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You like
Trapped mind
Under my dirty fingernails
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Dirt blind
No time
For falling down the stairs
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(hook)
You know you need it
You won’t concede it
It’s not conceited
If you believe it, baby
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You'll find
Unkind
Is hanging on the walls everywhere
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In time
Short climb
Strap you in your rocking chair
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(hook)
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Interlude
00:34
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OOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooooOOOOooohhhhhhh
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Piscean
03:24
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Living in the hypothetical seems nice, but be hard up for life you might, no more bright than a night light so exit well-lit stage right
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Cheap flights free of sin tax and syntax and tight straps made of philosophical wax, hardened by methodical, mythological, and not at all
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*Why don’t you make up my mind
Why don’t I make up your mind
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Life in the hypothetical feels right but not so right, the right thing is everything and nothing, miles distant and touching, feeling just a little something til the clock comes crushing
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*X4
Floating down any river, floating down
Floating down, starting comes easy, stop and drown
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4. |
It's Not So Late
03:43
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Park in the front yard
Shake the pollen from the trees
Loosened by the summer breeze
There’s wine in the kitchen
It’s an 09’ beaujolie
Not-too-bad cheap burgundy
(It’s not)
So late
Drive to the back door
Ticket punched for who’s not me
We’ll escape this easily
Tripping red carpet
Arm locked, climbing up the stairs
No one seeing what you’re wearing yet
(We’re not)
Too late
Say what I can’t say
Our filter’s getting thin
This is some predicament we’re in
Park in the front yard
Stab and pick the icebox free
Wonder how could ever me and she
(It’s not)
Too late
(Is it)
Too late
(It’s not)
So late
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Positive Spin
02:58
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I wish I didn't love you
The way I do
It shows me how to hurt you
And let's you hurt me too
The inside of your head is
A place I know well
At least that's what I think as I'm starting to sink, I feel I'm on the brink of your personal Hell and I can't...
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I can touch your body
I can touch your face
Wrap my arms around you
Try to close the space
But you'll never tell me
Everything is wrong
You won't see me dying
Until your eyes are gone
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And when those eyes are dead and gone
And time has dulled the ache
Those eyes will see we both were wrong
We buried ourselves in mistake after mistake after mistake after mistake...
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I wish you would open
Open up your heart
Our love isn't broken
Despite this ugly start
So if you show me your soul
I will show you mine
I can't wait I can't wait, but this day's getting late, we're re-writing our fate til the end of all time and I can't...
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I can't take this ugly conundrum we're in
Although I still feel like it's a game we'll win
So let's you and me take a positive spin
I'm sure we'll find something we like
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Ripped Jesus
01:27
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Ripped Jesus
Abs a'glistening on the cross
Ripped Jesus
All humanity was lost
Tell me what did it cost
For your gym membership
Did they give you a discount?
Ripped Jesus
Oh Jesus
Such a model citizen
Ripped jesus
You must get all the women
She was a 9 or 10
Think i heard her say
'You wanna go back to my place?'
Ripped Jesus
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We're So Hip Orlando, Florida
We're So Hip is a solo project in virtually every sense of the term. Partin Whitaker (Mobella, Savi Fernandez Band, Diocious), has expanded beyond his drum set to write, arrange, sing and play every note on this EP. Recorded in his living room with the help of Crew Carter of ImPROvisions (engineer, co-producer), We're So Hip is loud, grungy rock and roll. Nothing fancy here; it's straight forward. ... more
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