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About Tree Fiddy
02:48
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Driving off the edge when a lower cliff would’ve done just fine
Scatter the evidence, escape the scene of the crime
Dead end, nowhere left to go
No friends, at least it seems to be so
We need backup so call dispatch
HELP
Someone call the operator
Does the police sketch match the look of the perpetrator
Or was it one, was it one
You thought looked good guilty
Driving off the edge when a lower cliff would’ve done just fine
Scatter the evidence, escape the scene of the crime
This is not a test
This is an emergency
Please do not adjust your sets
This is an emergency
Fire away from a close range
That’s not what I meant when I said
Not by a long shot
Chorus
Someone call the operator
Someone call a brain surgery
Rewire the parts they deem unfit
Call it an armistice
Fire away
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2. |
Fade
03:41
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She’s got me twisted
She took a shot and missed it
Making waves like hurricanes
Give my all to stay sane
The end betrays the means, and my seams are bursting
But what I’ve found in you it seems to be the worst
And I am
Falling, falling face first
While she persisted, to make sure my heart went missing
Well I can’t afford your ransom
Why don’t you ever listen?
The end betrays the means, and my seams are bursting
But what I’ve found in you it seems to be the worst
And I am
Falling, falling face first
It seems to me like all you want is to breathe
So take the air out of my sky
It’s getting hard to see the finish through the fog
Of the memories we made
So just let it fade
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3. |
The Red in Redemption
02:40
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Though it hurts, sometimes it’s worth it
Not recently
It’s been deceiving me
This pain that I’ve been receiving
Self inflicted soul stitches I’m bleeding
I feel it inside my bones
But I guess I’ll do this alone
So how does it feel to be left out
How does it feel to be on your own
All of these words that I left out
I’m not going on
So I can try to end it
Try to defend it
But you’re the reason for my madness
I’m begging you for some kind of reckoning
This is my redemption
Please give me something
Chorus
I found out that there’s no other way
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4. |
Honey Cheese Curls
02:41
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Desperate for your attention
Can barely finish this sentence
So what am I to do with myself
I think I’m in need of your help
You had me completely lost for words
And in need of explanation
Do you have the drugs to calm my nerves
Get rid of this desperation
I think I’ve found a simple remedy
It’s made up of all the things we could’ve been
It’s gone from dusk to dawn in the blink of an eye
Can you stand the test
Face what’s left
in a clever disguise
There’s a certain symmetry
Being thrown out to sea by you
The worst has yet to come
Cause this has just begun
There’s no need to run
No need to run
Just load up your gun
Load up your gun
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Antidote
03:11
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Let out before this overheats
Second chances come in sevens
And then they repeat
They leave you out, leave you out
Forget about, forget about this
We’ve all been down so don’t sweat it
These four walls make it alright
You’re not broken you’re just dented
We’ll raise our glass for you tonight
Tonight
Let out, let go breathe in deep
This is not the end of your life
You will continue to thrive, survive
Even though we don’t make it out alive
Chorus
When you feel that there’s no hope
This is the antidote
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Shots Called Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
indie rock, and then some
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