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My Dinosaur Life (01/19/2010)
01/19/2010
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Sunny Day (iTunes pre-order bonus track)
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So Long Farewell (Deluxe edition bonus track)
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It's been a good year, a good new beginning
I'm through with the old school, so let's commence the winning
I've been a good little worker bee
I deserve a gold star

Gone are the glad hands, the black holes and liars
The constant companions of noxious suppliers
Carnivore kings milking holiday sins
Comas in cashmere

It went from no good to fucked up and over
A total distortion of lifelong disorders
Barreling head first, the fresh open wounds
This I was not used to

Now that my words don't quite do what they should
Now that old wounds are resurfacing too
It makes me feel golden
It makes me feel good

It's been a good year, a good new beginning
I'm through with the old school so let's commence the winning

I've been a good little worker bee
I deserve a gold star
A gold star
I deserve a gold star today

. . .


I didn't think I would make it,
thought everybody was against me
all those conquered eyes
and Christmases alone.

I never gave an honest answer
But I need a lot of angry organs.
Are we copacetic? Are we behaving now?
Filling up on endless enzymes
From other peoples softly insides

All this bitterness is starting to grow cold
Encompanies an empty evening, hanging
onto complications
Sometimes quick sand has a massive appeal
To me

I want to be somewhere else

I think I can figure it out, but I'm gonna need a
Little help to get me
Need a little help to get me.
I think I can figure it out, but I'm gonna
Need a little help to get me through it
To get me through it

I always knew I had the answer
But I never understood the question
Indoor living
Lacerated to the bone

And now we've realigned the edges
I'm doing very well I thank you
All this sympathy is starting to wear me down

I wish I was someone else

I think I can figure it out, but I'm gonna need a
Little help to get me
Need a little help to get me.
I think I can figure it out, but I'm gonna
Need a little help to get me through it
To get me through it

I'll try to work this out
I'll try to get it on
I'll try (repeated in background after said once)

I like to tell you that I'm ready
For whatever's coming
But to be honest there's a part of me
That loses control [x2]

I think I can figure it out, but I'm gonna need a
Little help to get me
Need a little help to get me.

I think I can figure it out, but I'm gonna need a
Little help to get me
Need a little help to get me.

I think I can figure it out but I'm gonna
Need a little help to get me
Need a little help to get me
Need a little help to get me

Need a little help to get me through it.

. . .


Maybe you were right after all...
Maybe I'm just bad news...
I've been drowning in memories
Call it residual blues.
I fell asleep watching Veronica Mars again.
(Hey!)

I still futz with that tourniquet,
and tried to squeeze on your dreams.
Slung it on- it's a perfect fit.
What do you suppose that means?

My parents keep asking when you're planning on coming around.

If we'd only stayed together
I might not have fallen apart
But the words you served destroyed my planet.
I stall before I start.
I stall before I start anything at all.

Got a job at uncommon grounds,
I finally shaved off that beard.
I sold my Xbox to Jimmy down the street.
Hell, I even quit smoking weed.
I'm taking an online course- I'm learning to speak Japanese.

If we'd only stayed together
I might not have fallen apart
But the words you served destroyed my planet.
I stall before I start.
I stall before I start anything at all.

The things that used to mean so much to me...
have gone the way of dinosaurs, hopes and dreams, and everything.
All I want for you to be is happy or something...
I guess anything is better than the time you spent hoping I'd get it sorted out.

I sent you a post card
But the post office sent it back...
They said the buildings been torn down.
I just miss what I thought we would have.

If we'd only stayed together
I might not have fallen apart
But the words you served destroyed my planet.
It's all my fucking fault!

If we'd only stayed together
I might not have fallen apart
But the words you served destroyed my planet.
I stall before I start.
I stall before I start anything at all.

. . .


To the deep end, to the heart line
Hold it straight together, man
Hold it straight together, if you can
Little fevers wrapped in dedication
All strung out on novelty
Collapse yourself and try to comprehend
An angry island, a bitter bee sting
Severing each artery
Free the self and fix the in between
It's isolation, mark the earth around you
Guess who's on the waiting list
I'll let you in on something secret

I can disappear
Anytime I want to, time I feel you
Shuffle through my skin
I am with you til the end

First you breathe out
Then you have to breathe in
Lash yourself repeatedly
Until it sticks, until it sticks
Under the eyelids, carry on cadaver
Festering interiors
All hollow breach and vapor silhouette
Need medication, more medication
Coursing through your interstates
All mad and great, confused and counterfeit
Kamikaze, sear the blood inside me
Guess who's got it figured out
I'll let you in on something secret

I can disappear
Anytime I want to, time I feel you
Shuffle through my skin
I am with you til the end

And I can decompose
When it suits me I accelerate it
Wicked on all fours,
I surrender to the storm

You'll never know how it feels
You'll never know how it feels
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?

