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Downer
02:16
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Everyone I know is changing faster than I am
I'm the stone that never rolls
I just sit in the tall grass
And watch all the little ones roll
Further away from my plans
I can't seem to get a grip
It's all slipping out of my hands
The last train is leaving
And I ain't getting aboard
Ain't got nowhere to be
So I'm staying put
And I guess I always knew
It would end up like this
Every good chance I had
I just couldn't help but miss
Yes I know tomorrow
Will surely do me wrong
Another day is another dream
Thrown to the dogs
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2. |
Like A Broken Record
02:35
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Does anyone have some new chords for me to play?
I ran through all the good ones, and now my songs all sound the same
I wanna hear the record skip
I wanna hear you say it again
Let me know you’re really there
And not a whispering ghost
Blowing unseen kisses in the air
Does anyone have some new ideas for me to peddle as my own?
I’m starting to forget the basics
And now the math ain’t adding up
I wanna hear the record skip
I wanna hear you say it again
Let me know you’re really there
And not a branch being blown
Against a window in the thunderous rain
I wanna hear you say it again
I wanna hear you say it again
How long you think the record will spin?
I don’t want it to ever end
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3. |
Dirty
03:31
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I am heading for the clearance rack
With a fist full of coupons
Gonna get me some second hands
And put ‘em on before I wash ‘em off
Yes dirt is a warm friend
So I’m caking myself in mud
Bleaching bones is a fools game
Some stains don’t ever come off
I never really knew
What I was supposed to do
I guess I’ll blame it on you baby
I Never meant for you
To see my messy room
I guess I couldn’t fool ya baby
Wish I had all my thoughts back
Got a buggy creepin up my skin
Wanna sit in a hot bath
Get all this funky junk up off my...
But I don’t care much about that
I kinda feel the same thing everyday
Dirty pretty and ashamed
Take more than showers to wash that away
Stuck in this filthy room
Looking at pictures of you
Wondering what else I can ruin baby
Don’t matter what we do
It’s all gonna fall through
Who did I think I was fooling baby
Never really knew
What I was supposed to do
I guess I’ll blame it on you baby
Never meant for you
To figure out the truth
I guess I couldn’t fool ya baby
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4. |
Well Wisher
02:33
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Down here at the bottom of the well
I’ve got enough coins for a full day at the arcade
And I’m gonna beat the last level of every game
I’m a master player
I’m a bowser basher
A true dragon slayer
All of those fools think that they’re wishing for something
When really they’re financing my smashing of these buttons
Up here in my stone cold tower
I’ve got enough hair for a whole squad to climb up the walls
And save me from myself
So I hit up the barber shop
And shaved it all off
Don’t want a visit
From a horny Mario
Those fat little fools think that they’re saving something
When really they’re just feeding their need to be something
And depending on the weather I can really be something
Just call me princess peach and I’ll start waiting for something
Or call me prince charming and I’ll start looking for something
At the end of the day it still adds up to nothing
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5. |
Mole
03:22
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Its better than I thought
Sitting here in the dark
Can’t see nothing but my ghostly little thoughts
And they’re so warm draped over me
Out there in the streets
It’s as cold as can be
And ain’t nobody got any love for the fiends
Yea it’s so hard staying clean
I can see by those scars that you know what I mean
Please won’t you keep me away from the cracks in the wall
No I don’t wanna slip into the rabbit hole
Where the lean and hungry critics get it all wrong
So between these two mirrors I’ll keep singing along
To eternal applause
It’s worse than I thought
Wandering through the thick fog
Blind as a bat and hungry as a hog
And it’s so wrong not knowing you
Here in the house there ain’t any doubt
That the shadow of you casts a deafening sound
And its so loud
I don’t recognize whats coming out your mouth
Please won’t you keep me away from the cracks in the wall
No I don’t wanna slip into the rabbit hole
Where the lean and hungry critics get it all wrong
Here between these two mirrors we just sing along
To eternal applause
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6. |
Let It Go
03:26
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Its better than I thought
Sitting here in the dark
Can’t see nothing but my ghostly little thoughts
And they’re so warm draped over me
Out there in the streets
It’s as cold as can be
And ain’t nobody got any love for the fiends
Yea it’s so hard staying clean
I can see by those scars that you know what I mean
Please won’t you keep me away from the cracks in the wall
No I don’t wanna slip into the rabbit hole
Where the lean and hungry critics get it all wrong
So between these two mirrors I’ll keep singing along
To eternal applause
It’s worse than I thought
Wandering through the thick fog
Blind as a bat and hungry as a hog
And it’s so wrong not knowing you
Here in the house there ain’t any doubt
That the shadow of you casts a deafening sound
And its so loud
I don’t recognize whats coming out your mouth
Please won’t you keep me away from the cracks in the wall
No I don’t wanna slip into the rabbit hole
Where the lean and hungry critics get it all wrong
Here between these two mirrors we just sing along
To eternal applause
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7. |
Noise
05:55
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Hey invisible listener
It’s nice not to meet you
This is my newest song
It’s all about you
Sometimes it gets so heavy
Sometimes it feels so light
You’re stuck somewhere in between
Don’t know if you’re low or high.
You’ve got hella problems
Even tho ur first world blessed
You never know when you’re happy
But you always know when you’re depressed
You go to the parties
And put on your prettiest dress
You love all the homies
Fuck all of the rest
Yes it’s sad sad scene, you and you and you and me
Just looking for excuses to make believe
Because nothing ever ends up
Being as pretty as it first seems
Every flame that you love will burn up
As if it had never been
Hey omnipotent listener
It’s so bad not knowing you
Did you find my message in a bottle?
That actually wasn’t meant for you
I was writing to someone else
That I used to know
Don’t remember what they looked like
All that remains is the faintest smell
But all of my dogs got there noses chopped off
And now the scent is dry
How the hell can I find you
If you insist on hiding?
Come on and show yourself
The parties almost over
I really hate having to sing this song
Now everyone knows I’m a loner
Yes It’s a sad sad scene, you and you and you and me
Just looking for excuses to make believe
Because nothing ever ends up
Being as pretty as it first seems
Every flame that you love will burn up
As if it had never been
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8. |
Fool's Gold
03:44
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It’s been awhile since I’ve seen you in these parts
Chasing shadows down the lane
Must be hard coming back to the start
You were better off in your cage
But somewhere you got lost
Following bread crumbs
It’s been awhile since I played that part
Or even stood on a stage
Gave it my all ever each and every night
Read it straight from the page
But somewhere I got lost
Laying down bread crumbs
The trail that we left was an edible mess
That got eaten while leading us home
And while you withered away
I ate my own weight in fools gold
It’s been awhile since we sang that tune
I’ve since forgotten all of the words
I used to be your karaoke king
Before all of the lines were blurred
Yea somewhere we got lost
Following bread crumbs
It wasn’t that long ago I believed
We were sticking to the script
Now I know that that boy was a joke
Leading his heart on a whim
Somewhere he got lost
Eating up breadcrumbs
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Xander Whistler Los Angeles, California
Xander Whistler is an LA based singer-songwriter and producer.
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