1.Sweet Pea
Lyricist：Thomas Borshcheid, Adam Levy, Noah Levy, Trent Norton
There she goes
She walks like she'd rather not be in clothes
A seashell tear flows
Photographs and a waxed rose
A good soul everybody knows
Green her garden grows
She sits on a fence, Sweet Pea
I'll follow Sweet Pea
Oil cans for a giant heart
The children laughed trying on her shoes
Boys and girls watch her move
She sits on a fence, Sweet Pea
I'll follow Sweet Pea
I'll follow Sweet Pea
2.John Brown
Lyricist：Thomas Borshcheid, Adam Levy, Noah Levy, Trent Norton
Can you see a king
Suspend all disbelief
Walking through the bad part of town
Can you turn the other cheek
Can you forget that you were chattel
Bones in our closet always rattle
Caught in a steel trap
Memory serves, it's never gonna pass
Old John Brown
Can we keep from goin' down
Old John Brown
Can we keep from goin' down
A zealous one, born too soon
Could he see his city on a hill ruins
Caught in a steel trap
Memory serves, it's never gonna pass
Old John Brown
Can we keep from goin' down
Old John Brown
Can we keep from goin' down
Can you pray
Can you take that walk
From Harper's Ferry to Little Rock
Old John Brown
Can we keep from goin' down
Old John Brown
Can we keep from goin' down
3.Cherub
Lyricist：Thomas Borshcheid, Adam Levy, Noah Levy, Trent Norton
Lying on cotton sheets, you wish they were silk
If you can't get cream, settle for milk
Everything you touch seems to shatter
Egg shells and newsprint torn and tattered
There's a little boy with an arrow
You're so scared of, you shot the cherub
You shot the cherub
You finally got your sea legs
On a sinking ship
Put your while elephant to sleep
Eat your blue chip
There's a little boy with an arrow
You're so scared of, you shot the cherub
You shot the cherub
It's what it is and what it's not
Keep your guard up, get your shots
Take off your rose colored glasses
Your Sunday school classes are free
How it's cream and magic tangling off your knee
There's a little boy with an arrow
You're so scared of, you shot the cherub
You shot the cherub, you shot the cherub
You shot the cherub, you shot the cherub
Cherub, cherub, cherub
4.Those Things Are Hers
Lyricist：Thomas Borshcheid, Adam Levy, Noah Levy, Trent Norton
Here we are
We're finally alone now
It's just you and me
And the memories of her
Please don't go
Though I know that you're angry
Maybe we can kill these ghosts
With another glass of wine
There's the glass
That she pressed to her lips nightly
If you look
You can see a lipstick trace
There's the dress
That she wore so tightly
If you look in the mirror
You can see her standing there
Those things are hers
The ring and the glass and the bed that you lie on
And I got nerve
It's mean dragging up the past like she wasn't gone
And it's a curse, to live in the shadow of a memory
That just keeps hanging on
There's the ring
That once held us together
She wants it back
So I'm sending it next week
There's the coat
Of brown and dirty leather
She doesn't really need it
'Cause it's warm there out east
Those things are hers
The ring and the glass and the bed that you lie on
And I got nerve
It's mean dragging up the past like she wasn't gone
And it's a curse to live in the shadow of a memory
That just keeps hanging on
There's the lamp
That she turned off everynight
When she came to bed
And she held me in her arms
There's the door
That she walked through daily
And the place that I last saw her
When she walked out on me
Those things are hers
The ring and the glass and the bed that you lie on
And I got nerve
It's mean dragging up the past like she wasn't gone
And it's a curse to live in the shadow of a memory
That just keeps hanging on
To live in the shadow of a memory
But it'll fade just like a song
5.Into Thin Air
Lyricist：Thomas Borshcheid, Adam Levy, Noah Levy, Trent Norton
Behind shaky worship heaves a bitter moon
Mother wit and street smarts bloom
Things fall apart the center cannot hold
Women on rockets and the men all follow
There might not a file but they're keeping tabs on you
Oil on water and the turd in the Louvre
Turncoats smile and then they grieve
They dig your grave shallow so you can breathe
Into thin air
Into thin air
Into thin air
Into thin air
The yellow sun will someday smolder red
Cords and cables, steel and concrete lie useless and dead
No worms and blood, bones and hair
A paste less shell powders into thin air
Into thin air
Into thin air
Into thin air
6.Your Blue Door
Lyricist：Thomas Borshcheid, Adam Levy, Noah Levy, Trent Norton
Your blue door that I walked through before
First Sunday kiss I could not resist
Well have you come to tell the truth
Are you tired of roaming too
Would you go around with me
Would you take me out at two or three
Would you lie to me
With the cheapest form of flattery
Surprise me and read between my lines
Three shades of red
When I heard what you said
White knuckle road
I'm going down
Would you go around with me
Would you take me out at two or three
Would you lie to me
With the cheapest form of flattery