I can disappear
Anytime I want to, time I feel you
Shuffle through my skin
I am with you til the end

I can decompose
When it suits me, I accelerate it
Wicked on all fours,
I surrender to the storm

And I can disappear
Anytime I want to, time I feel you
Shuffle through my skin
I am with you til the end
I'm with you til the end

. . .


There's a stain there's a stain there's a stain on the floor
I want to soak want to scrub want to clean it and more
But all the nurses are refusing to let me out of bed
And my eyes are pouring nightly
There's a crowd there's a crowd there's a crowd on my ward
I'm full of joy full of glee jubilation and more
These crazy stupid mother fuckers never leave me alone
And my lungs are wheezing slightly
There's a buzz there's a buzz there's a buzzing of bugs
From flower beetles yellow jackets silverfishes to slugs
It's always raining caterpillars from the circular fan
And my heart is pounding brightly

I swim in pharmaceuticals I swim in pharmaceuticals
The medicine deactivates the things I take the things that take me
I swim in pharmaceuticals I swim in pharmaceuticals
The medicine the deactivates the things I take the things that take me

There's a voice there's a voice there's a voice in my head
It's rather soothing and it tells me I'd be better off dead
But if I beat it maybe punch it even kick it away then everything will be alrightly

I swim in pharmaceuticals I swim in pharmaceuticals
The medicine deactivates the things I take the things that take me
I swim in pharmaceuticals I swim in pharmaceuticals
The medicine the deactivates

I didn't know it was hot in the middle
I touched it once then I touched it a second time
Cause I am that naïve a myriad of bright ideas
I didn't know I get caught in the middle
I touched it once then I touched it a second time
Cause I am that naive a myriad of bright ideas

I swim in pharmaceuticals I swim in pharmaceuticals
The medicine the deactivates the things I take the things that take me
I swim in pharmaceuticals I swim in pharmaceuticals
The medicine the deactivates

I didn't know it was hot in the middle
I touched it once then I touched it a second time
Cause I am that naïve a myriad of bright ideas
I didn't know I get caught in the middle
I touched it once then I touched it a second time
Cause I am naïve a myriad of bright ideas

. . .


What're you asking me for it's not my goddamn history
What do you hope to find here there's nothing left as you can see
When the beatings all began we begun to scream and run
But the current pulled us down and the smallest ones would drown
Now we sit and drink all day and sing their songs of praise

What're you asking me for it's not my goddamn history
What do you hope to find here there's nothing left as you can see
There was something in the waves they were right to take our place
We were broken one by one by the angels in the sun
Now we sit and drink all day telling tales of yesterday
And it always ends the same

What're you asking me for it's not my goddamn history
What do you hope to find here I thought I made it crystal clear?

You learned a lot about the art of contradiction
You learned a lot about the company we keep
We learned a lot about what keeps us all together and with you
Until the end

What're you asking me for?
What're you asking me for?
What're you asking me for? (it's not my goddamn history)
What're you asking me for? (it's not my goddamn history)
What're you asking me for? (it's not my goddamn history)
What're you asking me…
Let the beatings now begin.

. . .


If I stand too close I might fall in
But if I'm too far gone I'll never win
If you believe in me I might just want to spend some time with you again
I'm afraid I tend to disappear into an anxious state when you draw near
There is no reasoning it's quite a silly thing
But it's the way I've been for years
So I will understand if you don't stay
They say I'm great at first but then the magic fades
Into an awful hue of dismal views and pessimistic attitude

All this distance
Years of sweet resistance
Swirling over head
Like angry clouds of discontent

I have apologized a billion times
When I've gone off the wall like Busta Rhymes
And pulled a stupid stunt that left you thinking
there was something wrong with me
you've thrown a few choice phrases at my way
And I've ignored them all as best I could
Except that tiny bit
How I just can't commit
There is some truth in what you say

All this distance
Years of sweet resistance
Swirling over head
Like angry clouds of discontent

If I stand too close I might fall in
But if I'm too far gone I'll never win
If you believe in me I might just want to spend some time with you again
I'll spent some time with you again

If I stand too close I might fall in
But if I'm too far gone I'll never win
If you believe in me I might just want to spend some time with you again

. . .


