1.Seed
Lyricist：William Beckett, Michael Carden, Michael Guy Chislett, Andy
Mrotek
Subjects are thrown around the room
Looking for the ones that got away
A feeling of soft anticipation
Another confrontation I won't make
But how do we do it
We turned into something else entirely
We fake it
I wanted it so desperately to be real
Run, run, holding on to some pieces that you left behind
Hold now as I walk away, you're the one that finds me out
Run from the only thing left that I hold close
I'm letting you in
You got the feeling you've been followed under your skin
It will be weighing on your shoulder
Believe it
If I could express it in a different dialect or in a delicate
way
I'd capture the phrases inside the cage beneath my chest
And keep it locked for days
I wanted you so desperately to believe me
Run, run, why are you running from another conversation？
Someone that I've been planning on, you're the one that finds me
out
There's nowhere now I found you, that I won't go
I'm always letting you in
You got the feeling you've been followed under your skin
It will be weighing on your shoulder
You've got that seed in you
You've got that seed in you
Run, run, what are you running from？
Let all your small steps expose your secrets
You don't have to speak for me to believe it
But what do you mean？
Shaken and faint, you've got the feeling
You've been followed under your skin
It will be weighing on your shoulder
You've got that seed in you
You've got that seed in
I'm letting you in
You've got the feeling you've been followed
Are you listening to anything I said, said？
To anything I said
You've got that seed in you
You've got that seed in you
Shaken and faint, it was the hardest thing to swallow
Pretending you don't miss me
You've got that seed in you
You've got that seed in
While letting you in, I'll be thinking 'bout tomorrow
And every time we cross those lines
You've got that seed in you
You've got that seed in
Oh no, as I walk away, everyone had found me out
2.Ghost
Lyricist：William Beckett, Michael Carden, Michael Guy Chislett, Andy
Mrotek
Hey, stop on a dime
Take both your hands
Reach them above, one at a time
Are you alone in here？
I heard the voice so clearly
I tried not to breathe
Tried not to speak
Clamping my tongue between my teeth
Are you alone in here？
I heard the voice so clearly say
Well, there are fine lines I've seen
We are stuck in between
With separate eyes to use and throw aside
How we die, nobody wants to know
Who decides where everybody goes？
Where everybody goes？
Well, no, this can't be it
I start to sweat
Haunted by all the things I'd miss
This can't be right
I realized right then, that
It's me or him, yeah
There are fine lines I've seen
We are stuck in between
With separate eyes to use and throw aside
How we die, nobody has to know
Who decides where everybody goes？
What if I don't？
Oh, no, I can't believe this
I don't know why
This had to happen
I had no choice
Well, it was me or him
Well, it was me or him
There's a fine line
Between what is justified or just obscene
Fragile eyes to use and throw aside
How we die, nobody wants to know
Who decides where everybody goes？
Where everybody goes？
How we died, no one will ever know
Who decides where everybody goes？
Who decides where everybody goes？
Who decides where everybody goes？
Who decides where everybody goes？
Who decides where everybody goes？
Who decides where everybody goes？
Who decides where everybody goes？
Who decides where everybody goes？
Who decides where everybody goes？
3.Chop Chop
Lyricist：William Beckett, Michael Carden, Michael Guy Chislett, Andy
Mrotek
Chop, chop
I've got myself to blame for this
I've tried to compensate for everything I'm not
And every face forgotten
You felt the sun warming your bed
You looked so quintessential impressed against that cross
In the face of what was lost
Still I'm not asking much of me
And you're ignoring the matter
You'll shut me up and bleed me dry
A little cheap champagne and a complicated lifestyle
But if nothing else matters, then I will die trying
Thinking about you and I
Three years on Friday since we met
You felt that existential kiss upon your neck
How could we forget that？
Still I'm through acting
Like this feels right
And that that nothing else matters
You'll shut me up and bleed me dry
A little cheap champagne and a complicated lifestyle
But if nothing else matters, then I will die trying
Trying not to think about you, about you
Yeah
It's on yourself and no one else
