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Diagnosis Negative
03:44
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it's hard to go after silence when you're a siren
and it's so easy to be complacent
when I'm not even sure of where my place is
I spend most of my time in
whoever's fucking basement
can handle a vagrant
no need to have some asshole
try to find my brain
I know I've been diagnosed as a waste
and it's the worst case
this feels like a bad habit
I should get over it, doesn't it
even though i play it safe all the time
nothing works out right
life's a joke, I'm the brunt of it
I spend most of my time in
whoever's fucking basement
can handle a vagrant
no need to have some asshole
try to find my brain
I know I've been diagnosed as a waste
and it's the worst case
the way we're killing ourselves
you'd think that we'd be sick of hell
it's been so hard
not to feel credible from the start
hard to forget all the things
that made us all who we are
I spend most of my time in
whoever's fucking basement
can handle a vagrant
I spend so much of my life
thinking everything will be alright
just to find out I've been wrong this whole time
it's hard
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Stupid
03:32
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I am a firework
stay away and you won't get hurt
I've blown so many holes in these morals
you can't see my character
so just call me stupid
and mean it
call me idiot
because I'll believe it
all these tools in your chest seem okay
but it ain't western medicine
and I can't erase
where is the bailout now for a miserable waste
and I can't explain
why I've been dragging you down
the best I know how
I see you shouting for help again
but your throat just won't open
it seems simple but it hurts
and you know it's harder work
than believing me over and over again
call me stupid
and mean it
call me idiot
because I'll believe it
all these pills in your hand seem okay
if they take me to hell again
and I can't erase
where is the bailout now for a miserable waste
and I can't explain
why I've been dragging you down
the best I know how
it's been thirty-five years
I've got a chin to match my pointy ears
a curve in my spine that leaves me
everyday less-inclined
to pick myself up off the ground
I've so politely dragged you down to
when your grandfather died
I didn't feel anything
except the inconvenience
of losing one night of drinking
and that'd be the perfect metaphor
if it wasn't the truth
so if you're getting bored, call me stupid
between my ears there's a silence
I can't let give me a big head
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3. |
Moving On Up
03:24
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when you lose your best friend
there's no solution that starts with
staring at the ceiling
but for me
it's worth every second spent in memory
So I may need a little time alone
spent the last night moving
these things are not my own
but that's my letter to follow
I just know I can't take this shit home
maybe this time
I'll sit back and watch you bleeding
and maybe next time
I'll react and you'll be fine
got me terrified to bits
my life is worth less than shit
but that's my pill to swallow
just not sure if I can handle it
maybe this time
I'll sit back and watch you bleeding
and maybe next time
I'll react and you'll be fine
these hard days are always
we make a bit of progress
then we give it away
this heartache is a mainstay
we have all these problems
but we're too dumb to say
these hard days are always
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Downside Salesman Chicago, Illinois
Downside Salesman is a punk band from Chicago, Illinois.
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Bobby - Vox/Guitar
Joey - Bass/Vox
Alissa - Drums
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