Smoke and mirrors and everything nice
I wasn't married to the weekend, I was banging' on the back end
Kamikaze and Miami Vice
She shook a few of my favorite things
Like cloak and daggers, I see very clear
I couldn't keep it all together, I was spooking in the end zone
Arigato, go-go gadget arm
She only took me for 10,000 yen

It's like a bad dream, something from the back of a magazine
Black and white and cheaply put together
Like a slasher film
I'm torn in opposite directions
The plot sucks but the killings are gorgeous

God damn these killings are gorgeous

Darkened corners at every bend
I wasn't sucking down the poison; I was working on the QT
Shaky shaky, all over the world, she tried a cartwheel at every turn
The creepy crawlies, a case of revenge,
I had the martyrs that I bartered from the barons for the bandoleers
Karaoke, a feminine flaw, I had a feeling this was not the end

It's like a bad dream, something from the back of a magazine
Black and white and cheaply put together
Like a slasher film
I'm torn in opposite directions
The plot sucks but the killings are gorgeous

And like a nightmare, covering the tracks that had brought you there
Paranoid and frozen in the heavens
Like a slasher film
I'm torn in opposite directions
The plot sucks but the killings are gorgeous

Cave in cave out
Nothing but nervous doubt
Waiting for the big bang to get me
[x2]
Waiting for the big bang

Wrapped in plastic, we all get the ends
She had to take it to the majors couldn't keep it on the down low
Silly rabbit, good dreams, tambien
Another stiff at the scene of the crime

It's like a bad dream, something from the back of a magazine
Black and white and cheaply put together
Like a slasher film
I'm torn in opposite directions
The plot sucks but the killings are gorgeous

And like a nightmare, covering the tracks that had brought you there
Paranoid and frozen in the heavens
Like a slasher film
I'm torn in opposite directions
The plot sucks but the killings are gorgeous

God damn these killings are gorgeous

. . .


In early '99, I beat the Ocarina of Time.
I'm quite the legend in this town.
My friends get wicked shit from all the foul-mouth fools you roll with.
Just push your luck, there will be blood,
Most likely your own carnage.

We all just wanna do our thing
Without the misery you bring.
Go fuck yourselves,
Leave us alone.

You all need to go away, you motherfuckers.
You all need to leave me and my homeboys alone.
You all need to go away, you motherfuckers.
You all need to leave me and my sensitive homeboys alone.

I can't say that character would be one of your strongest assets,
Not that we're perfect, merely extra-perfect.
So don't think you know a thing about a thing you know nothing about.
Go fuck yourselves,
Leave us alone.

You all need to go away, you motherfuckers.
You all need to leave me and my homeboys alone.
You all need to go away, you motherfuckers.
You all need to leave me and my sensitive homeboys alone.

When the fever hits the fan and you spout out your demands,
Remember that we all feel the weather,
That we all feel the weathering hours of disconnect.
That we made fear the litmus test
Stay tuned, the rest must fill this quest
For a better way to all stick together,
Way to all stick together, you goddamn hypocrites.

You all need to go away, you motherfuckers.
You all need to leave me and my homeboys alone.
You all need to go away, you motherfuckers.
You all need to leave me and my sensitive homeboys alone.

Word.

. . .


Tick-tock, sweat, switch up the fingers,
The silly integer's always on vacation.
I didn't think it was a bad idea,
I just couldn't figure out how to make the phone work.

That said, it was no different from the others,
Except that this is now and that was then and everything.
Seems to repeat in a cyclical pattern,
I hum myself to misery and wish these words against my pillow.

I will try not to lose control.

Hysteria, hysteria, it's happening again.
I fall apart, I fall apart, I'm back where I began.
If it were anybody else but you, I would not be afraid.
A total calamity, the choices I have made.

Rip scripts, slash, burn up the courage,
That tiny, yellow cat- always on vacation.
I wish I hadn't been so damn obscure,
I just try too hard for the perfect word score.

Can't stand it, end up cursing out the covers,
A little chain and people restless like an effigy.
Damn you, camera, lack of emotion,
I'll swing my blades at everyone,
Whack their heads and run for cover.

Hysteria, hysteria, it's happening again.
I fall apart, I fall apart, I'm back where I began.
If it were anybody else but you, I would not be afraid.
A total calamity, the choices I have made.

Come help me figure it out,
Come help me get it right this time around.
If you can figure it out,
Then you could help me loosen up, get me off the ground.

Hysteria, hysteria, it's happening again.
I fall apart, I fall apart, I'm back where I began.
If it were anybody else but you, I would not be afraid.
A total calamity, the choices I have made.
A total calamity, the choices I have made.
A total calamity, the choices I have made.

. . .


What is there's nothing more to me?
I'm just skin and bones.
There's no mystery.
What if you're just an empty shell?
All your spare parts were used up by someone else.
What if there's no way to explain things like deja vu and acid rain?
What if we're all just broken shells or someone else's thoughts.

Will we be alright left alone tonight?
Will we be alright left alone tonight?

What if there's nothing more to us?
We're just carbon-based.
We're just pixie dust.
What if life is a magic trick?
Some quick slight of hand just to make us think.
What if consciousness can't expand
And we fool ourselves with absurd demands?
What if there is no point at all?
We just grow up to fade away.

