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Lung Benders
04:55
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Take your fond memories of how you thoughts this to be
was it real? does it feel like it used to?
See the towns in the south,
build them up, pull them down.
When you're there, do they feel like they used to?
Steady hearts change their minds
different places and times put those things where they were
like you're used to.
We're all fools for a fire
and I watched it flicker till it burned
it's happening again.
It's happening again, like it used to
Hold the wheel
until your knuckles turn from white to gray
when they do, let it go
It's happening again
It's happening again
It's happening again like it used to
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Give. Take. Take.
03:56
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The tension in this room, the thickest I have known.
The pressure starts to push my shoulders to my toes
prospects for a life where nothing can be owed
where no one gets it all, no one gets it all
Had I known how selfish I’d be
then I’d care how careless I’d been
take all, take all those simple needs
Bring leaders to their greeds
and paupers to their knees
but we expect them all, as much as we can take
Egos to be fed by praise from which they feast
a longing to be loved by everyone we meet
Safety in our homes and mouths that we can feed
The feeling we deserve the lives we never reach
Moment we can touch but rarely ever keep
Oxygen and death are our only guarantees
With everything I have, there’s voids I’ll always taste
Cause no one gets it all, no one gets it all
Egos to be fed by praise from which they feast
a longing to be loved, by everyone we meet
Safety in our homes and mouths that we can feed
the feeling we deserve the lives we never reach
But moments we can touch but rarely ever keep
when oxygen and death are our only guarantees
with everything I have, there’s voids I’ll always taste
cause no one gets it all
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Greens Into Blue
04:21
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I'm reaching out to tell you that the words you wrote spoke to me.
The sentiments you shared were so strong that they found me the same.
Now I see with all the clarity I've chased for so long In this water there's a place for me, eager and calm.
Now I see myself under the sea lights, out where the greens blend with the blues
Let me be clear, so that the next time you're afraid to leave, you're reminded what it's like to be a stranger to the life you really want Say what you will, do what you can, live to the point that you're forced to expand. Standards are cause for everyones flaws, so feel what you feel, or don't feel at all
Life gives us bitter hands, that I haven't sold my center to... until now. I float with the ocean waves, washing over me, cause the fact's that I never felt a thing from my body falling. I just needed to know, was this where it ends or where it begins
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Honest Views
01:48
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From the back of an old commuter train
squeaky wheels drive the workers towards their days
I could ask what it means to be afraid
and you'll explain what you really meant to say
Honest views show the past in clearer ways
but there's just some things that you can not unsay
all that matters is you're aware
when it's done, give it space, let it breathe
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5. |
Information
03:59
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I could spend my days with information
a life devoid of true content
I could waste my time on misconceptions
first they're born, then they're spread, then they're meant
I believe our lives all hold potential
the gift of growth expands the known
but because I believe doesn't make it real
now it's time I admit I've been wrong
I need a life with far less hesitation
because waiting's just a privilege from my youth
As I start to feel the years pulling at my skin
the gravity, it thickens then it thins
I'm questioning the things that I once perceived to be true
Now I'm not sure I believe them
Now hanging from the walls
the writings and the words to all these songs
and now it's like the meaning's don't quite fit
It's time that I clear these walls
I'm not sure I believe it
even though I'm told
it doesn't make it so
I've been wrong, I've been wrong
Because I believed didn't make it real
now it's time to admit I've been wrong
now it's time to admit I've been wrong
now it's time to admit I've been wrong
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6. |
Tiny Dots
02:37
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You can promise me opportunity
I should see it through if it comes to me
but there's no such thing as circumstance
we just find ourselves where we find our needs
Now I see them all right in front of me
and I'm watching them looking back at me
and in times I feel the stares too deep
I just alter the parts they can see
I make myself change from the person I want to be
to the the one I think I someday should become
You can promise me security
but this sense of calm just feels fake to me
because there's no such thing as permanence
we're just tiny dots on a big blue beads
we just float along until we recognize
that we only count in each others eyes
Now these songs we feel we need to sing
can be sung alone or in harmony
I'm awake every night
I'm aware, I'm alive
because this notion I'm a mortal being
keeps me shaking myself from my sheets
I'll make myself change
from the person I used to be
to the one I know I someday could become
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7. |
Slow Burn Dopamine
03:48
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Setting off like a west bound vagabond
free to go, you can roam, now you can go
Making time to beat the sun before it greets the trees
Make it feel like a great awakening
comforting like a slow burn dopamine
feeding off the fleeting feats of fleeing dreams
Colorful, though every shade I'm shown,
nothing beats the sight of those desert hues
orange, red, and yellow tones
Pace yourself in decades by the spacing of ten years
and allow the world to crumble at your toes
look how far you've come from just how far you can go
and allow yourself to call this place a home
You can go, you go now you can go, free to roam, now you can go
But first, rewrite the parts until they resonate
then listen close, because everything relates
and no one hears the words you never say
so say them now
before our drying tongues begin to dissipate
and empty mouths are all we can display
say them now, say them now, say them now.
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8. |
Progress For People
03:43
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We can't paint with broad strokes expecting precision
so we'll narrow our focus to see what we're missing
slowly but surely, we'll kill off our darlings
because stories with endings are just far more inviting
we'll take the weights of these massive decisions
when we know they've been under envisioned
nobody sees it the ways that they should
Keeping our time here
Keeping our times here
Flags half the mast, where they stay barely risen
no pause to oppression, just reactive divisions
progress for people, with values and worth
until they have no worth anymore
we're keeping our time here
we're keeping our time here
we're keeping our time here
we're keeping our time here
Show us faces of fear made from merciless man
show us shame by design, hate instead of love
show us armies of those not willing to follow them
We could turn it around, if we could figure it out
we could have it again, we could make it work
take the parts from the whole, dismantle the great machine
Show us mercy of man, where religion divides
all the colorful creeds show us unity
or the oceans will rise to swallow this world we've seen
We could turn it around, we could have it again
learn to take from the earth, then to give it back
we could swallow our pride or swallow the salty seas
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9. |
White Space
01:42
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10. |
Fickle Human Beings
05:06
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We dress the babies in the palest whites
we keep the glare out of their newborn eyes
with drapes we hang just to block the sun from the room
I still remember we were walking back
the trees, the airplanes and the tire tracks
and all these things that linger in a past I have known
I spent it dreaming of another time
another ripple to an endless line
or those who said that we don't want to know
but now it's all we really want to know
What's it like to forget the names
to change where we've been
when it's not in my life anymore
it's not in my sights anymore
I can't call this mine anymore
Well now I know how riches feel
now I know what this attention means
now I know what it's like to be
just a watching eye under watchful eyes
My skin is thinner but it still feels thick
I'll be ready when the sickness hits
we're only healthy until we're not and then we just wait it out
and we wait it out
So I'll wait it out
but the time won't come
like I thought it would
And I can't just say
that I can let it go
when I know I won't
I'll just stay right here
because I just can't leave
like I know I should
Give me tired eyes
give me weaker limbs
make me work for them
Even if it takes me ten more years
I'll never starve for what I seek
I'll just wait it out, and I'll wait it out, and I'll wait it out....
Until it's not in my life anymore
until it's not in my sights anymore
until I can't call this mine anymore
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Vinny Vegas Baltimore, Maryland
Vinny Vegas is a 5 piece rock band from Baltimore, MD, USA. Living proof that a musical act can thrive without abandoning the DIY aesthetic, the band has self-released three critically acclaimed E.P’s and self-booked/funded many tours over their five-year existence. With each release, Vinny Vegas has shown the kind of growth that can only occur when artists maintain control over their own career. ... more
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