1.Carry Me
Lyricist：Joshua Stone Abbott, Michael J Fadem, Holly Miranda Grice,
Alexander David Lipsen
Yeah, so I'll be on my way
With only memories to fade
And all I carry with me
All the things I never see
I'm gonna look now
If I jump and fall and land
Flat on my face again
Then I know this too shall pass
'Cause never ever really lasts
No not even the bad
And it's true my heart's a mess
Oh, but it was never really clean I guess
I have said all I will confess to you
Now it's just open road and open eyes
And right where the water meets the sky
Is where I'll hold you my dear
No you'll never be so near
As when my eyes are on the horizon
And it's true my heart's a mess
Oh, but it was never really clean I guess
I have said all I will confess to you
2.How Now
Lyricist：Joshua Stone Abbott, Michael J Fadem, Holly Miranda Grice,
Alexander David Lipsen
Frankly I'm not impressed
With the issue you've undressed
And you never come around
Little fingers creep up and under my neck tie
You can bury me with your bullets and your smile
They're one and the same and I won't blame you for trying
You can bury me with your bullets and your crime
They're one and the same and I won't blame you for trying
It's a stop in every town
Turn the ground upside down
When you say the world is there for me
Too bad I never liked the taste of oysters
You can bury me with your bullets and your smile
They're one and the same and I won't blame you for trying
You can bury me with your bullets and your crime
They're one and the same, I won't blame you for trying
You don't scare me with your tiny little eyes
A ring of the neck, I'll steal your breath when you are sighing
You can bury me with your bullets and your crime
They're one and the same, I won't blame you for trying
3.Organs On The Kitchen Floor
Lyricist：Joshua Stone Abbott, Michael J Fadem, Holly Miranda Grice,
Alexander David Lipsen
Say, say you want to go, well, then don't hesitate
It's been so long since you've been clear on anything
Lovers and police pull you back every time
And you ran with your hand in your mouth and a smoking gun
So don't leave your organs on the kitchen floor
And don't forget to close the door
'Cause I am always here
There I am but where is he
You're living with mom again
You're waiting for will to kick in again
You're doing time at the food mart
With your eye on your purse
And your thumb in your heart
And then there's that saying that if you love something
you have got to set it free
But if it comes back then you are just
You're as broke as can be
So don't leave your organs on the kitchen floor
And don't forget to close the door
'Cause I am always here
There I am but where is he
It's been a long time coming
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