Will we be alright left alone tonight?
Will we be alright left alone tonight?
Will we get lost slowly drifting through these dead and lonesome heights?
Will we be alright left alone tonight?

What if there's nothing more to me?
I'm just skin and bones.
What if there's nothing more to you?
What if there's nothing left for us?
Will anyone remember?
Does it all just simply turn to dust?

Will we be alright?
Will we be alright left alone tonight?
Will we be alright?
Will we be alright?
Will we be alright?
Will we be alright left alone tonight?
Will we be alright?
Will we be alright?
Will we be alright left alone tonight?

Will we be alright left alone tonight?
Will we be alright left alone tonight?
Will we get lost slowly drifting through these dead and lonesome heights?
Will we be alright left alone tonight?
Will we be alright left alone tonight?
Will we be alright left alone tonight?

. . .


Quicksand is a coat of arms,
Lose sleep, it's a liquid fiction.
Last rights every Friday night,
Am I way cool with the lights on?

High tide tied around the neck,
The same song everybody's bleeding.
What makes me so different?
The insides work the same.

You ever fear the dark?
Impressions of your future:
The slightest gravestone whisper,
The stillness of your heart.
I feel it growing dark.
A fever inching deeper,
A fever inching to the core.

I'll kick tomorrow,
Fight back at the pouring rain.
I'll send the weekends down the drain, down the drain.
I'll kick tomorrow,
Fight back at the pouring rain.
I'll send the weekends down the drain, down the drain.

Shorelines all around the world,
Bright lights and some heavy breathing.
Lipstick and the dagger's kiss-
Just a figment of a feeling.

Hands pressed up against the chest,
Holding out for the big connection.
Laxed lungs never looked so good,
It's a trunk show all the way.

As years go crashing by,
I think of all I've pondered,
So many minutes wandered,
So many things undone.
I'll try to figure out
How many lives I've wasted waiting for the perfect time to start.

I'll kick tomorrow,
Fight back at the pouring rain.
I'll send the weekends down the drain, down the drain.
I'll kick tomorrow,
Fight back at the pouring rain.
I'll send the weekends down the drain, down the drain.

I'll kick tomorrow...
I'll send the weekends...
I'll kick tomorrow...
I'll send the weekends...
I'll kick tomorrow...
I'll send the weekends...
I'll kick tomorrow... (fight back at the pouring rain)
I'll send the weekends... (fight back at the pouring rain)

I'll kick tomorrow,
Fight back at the pouring rain.
I'll send the weekends down the drain, down the drain.
I'll kick tomorrow,
Fight back at the pouring rain.
I'll send the weekends down the drain, down the drain.

. . .


She is the queen of anarchy, I am the only one who cares
I met her in Minnesota over some pizza and diet soda
She's into pain and Purple Rain
I'm into robots and
We're drowning in Minnetonka, hoping to purify ourselves
And I sing,
"Not that I am special, not that you're some work of art
Let's lose us some sleep and somewhere to start."

Let's get!
Physical!
Try and break our bones tonight.
Let's share chemicals
Try and break our bones
Try and break our bones tonight

She is the gin and I'm vermouth in these mad cocktails of despair
We try hard to keep it sober until the evening just fucks us over
To tell the truth, we're badly bruised, there is no future and we both are thinkin',
"So this is my dinosaur life...so this is my dinosaur life."

I know that I'm not special and you're nobody's work of art
Let's lose us some sleep and somewhere to start.

Let's get!
Physical!
Try and break our bones tonight.
Let's share chemicals
Try and break our bones
Let's get!
Physical!
Try and break our bones all night
Try and break our bones tonight

Not that I am special, not that you're some work of art
Not that we're not perfect for each other's fucked up hearts
Beating through the evening, bearing witness the searing,
Feeling alright

Let's get!
Physical!
Try and break our bones tonight
Let's share chemicals
Try and break our bones
Let's get!
Physical!
Try and break our bones all night
Try and break our bones
Try and break our bones
Try and break our bones tonight

. . .


I heard an angel sing hey, hey, hey
Made your Jesus and Mary chain chain chain
She was loaded and knocked out on the marble tiles again

I put an angel to sleep sleep sleep
major feelings of feelings went creep creep creep
I was watching her kung-fu through the darkness and the dreams

I wonder why she's so fragile and I wonder why she never smiles
she's the saddest music in the world tonight

She had a fever burn burn burn
Holy watering eyeballs churn churn churn
She was violently comatose the best part of the day

Several hours went bye bye bye
She crawled out from the blankets and sigh sigh sighed
She clambered into purgatory once the sun went down

I wanted to help so badly
But my help just prolonged her decent
She's the saddest music in the world tonight

So long, farewell
May I see you when its over

Goodnight, good luck
I hope it all works in your favor

So long, old friend
Take my words and think them over

So long, farewell
You're the saddest music in my world tonight

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