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Answering Machine

At This Moment

As We Are

A Perfect Set Of Things

Coming Back

Cornish Fair

"Down"

Epilogue

Gingerspice

Goodthing

Guilty

Half As Fast

HONDO

(It Never Rain In) Hazzard County

If I tried

"Jenny Haistings"

Melissa

Monica

Orville

Sisters

Soft

Stupid

Sweet Rotten Fruit

Tongue

Twitch

Valentine

Waiting (For something to happen)

Walk Of Shame

We Will Never Die

Whatevermore

What Works For Rocco

Without Fail

Answering Machine

Words and music by Patrick Wickenden Hunter

Thanks for not calling me back I didn't want to talk I didn't want to hear about the

guy you fucked I didn't want to know about how good he was I just wanted to call

to help straighten a few things up maybe there was a time but there's not anymore

maybe I used to care now you just make me bored I listen to your words they all fall

away I don't want to know anything about you my number is 3-5-8-5-5-9-7 but

please don't call me back I don't wanna talk I don't wanna talk I don't wanna

talk yeah yeah yeah and I know it's never gonna change and I know it's always

gonna be this way I think about you I don't want to be mean I just wanted to call to

say goodbye to your answerine machine maybe once there was a time when I used

to care and you know I don't now and never will again and I know you're with

somebody else and every time I see him I tell him to go fuck himself

and I know your friend all hate me they all say I'm a loser they all call me a

douchebag and I don't care what you think about me cause being with you was so

stupid my number is 3-5-8-5-5-9-7 but please do not drop by don't turn on the light

don't come inside I just want to sleep without you tonight

and I know it's never gonna change and I know it's always gonna be this way

I think about you I don't want to be mean I can't believe I liked you for one moment

I and I know it's never gonna change and I know it's always gonna be this way

I think about you I don't want to be mean I just wanted to call to say get fucked to

your answering machine my number is 3-5-8-5-5-9-7 but please do not come by

I don't want to see you again tonight or ever again for the rest of my life

cause I know it's never gonna change and I know it's always gonna be this way

I think about you I know what you believe but now it's over forever and ever

whatever I know it's never gonna change and I know it's always gonna be this way

I think about you I don't want to sound extreme but go fuck a sheep or your sister

or yourself or your answering machine I just wanted to call to say fuck you to your answering machine

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At This Moment

Words and music by Patrick Wickenden Hunter

Another night here alone waiting for you to call

Call me out let me know pull me under let me go

Yesterday out on the street a brown sweater and bluejeans

The light caught your hair you looked like god

You smile at me you speak and you are gone

And I don't know why I am wasting my time

I get myself so messed up and I can't unwind

Without you here tonight and you're out there, somewhere

And I don't know what you are I don't know who I am

I don't know what I said I don't know what I meant

I've got a picture of you stuck inside my head

Sometimes I wonder what you're thinking at this moment

The phone rings in the dark I pick it up without

Checking the caller ID box

I say hello and it's you you make me stupid and confused

And I wish that you would call when I am awake

I got this big speech I've been meaning to say

So I lose, and you win again and we talk and I end up saying

I don't know where we are I don't know what I am

I don't know what you said I don't know what you meant

I don't know why you smile I don't know why you're sad

I just know I want to be with you at this moment

Mold me in your hands waves of red lust

Stupid me sitting waiting for the fallout alone

You're so detached you make me weak

I feel funny when I see you

And I don't know what I'm trying to find

But I'm learning to hate you one day at a time

And tonight I know I've been replaced

And Don't want to miss you but I do anyways

I don't know where we are I don't know what I am

I don't know what you said I don't know what you meant

I don't know why you smile I don't know why you're sad

I just know I want to be with you

I don't know who you are I don't know who I am

I don't know what I said but it's not what I meant

I don't know what we had I don't know where it went

I just know I'm still in love with you at this moment

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As We Are

Words by Wiggie Music by Jersey Cream (R.I.P.)

You'll never know just what I'm feeling inside You'll never know just what I'm

feeling inside But if you took some time to think it out I don't think

that you would ever even find out Who's wrong?

Who's right?Doesn't really matter, does it? You know the feeling's much too

strong Who's wrong? Who's right? Doesn't really matter, does it?