It's on yourself and no one else
But without hind site I guess it serves me right
You'll shut me up and bleed me dry
A little cheap champagne and a disappearing lifestyle
But if nothing else matters, then I will die trying
Thinking about you and I
Shut me up and bleed me dry
It's only a matter of time
Cheap champagne and a complicated lifestyle
It's only a matter of time
4.Sleeping With Giants (Lifetime)
Lyricist：William Beckett, Michael Carden, Michael Guy Chislett, Andy
Mrotek
I've noticed, people, they all have moments
Different, yet all the same
I fumble through every word that is spoken
And I barely knew your name
I'm tongue-tied, it runs through my blood and my insides
Some things we can't escape
But if we try, if we try
We can leave this behind
It's been a lifetime, a lifetime we've waited for
A simple question, kid, 'Are you with me or not at all？'
Your eyes wide, you're always ahead of the curve tide
Quite and confident
Oh, we stood there, awkward and youthful, we tangled
A piece of my soul escaped
Oh, we are restless and tired, sleeping with giants
A model make out with the egos of fire
And it seems like it's been a lifetime, a lifetime we've waited
for
A simple question, kid, 'Are you with me or not at all？'
Well, are we wasting time or is it wasting us？
It's been a lifetime waiting for now, now
Well, you've got to find a way, you've got to find a way
You've got to find a way, you've got to find a way
You've got to find a way before you fold in
It's been a lifetime, a lifetime I've waiting for
A simple question, kid, 'Are you with me or not at all？'
It's been a lifetime, a lifetime we waited for
I need an answer, kid, you're either with me or not at all, no,
no
Are we wasting time or is it wasting us？
It's been a lifetime, a lifetime, a lifetime, lifetime, yeah
Well, you've got to find a way, you've got to find a way
You've got to find a way, you've got to find a way
Said you've got to find a way, you've got to find a way
You've got to find a way before you fold in
5.Everything We Had
Lyricist：William Beckett, Michael Carden, Michael Guy Chislett, Andy
Mrotek
You were the only face I'd ever known
I was the light from the lamp on the floor
And only as bright as you wanted me to be
But I am no gentleman, I can be a prick
And I do regret more than I admit
You have been followed back to the same place I
Sat with you drink for drink
Take the pain out of love and then love won't exist
Everything we had, everything we had
Everything we had, everything we had
Is no longer there
It was the only place I'd ever known
Turned off the light on my way out the door
I will be watching wherever you go
Through the eyes of a fly on the wall
You have been followed back to the same place I
Sat with you drink for drink
Take the pain out of love and then love won't exist
Everything we had, everything we had
Everything we had, everything we had
Is no longer there, longer there
Well, you saw for yourself, the way it played out
For you, I am blinded
For you, I am blinded
For you
I am no gentleman, I can be a prick
And I do regret more than I admit
You have been followed back to the same place I
Sat with you drink for drink
Take the pain out of love and then love won't exist
Everything we had, everything we had
Everything we had, everything we had
Everything we had, everything we had
Everything we had
I'll be with you wherever you go
Through the eyes of a fly on the wall
6.Bulls In Brooklyn
Lyricist：William Beckett, Michael Carden, Michael Guy Chislett, Andy
Mrotek
Some people have it and other people don't
You've been making some threats, got my name and address
I'm breaking habits you don't want to know
Although I'm wearing my clothes, feeling cold and exposed
Yeah woah woah
Don't say you miss me you probably don't
Well, I've been crossing some lines that most folks won't
Yeah woah woah
Don't say you're more than this or above all this
With your blah blah blah and all your friends
Don't say you think you know when you know you don't
Because tonight the bulls are in Brooklyn and you're still at
home
Woah woah woah woah
Some people have it and other people don't
Although the road we've paved still goes both ways
I'm breaking habits you don't want to know
Well, I've been crossing some lines that most folks won't
Don't say you're more than this or above all this
With your blah blah blah and all your friends
Don't say you think you know when you know you don't
Because tonight the bulls are in Brooklyn and you're still at
