’re snatching the mic
Lately I admit
I can be a nihilist
But the kid isn’t crazy about pushing up daisies
I know I’m not a favorite son
Life in your crosshair
Hasn’t been a crystal stair
But if Officer Friendly
Finds reason to end me
It’s not because I gave her one
When they go low
We go six feet under
Hey Five-O
You go low
We go six feet under
Hey Five-0
I didn’t stutter
Lately I admit
I can be a nihilist
But the kid isn’t crazy about pushing up daisies
I know I’m not a favorite son
Life in your crosshair
Hasn’t been a crystal stair
But if Officer Friendly
Finds reason to end me
It’s not because I gave her one
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8. |
Punchline
03:20
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Punchline
Wisecracks
4 wheels and snapbacks
Dry wit riot
I get so caught up in it
Time lapse
Photos meet their match
Tell me if you’ve heard this one before
Are you ever on a ride
You spend the whole time knowing
You never wanted to arrive
Or get to where you’re going
The set up is
You and me, the highway and the Get Up Kids
We were queuing the tracks up, singing the back ups
Let us live
We’re something to write home about
And limitless
For once I’m
Dreading the punchline
Lie back
And fall into my lap
That sneer endears
Anyone within light years
Are you ever on a ride
You spend the whole time knowing
You never wanted to arrive
Or get to where you’re going
The set up is
You and me, the highway and the Get Up Kids
We were queuing the tracks up, singing the back ups
Let us live
We’re something to write home about
And limitless
For once I’m
Dreading the punchline
Hold your breath
We know what’s next
Tell me if you’ve heard this one before
Seconds left
To second guess
Tell me if you’ve heard this one before
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9. |
Call the Whole Thing On
03:45
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Call the Whole Thing On
All of those nights on the phone
Debating our favorite Ramones
I didn’t have the cojones
To tell you I want you, but now I’ll disclose:
Keeping mementos is just a distraction
That’s feeding the impulse to long for way back when
And seeing your dimples is sweet but it’s sinful
It’s not ever gonna happen
Let’s call the whole thing on again
This feeling’s a little too strong for just friends
Even if part of you longs for revenge
Let it go
We got nothing to show for it
I guess this is fooling me twice
I couldn’t take that advice
Shame’s an acceptable price
A re-run would be fun and that would suffice, ‘cause
Let’s call the whole thing on again
This feeling’s a little too strong for just friends
Even if part of you longs for revenge
Let it go
We got nothing to show for it
If mind right hindsight
Gives you perfect vision
Slow burn U-turns
Ain’t the worst decision
Sound off, let’s talk
Girl it’s worth a listen
Slow burn U-turns
It’s nightly
My memory gets sprightly
As if it’s out to spite me
And dear old Aphrodite
Has her two cents like
Let’s call the whole thing on again
This feeling’s a little too strong for just friends
Even if part of you longs for revenge
Let it go
We got nothing to show for it
If mind right hindsight
Gives you perfect vision
Slow burn U-turns
Ain’t the worst decision
Sound off, let’s talk
Girl it’s worth a listen
Slow burn U-turns
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10. |
NYhilism
03:33
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NYhilism
I’ve been playing that game
I’ve never been fond of
Where single people exchange
Double entendres
And they hope to get laid
With overwrought mantras
But Mrs. Right ain’t out tonight
You’ve been making those eyes
And making no difference
I’ve been making up lies
For keeping my distance
‘Cuz my rational side
Never does listen
To antidotes for misanthropes
Why can I only stand to stomach
The piquing of interest but never the summit?
They’ve been rushing the stage
And leaving me numbers
I get lost in that maze
And steal my own thunder
Am I over that phase?
I’m not getting younger
Just leave me be ‘cause honestly
I’m just an egghead caught in
Bachelorhood’s iron yoke
So all I’ve got are these songs
To take home to meet my folks
Why can I only stand to stomach
The piquing of interest but never the summit
Widened eyes always send me running
And seeking the nearest exit for nothing
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