So Good At Being In TroubleNow that you're gone it's been a long, lonely time
It's a long, sad, lonely time
Rolling along I'm in a strange state of mind
It's a strange, old state of mind
Memories they mess with my mind
Who am I to deny
Extreme Wealth and Casual Cruelty"Extreme Wealth And Casual Cruelty"
A ghost by any other name
She’s just a frozen satellite
She’ll close her mouth and kiss with her eyes
A rose just goes insane
She spoke soft prose in Catalan
But goes further south when she speaks her mind
Faded In The MorningWords are floating through the windows and in the house
She blows them away faded in the morning time
Haters with their hearts asunder
Will ruin our parade faded in the morning time
Walking through the winter markets and all
The horses floated away faded in the morning time
Sun is rising, stings my eyes
And don't wanna die today faded in the morning time
Ffunny FfriendsDon't be surprised if we try to be right
Well, love is much more than good and bad, ooh
I rely all of my life, all of my life on my funny friends
I rely all of my life, all of my life on my funny friends
Who gives a damn if we throw the dice?
Well, love is much more than good advice, ooh
First World ProblemWhen I woke
I found my phone in the bed clothes
and the curtain glowed crimson through the window
To think of her was to want her
Would you want me too?
She's got it all and yet
She's betting all she has on a first world problem
From The SunIsolation can put a gun your hand
It can put a gun your hand, it can put a gun your hand
If you need to you can get away from the sun
You can get away from the sun, you can get away from the sun
If you need to you can get away from the sun
If you need to you can throw away the only one
I'm so tired, I can never lay down my head
MonkiHe wants to give her everything she wants
All of the sins in her mind
All of her enemies fallen and cryin'
All of the tear drops on her tongue
It's in her conscience
That whatever god gives
Her someone to mourn
Multi-LoveChecked into my heart and trashed it like a hotel room
Who is your God? Where is she?
She wants to bury me in Austin under Uchiko.
She don't want to be a man or a woman
She wants to be your love
Multi-Love
All of the other stalker daughters dragged her under
No Need For A LeaderSomething wicked this way comes, we don't like to fall
But when we come down we lose it all
Then we open someone new, we eat their bones
And wonder why they have no bones left
Maybe one day we'll find, we have no need for a leader
I watch the faces on a screen, no question
One At A TimeI'm only floating on the breeze, sweet dreams are falling from the trees
I'm on my knees, I'm fumbling through my pockets for my keys
One at a time, mama please
I'm only lonely through the night, I'm sweating, fretting through the flight
I'm out of the sight, I'm crying, I am flying like a kite
One at a time, out of sight
One at a time, one at a time, one at a time, one at a time
PuzzlesAmerica, open up your door
Is it right to always fight against the other?
What is a "person of color?
Is it wrong to have zone that isn't monochrome?
Einstein's brain is kept at Princeton University
Please don't ask it questions
Secret XtiansI'm going to hide from the rain, I am tired of running
Round while these nuns eat my grain
Ransacking, wolfpacking rats in a cult of fame, so lame
Secret christians are all the same, don't be grumpy and cold
If you want to I can burn up a hole in this coal
Don't be surprised if it warms up right when we die tonight
Secret xtians are not too bright
So Good At Being In TroubleNow that you're gone, it's been a long, lonely time
It's a long, sad, lonely time
Rolling along, I'm in a strange state of mind
It's a strange old state of mind
Memories, they mess with my mind, who am I to deny?
She was so good at being in trouble, so good at being in trouble
So good at being in trouble, so good at being in trouble
Strangers Are Strangecan't be my friend
can't be my friend
its fun to pretend
that were not in love
so we can fall in to love again
can't be my friend
The Opposite Of AfternoonOvercast in the good of the night, it's alright
Moles are crashing out of the dirt
Oil is in the cradle of its golden moon tonight
Bones are broken, veins are open
All done in the opposite of afternoon
Overcast in the good of the night, it's alright
The World is CrowdedThe world is crowded
Did your doctor prescribe me, baba?
(Woo) The world is crowded
Did your doctor prescribe me for what ails you, dear?
Yes you did
She made me buy her a chameleon
With each eye on a different sun
Thought BalluneBuilding islands in the sky while I'm a prisoner in my mind
Will my mommy tell me why? Sometimes a wrong is a right
I'm a smiling alligator and I tell lies that ring true later
So much air when we inflate, a thought ballune
Flying out into the night, why do I feel so uptight?
Is it darkness or the light? Sometimes a wrong is a right