home
Woah woah woah woah
Don't say you're more than this or above all this
With your blah blah blah and all your friends
Don't say you think you know when you know you don't
Because tonight the bulls in Brooklyn say
Don't think you're more than this or above all this
With your blah blah blah and all your friends
Don't say you think you know when you know you don't
Tonight the bulls are in Brooklyn and you're still at home
Woah woah woah woah, woah woah woah woah
Some people have it and other people don't
7.Neighbors
Lyricist：William Beckett, Michael Carden, Michael Guy Chislett, Andy
Mrotek
I took a step back as the room was filling up
And I was packed against some people
Who were tossing up a strong vibe
Now the door's locked and the shower's on
And I realize I don't recognize anyone but I don't mind
Well, the neighbors have complained damn near every night
The neighbors have complained damn near every night
You shoulda shown up, shoulda shown up by now
You shoulda shown up by now
With a knock at the door
The knock at the door as it goes
Whoa, whoa
Well, now everybody's losing control
Intoxicated circulation
Just try to sit back, get my palette wet
Getting mentally prepared for the consequences
Because that knock at the door calls the crowd to quiet
The neighbors have complained damn near every night
You shoulda shown up, shoulda shown up by now
You shoulda shown up by now
Give it a rest, give it a rest, give it a rest
You shoulda shown up, shoulda shown up by now
You shoulda shown up by now
With a knock at the door
The knock at the door as it goes
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
There's no one left lying on the second story floorboards
And I'm sure they heard next door but the bottles are hollow now
And there's room at the bottom and I would take it back
If I could, but I won't
Sit back, get my palette wet
Getting mentally prepared for the consequences
Because the neighbors have complained damn near every night
The neighbors have complained damn near every night
You shoulda shown up, shoulda shown up by now
You shoulda shown up by now
Give it a rest, give it a rest, give it a rest
You shoulda shown up, shoulda shown up by now
You shoulda shown up by now
With a knock at the door
The knock at the door as it goes
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
8.You Might Have Noticed
Lyricist：William Beckett, Michael Carden, Michael Guy Chislett, Andy
Mrotek
If you're under the impression I'm alright
I guess you never noticed, I guess you might have known
I've been holding this together for so long
But I guess you might have noticed, well, I guess you
The beast within the burden is all mine
A product of his father, a slave to his bride
I feel I need to reveal my true stripes
But the bitch of all this trouble here waits behind the wind to
find out
You set me up to leave me, you wanted to feel
Shallow love, shallow lives
Every word you speak of what you wanted from me
Wanted from me, yeah
I'm sinking more and more into my lies
Now home is just a pinprick in the vastness of my life
Well I feel the pressure, feel the pleasure, feel the pain,
you're not alone
Well I feel the pleasure, feel the pain, feel the pain
You set me up to leave me, you wanted to feel
Shallow love, shallow lives
Every word you speak of what you wanted from me
Wanted from me, yeah
Realizations, I am not what you thought I was
You change directions every time someone judges us
In moderation, what was once us now never was
You change directions every time someone judges us
You set me up to leave me, you wanted to feel
Shallow love, shallow lives
Every word you speak of what you wanted from me
You wanted from me, yeah
Set me up to leave me
You set me up to leave me
Realizations, I am not what you thought I was
In moderation, what was once us now never was
9.Unexpected Places
Lyricist：William Beckett, Michael Carden, Michael Guy Chislett, Andy
Mrotek
Don't try and tell me you've been looking at me
'Cause I've been looking at you and I can read what you're
thinking
Don't cut no corners when you're talking to me
Like I don't know how it is but I can see it
You've got no answers but you got your concerns
About the people we see and all the secrets we're keeping
I think about what you're expecting of me
Like you don't know how it is but I can see all of it
How we always have to wait
By the choice we had to make
You sold yourself so short
Is this the way to carry on？
In the most unexpected places
