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1.
Little darling Know when I lie I only want to lie with you Build myself up and die alone AND WE ALL WISH WE LIVED IN NEW YORK. OR SMALL TOWNS IN VIRGINIA Rosaries hung from the hands of a sinner It’s all of us It’s all of us taking that shaky ride Ooh little darling I'm so much smaller than you know AND WE ALL WISH WE LIVED IN NEW YORK. OR SMALL TOWNS IN VIRGINIA hold me out Then throw me down Out those double doors It's the right thing to do Right thing to do GO RAISE YOUR KIDS SOMEWHERE ELSE (SHOUT THIS AT OUR SHOWS PLEASE) AND WE ALL WISH WE LIVED IN NEW YORK. OR SMALL TOWNS IN VIRGINIA
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5202 03:28
Finish up, meg ryan Cause i can’t be the same In this goddamn pressure cooker I’m much colder, in the windows I’ve grown older, with the widows There’s no more green, no more me Stealing books Burning them up with my attention Sitting down never felt so good I’ve paved a road with my intentions I can’t remember the things I’ve said And I’m sorry Will you Remember that Longer times have passed Than what we’re living now But it’s just a game Stealing books Burning them up with my attention Sitting down never felt so good I’ve paved a road with my intentions Theories, to you Of working too long and too hard Far too many hours And now you’re grown up You’ve become familiar to me Stealing youth back from your parents
3.
Complex(SLC) 00:51
302 miles north Just over four hours away Lies a city that I love But could never live in Crowd surfing and parking tickets One way streets, traffic as usual Am I choking because Cameron is smoking Or has the air up here Really got that bad Record stores and thrift shops places to buy flip-flops run solely on capitalism this towns a fucking mall There's a lot to do just cough up the money but if you're broke this shit aint even funny Making our way through Salt Lake City, Utah.
4.
Everything is the same Write on my body Words, Not eyes Don't just look at me, baby It doesn't matter, anymore Were in the same place now The world ended years ago And I never saw you leave Aren't you too late? Sad Sad Pools Heat sinking asphalt and faded, chalk maps How is it that you Lost out on a good bitch Coming back at me Sidewalks and ash trees Come up the driveway, honey. Fuck me good Sad sad pools Heat sinking asphalt and faded, chalk maps. How is it that you lost out on a good bitch Goddamn it Goddamn it Goddamn It
5.
Losing Weight You don’t own anything Softer still Rusting out of your clothes Tell me how what you’re doing is different When you’ll finally change things If this life you’re leading Needs a hand God knows you’re a lovely mess And I'm just in the kitchen And I'm cooking something good Doesn’t fucking matter Doesn’t fucking matter It’s close quarters There’s no doors I might be sitting down Faced with Leavin Shock rockers Stay here Like soup kitchen staff Who were really the first ones here God knows you’re a lovely mess And it doesn’t fucking matter Doesn’t fucking matter Doesn’t fucking matter We both know Three hours can be real far And that hotel rooms The real parking lot The assassin, bullshit beaches, and settings How fast can you get here I’m so pent up Harder than you are right? God knows you’re a lovely mess And it doesn’t fucking matter Doesn’t fucking matter Doesn’t fucking matter
6.
I'm sitting on the road Smoking these god damn cigarettes Looking at the stars And fucking screaming your name Because it's the only thing left That makes me feel alive Though it still kills me to hear it everyday Can we pretend You're not breaking my heart Can we pretend You're not leaving for good You said you'd always be here for me But we both know You were lying through your teeth The week before You told me you loved me And you told me we weren't over But now you won't even tell me If you're doing okay I called you up the other day And you just ignored me And now I’m choking at the thought Of whose bed you’re in And who’s got your time And now I'm hung up On this empty line The silence muting my thoughts This feeling in my gut Says that I should stop But I guess I just care too much The river down the street Offers a comforting embrace With a promise to silence Memories of us To mend my heart And lay it down On the river floor That I will soon make my new home And if you find me Don’t be sad I just did what I felt was right I’m sorry to leave you here all alone But if you could leave me and still be okay Why can’t I leave you and hope you’ll stay the same
7.
Funeral Song 01:05
Haven't been to any of my dead friends funerals Not even my best friends dads It seems like even when it can't get worse I know deep down it can And I'm fucking conflicted. I'm damn near torn to shreds My head hurts and my body aches and I can't fall asleep in my own bed. Ate dinner at his house a week before he drank himself to death and it was scary as hell to imagine the way that his kids felt it really fucked me up I broke down crying in the auditorium and I was bracing myself for the hell that was to come Why is it That the good ones gotta go and leave us here all alone his house hasn't been the same since.
8.
My old best friend from Oregon Is either dead or living on the streets And she's probably still shooting up and passing out At every party in her town. Rehab didn’t help her much She was gone for about a month And when she got out She called me up And that night she relapsed again. So kill your local heroin dealer Take that needle out of your arm So kill your local heroin dealer You're doing yourself and everyone else harm. We've lost a lot of greats who chased that dragon And through their art They still live on. But wouldn’t it be great If they were still up on the stage Instead of in the ground Rotting in their graves. So kill your local heroin dealer Take that needle out of your arm So kill your local heroin dealer You're doing yourself and everyone else harm.
9.
No Time 02:10
I think it’s comforting Knowing I’ve seen Grass stains on her knees Sat straight up, sleepless night I saw a little girl with four eyes Maybe We Adopted Come Here Quick There’s NO time, just get on I know more than I let on You talk in your sleep I’m In A Cold Sweat Less love More budoir photography God Damn But when I think of you No blinding flashes, blurry vision Scary minded individuals Was it Really all that bad I can’t see you anymore In my own head Love, it’s only been hours Leave me alone

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released July 2, 2016

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Drinking Contest With ALF Saint George, Utah

Drinking Contest With ALF is a St. George, Utah based folk punk-ish group. It's just three friends making music and having a good time. And hey, if you donate actual money that's okay too.

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