Surprise me and read between my lines
Between my lines
Your blue door it won't let them in anymore
And wind blowing through your screen
The candle's burning clean
I'm not green, I'm not green
Would you go around with me
Would you take me out at two or three
Would you lie to me
With the cheapest form of flattery
Surprise me and read between my lines
Your blue door that I walk through once more
Your red ripe fruit all hell breaks loose
Would you go around with me
Would you take me out at two or three
Would you lie to me
Will I be your favorite charity
Surprise me and read between my lines
Between my lines
7.Sans Sucre
Lyricist：Thomas Borshcheid, Adam Levy, Noah Levy, Trent Norton
Not far from the cradle close to the grave
You get out of bed but you're not that brave
You can scream but nobody's listening
Weren't you already kissing me
In your orchard you said you were tortured
You can take your case to the Geneva Convention
But they won't mention it
You're the big noise and I'm nothing
With a pillow my cries are muffled
But when you're playing with the big boys
Know they got each other covered
Weak and broken the fat lady's choking
I don't need clothes where I'm going to
Got my eyes on you Sans Sucre
With or without you, without you
You can just lie there and I'll stay
Everyone's been someone's worst lay
Don't forget me when I'm gone
Thank me later on
In your orchard you said you were tortured
You can take your case to the Geneva Convention
But they won't mention it Sans Sucre
With or without you, without you, without you
8.Seen a Ghost
Lyricist：Thomas Borshcheid, Adam Levy, Noah Levy, Trent Norton
Bells, they rang all night
Toss and turn, in your bed
Back to back
Your breaths are deep and pills
They help me go to sleep
And forget who I am
What I want
Where I'm going straight
I stand up on my artificial bones
I've just seen a ghost
To your past my favorite toast
Seen a ghost
Seen a ghost
Let down your rope
So I can crawl out of my head
I'm, I'm an open book
Have you read enough？
A bird that's full
Flies away straight
I stand up on my artificial bones
Won't you, won't you take me home
'Cause I can't leave you alone
Seen a ghost
Seen a ghost
Seen a ghost
9.Twitch
Lyricist：Thomas Borshcheid, Adam Levy, Noah Levy, Trent Norton
I'm climbing up your ladder now the next rung is thin air
I'm lying at your feet and you don't care
You're hog-tied on your dirty chair, you think that day is night
You're so far left, you think you're right
Sugar in my tank but I'm alright
You are the one, you are the one twitch in my eye
You are the one, you are the one, but I'm not blind
You are the twitch in my eye but I'm not blind
Pins and needles everywhere, I'm chewing on steel wool
The China shop is burning down waiting for a bull
The glue factory's got my name, a gathering of lies
Anticipating my imminent demise
Killing, killing me hardly now
Try to scream as you shut my mouth
You are the one, you are the one twitch in my eye
You are the one, you are the one twitch in my eye
You are the one, you are the one, but I'm not blind
You are the twitch in my eye, but I'm not blind
You're laughing, I'm going down
You're laughing, I'm going down
You're laughing, I'm going down
10.'Cut Me Loose, Napoleon'
Lyricist：Thomas Borshcheid, Adam Levy, Noah Levy, Trent Norton
When the fields are cracked and dry and all the crops are dead
Don't tell me that it's raining, when you're peeing on my head
I've got reliable sources giving me a clue
They're the tired horses that are dragging you
Found your hand in my pocket and an ear in my mail
You're the worm in silk clothing that ate his own tail
Saw you out last night sunglasses in a bar
But everybody knows
With your Ringling Brothers make-up on your trapeze
Everybody's scratching from your circus fleas
Found your hand in my pocket and an ear in my mail
You're the worm in silk clothing that ate his own tail
And if I can't ignore you
I'm getting happy for you
I'm getting happy for you
You took my breath away, now I want it back
Don't say I'm in the red when I'm in the black
And if I can't ignore you
I'm getting happy for you
I'm getting happy for you
And if I can't ignore you
I'm getting happy for you
I'm getting happy for you
11.Mainline
Lyricist：Thomas Borshcheid, Adam Levy, Noah Levy, Trent Norton
Take a walk with me behind the curtain
I know your friends are watching me
Can I plant my flag high upon your hilltop
So everyone can know I'm here to stay
There never seems to be enough
To fill my cup my darling
Can I mainline you again
Tumble down and spent entangled
The worms are looking for the dead
Can I crawl inside your every tiny alcove
You can knock me down and take my dying breath
Never seems to be enough
To fill my cup my darling
Can I mainline you again
So glad I found you
I'll never be the bird
Around your neck
Around your neck
There never seems to be enough
To fill my cup, my darling
Can I mainline you again
Can I mainline you again
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