Don't try to tell me you've been thinking of us
'Cause I don't ever believe and you're shit out of luck, yeah
Don't cut no corners when you're talking to me
Like I don't know how it is but I can see all of it
How we always have to wait
By the choice we had to make
You sold yourself so short
Is this the way to carry on？
In the most unexpected places
I see
We always have been caged
By the choices that we make
You sold yourself so short
Is this the way to carry on？
In the most unexpected places
I see changes
In the most unexpected faces
I see changes
Change, change away
We always have to wait
By the choices that we made
You sold yourself so short
Is the way to carry on？
In the most unexpected places
I see changes
We always have been caged
By the choices that we made
We sold ourselves so short
Is the way to carry on？
Is the way to carry on？
Is the way to carry on？
Is the way to carry on？
Is the way to carry on？
Is the way to carry on？
10.40 Steps
Lyricist：William Beckett, Michael Carden, Michael Guy Chislett, Andy
Mrotek
Soft light, total silence
So tired to take the table near the door
The table near the door
Sat back on the fire
Only as stable as I choose to show
If I choose to show
But where were you that night？
When I was
Well, I feel that this an explosion
That nobody else could ever really know
Well, I will follow you anywhere
You say you don't believe in science
You're always afraid of what you can't control
I will follow you anywhere
But where were you that night？
When I was
When I was calling for the answer
That you probably shouldn't know
Well, it feels like flames surrounding me here
When you were calling with your question
When all I needed was to know
That it feels like flames surrounding me here
Unkempt and over-caffeinated
I walked the forty steps to the moon
(Back to the moon)
You say you don't believe in science
You're always ashamed of what you're willing to lose
But I will follow you anywhere
But where were you that night？
When I was
When I was calling for the answer
That you probably shouldn't know
When it feels like flames surrounding me here
When you were calling with your question
When all I needed was to know
When it feels like flames surrounding me here
So this is it, so this is it
So this is the silence
So this is the silence we became
It's never quite, it's never quite over
It's never quite over in the silence
When I was calling for the answer
That you probably shouldn't know
Well, it feels like flames surrounding me here
When you were calling with your question
When all I needed was to know
Well, it feels like flames surrounding me here
11.We've Got a Big Mess On Our Hands
Lyricist：William Beckett, Michael Carden, Michael Guy Chislett, Andy
Mrotek
Ah, ah, I've got that lefty curse
Where everything I do is flipped
And awkwardly reversed
You're seldom known and barely missed
I always put myself in destructive situations
I need oxygen to be exposed
Where no one goes, where no one's been
When it all comes crashing
Ah, now we've got a big, big
Mess on our hands tonight, sing it
Ah, now we've got a big, big
Mess on our hands tonight
Somebody get my phone
So I can throw it in a public pool and watch it float
And as it slowly sinking down
Become a social ghost
Inside a box, cut at the top
To let some light shine in
To remind me of what I've done and where I've been
When it all comes crashing
Ah, now we've got a big, big
Mess on our hands tonight, sing it
Ah, now we've got a big, big, big, big
Mess on our hands, on our hands
Don't give in, don't give up, I'll be gone
You don't look innocent enough
We're too young to be critics, we won't miss anything at all
Don't give in, don't give up
I don't look innocent with this big, big mess on
I'll say something else
Oh, we've got a big, big mess
Oh, we've got a big, big mess
A big big mess
Now, we've got a big big mess, a big big mess, now sing it
Ah, now we've got a big big
Mess on our hands tonight, sing it
Ah, now we've got a big, big, big, big
Mess on our hands tonight, on our hands
Don't give in, don't give up, I'll be gone
I don't look innocent enough
We're too young to be cynics, we won't wish any harm at all
Don't give in, don't give up
No one looks innocent with this big big mess on our hands
tonight
When it all comes crashing
12.Same Blood
Lyricist：William Beckett, Michael Carden, Michael Guy Chislett, Andy
Mrotek
Like a cold day in August
I was not prepared for this
You'd think that nobody noticed
