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You Got A Problem
03:25
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Seems like you dignity is drowning in your drink tonight
‘Cause when that bottle drops, your insecurities all come to light
Hips shaking, baby, don’t you know you’re breaking hearts?
Instead of following through, you build ‘em up and then you fall apart
Don’t come running back, crying when you lose control
‘Cause you know I hate telling you I told you so
But even when your heart sinks down to your shoes
You ain’t got a right to be singing the blues
‘Cause you ain’t got a problem with me, you got a problem with you
I love you like your brother, but I’m not your fucking mother, you know
I can’t hold all your promises the second that your wits let go
Sifting through the room, reeking of perfume and aftershave
Waiting on a boy with another ploy to make you cave
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The Revolutionists
03:15
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I’ve got a little secret that I want to share with you
You can’t rely on government and expect to make it through
‘Cause wars, and chores, and veteran bores control society
So I’m starting a revolution to mix things up today
Common sense is the first step toward rebellion, so gather round my friends
Let me show you all the fabrication that plagues our residence
Take heed of the forces that surround you, strengthen your defense
Pick up your arms, for we are the revolutionists
Politicians take fair warning, activists beware
My lungs are full of anarchy and they’re polluting all the air
While men and women and children alike are gathered in the streets
All shouting “Save yourselves!” as the world falls to its knees
With all the fighting over, dirty deeds all done
We’ve got to sit and ask ourselves “What have we won?”
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Rabbit Hole
03:41
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I feel you pulling on me, trying to drag me down
Into your psychosocial battleground
You keep on digging deeper, looking for a sign, but
No drink can shrink your problems all down to size
You’re falling back like you’re under attack
But you’ve run out of slack for me to give you
You’ve got some nerve thinking that you’ll be heard
When what you’ve got to say’s got you playing the fool
So down you go
Down the rabbit hole
Down you go
A victim of your own imagination
You’ve got me talking backwards, patching up your tracks
To keep your mental image of life intact
You’ve got me writing ravens into the frame while
Your silhouette continues to light the flames
You’re like a deck of cards
Without a queen of hearts
Waiting on the world to fall apart
And with an evil grin
Fall victim to your sins
And dress it up as art
The vapor curls around your vacant stare
My protest blows right by you like you’re not there…
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1996
04:32
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If it was 1996, I’d be fine
‘Cause the world would be yours, and you’d be mine
We’d live it up before we got much older
Our eyes would move and hearts would beat
To the soft, cool rhythm of a summer street
Save face, time and taste – I told her
So if you said what I thought you said
Let’s go lie down somewhere nice, girl
Let’s go play dead
In my head, the world is turning
Inside out, it’s twisting, burning
Clouded sky, my hopes are higher
Losing faith and catching fire
Time can laugh and pull its snares and tricks… 1996
If the lights were bright and the colors rhymed
I’d use my own cruel words, take my own sweet time
To tell you that we could live forever
But no more mail from old Ted Kaczynski
What ever happened to Miss Lewinsky?
I guess the gods just aren’t that clever after all
So if you thought what you said you thought
Don’t me meddling with others’ affairs, girl
Don’t be something you’re not
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The Actress
04:20
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You’re not the product of the story
You’re the girl that changed the plot
Knocked the wind out of the players
Let me give you what I got
You take the torch and light the fires
In the hearts of better men
Spark ambition and desires
And turn their heads around again
Where will we be,
When the sun decides to rain down on me?
Where will we be,
When black and white are all that I see?
The one thing I know for sure
Is you’ll still be with me
You take my script and work your magic
Grace the movements with your poise
When I first laid eyes upon you
The man inside me became a boy
I never was much of an actor
I can barely play the part
But if I’m to truly love you
This would be the place to start…
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Xander Nelson Portland, Maine
Fearlessly fusing the joyous intensity of pop-punk with the soulful swagger of blues, this Portland, Maine based quartet has been turning heads since their debut in the New England music circuit in 2017. Lead by frontman and namesake Xander Nelson, the group features Manny Urgiles on guitar, Chuck Martin on drums, and David An on bass. ... more
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