The way that you still care about it
By all the people we'll need to love and hate
Everybody makes the same mistakes
Divided by these walls
Together we are lost
We are the same blood
All of us, we are, we are
While half of us were lost
The other half forgot
We are the same blood
We are the same blood
We are the same
You remind me of August
The way that I still care about
All the things that you promised
When I was still around
Pick you up and track you down
We are the same blood
All of us, we are, we are
While half of us were lost
The others half forgot
We are the same blood
We are the same blood
We are the same blood
We are the same
We are the same blood
All of us, we are, we are
We are the same blood
All of us, we are, we are
We are the same blood
Half of us were lost
The other half forgot
We are the same blood
We are the same blood
We are the same blood
We are the same blood
13.LAX to O'Hare
Lyricist：William Beckett, Michael Carden, Michael Guy Chislett, Andy
Mrotek
It was a plane ride from LAX to O'hare
And what happened next was a series of unfortunate events
Please stay tuned for what happened next
Life I breathe for you gives to me new wounds
To patch and dress as I reflect on what else I could give you
Maybe I should blindly throw my faith
Into the next thing that comes my way
Standing at the back door with the life that she left behind
Are we all the same behind the frame
Beneath the glass and fake last names？
Well, I've been waiting far too long to feel the sun on my back,
yeah
It was a big bang and a bright white light from nowhere
It turned my coach class window to
A first class seat on the evening news on NBC
The life I gave for you is yours so keep it, you ought to keep
it
If I had one last chance to take it all back
You know I'd take take take you
Maybe I should blindly throw my faith
Into the next thing that comes my way
Standing at the back door with the life that she left behind
Are we all the same behind the frame
Beneath the glass and fake last names？
I've been waiting far too long to feel the sun on my back
'Apologies are all we'll ever be', she said
Standing on the stairs, looking back, looking hard at me
'Well, life is long for those who have to wait', I said
It's the choice I had to make, the choice I had to make
The choice I had to
It was a plane ride
It was a plane ride
It was a plane ride
Well just a plane
Maybe I should blindly throw my faith
Into the next thing that comes my way
Standing at the back door with the life that I left behind
If we know the way we're gonna die
Through everything else we will survive
I've been waiting far too long to feel the sun on my back, yeah
But one day, I will stay
14.Toasted Skin
Lyricist：William Beckett, Michael Carden
So the season's changed your face
Toasted skin turned darker shades
So as to better disguise your figure from the streetlights
First floor window opened up
As you tip-toe on the back porch
To meet the new girl on the corner
Make your big plans for the summer
No one's gonna stay inside
We're singing, we are finally here
And we're not going nowhere without our friends
And we can't stop singing
Everybody's making sure we stay up till sunset
But we can't forget
If we ever find our way back
This is all we've got
So you borrow your best friend's Jeep
Cracked her windshield and lost her keys
Crashed the rich kids' parties
Got kicked off of private beaches
We introduced our friends to yours
And we would laugh while we were ignored
And from coast to coast, we'll soon disperse
But let's live tonight like it's our first
We've got fast food, tattoos, late talks, longer walks
Checkin' for the music, for the fireworks and alcohol
No one's gonna stay inside
We're singing, we are finally here
And we're not going nowhere without our friends
And we can't stop singing
Everybody's making sure we stay up till sunset
But we can't forget
If we ever find our way back
This is all we've got
I will never sleep in with the shades drawn
Casting shadows on my bed
No one's gonna stay inside
We're singing, finally here
(Fuck yeah!)
And we're not going nowhere without our friends
And we can't stop singing
Everybody's making sure we stay up till sunset
But we can't forget
If we ever find our way back
If we ever find our way back
First floor window opened up
As you tip-toe on the back porch
To meet the new girl on the corner
Make your big plans for the summer
If we ever find our way back
This is all we've got
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