You know we really can't go on Like we are I'll never know

exactly what went on that night I'll never know exactly what went

on that night But if I took some time to think it out I am sure that I

was never supposed to find out Who's wrong? Who's right?

Doesn't really matter does it? You know the feeling's much too

strong Who's wrong? Who's right? Doesn't really matter does it?

You know we really can't go on Like we are 1-2-3-4 We used to

make love 'til we fell asleep Now you never smile no more when

you go down on me I can't remember the last time you came

Despite my efforts, things will always stay the same Tell me,

who's wrong? Who's right? It doesn't really matter does it? You

know the feeling's just too strong Who's wrong? Who's right? It

doesn't really matter does it? You know we really can't go on

Like we are...

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A Perfect Set Of Things

Words and music by Patrick Wickenden Hunter

Come inside she beckons with her hands she doesn't speak aloud

I drove her home barefoot young guns you know I didn't thin about it

Nothing matters much to her take your seconds take your thirds

I cannot stop what I've created the sensation makes it worse

Are you happy that you did this are you happy that i know

Are you happy getting up are you happy going home

Sometimes the only thing I think is of this perfect set of things

Sometimes all I wonder is are you all alone

Sometimes the only thing I think is of this perfect set of things

Sometimes all I wonder is is this what it feels like letting go

Out on the streets just another wild child she is wandering alone

Late at night she whispers can I come inside

And I watch her as she sleeps balancing between two lives

I cannot save her although god knows I have tried

Are you happy that you did this are you happy going down

I bet you make yourself so angry I bet you make your mom so proud

Sometimes the only thing I think is of this perfect set of things

Sometimes all I wonder is are you all alone

Sometimes the only thing I think is of this perfect set of things

Sometimes all I wonder is is this what it feels like letting go

And I'm saying you're any better I'm not saying that I lied

But you said nothings forever and I never told you different did I?

Sometimes the only thing I think is of this perfect set of things

Sometimes all I wonder is are you all alone

Sometimes the only thing I think is of this perfect set of things

Sometimes all I wonder is is this what it feels like letting go

Is this what it feels like letting go?

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Coming Back

Words and music by Patrick Wickenden Hunter

I did not come to change your mind I'll save that for another day

I did not come to speak a word there is nothing I can say

I did not come to make you hurt I do not want to make you bleed

I did not come to tell you something even I do not believe

but now you're here what can I say to make this different than before

and it doesn't matter now but I wanted you to know

I pushed too hard you pulled away nothing ventured nothing gained

and whatever else will come only matters if you stay

so take me now and I am yours when it's over beg for more

I'm sorry that I made you sad but I am not coming back

I remember everything I said every word of it was true

I gave too much of myself up you could probably break me if you wanted to

and in this dark where I hide sometimes I wonder where you are

I know that somewhere else tonight you are in someone else's arms

and now it's over what can I say there is no difference that I know

and it doesn't matter now it never meant anything at all

so push too hard and pull away nothing ventured nothing gained

and whatever else will come only matters if you say

so take me now and I am yours when it's over beg for more

I'm sorry that I made you sad and I am not coming back

and if I should fall cut me off let me drown

and if I should breathe pull me under drag me down

I pushed too hard and pulled away nothing ventured nothing gained

and whatever else will come only matters if you stay

so take me now and I am yours when it's over close the door

I'm sorry that I made you sad but I am not coming back

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Cornish Fair

Words and music by Matthew Chambers Hunter Arranged by us

Sittin' on the back of a pick up truck

Fourth of july

Look at those scumbags over there

Why ask why?

I just saw Chad Nurse

He wasn't wearing a shirt

Look at those girls over there

So good it hurts

Goin' to the Cornish Fair

Who fuckin' cares

Got $10 dollars change

On a $20 bill

On a $5 ride

That mother fucker he stole my money

Gonna rip out his insides

Beat up wife with bleach blond hair

A consession stand covered with flies

A haltertop and a mini-skirt

That accentuates her thighs.

Goin' to the Cornish Fair

Who fuckin' cares..

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"Down"

By Adam Wiggin Wake up in the mornin and I check how much I weigh

I've put on quite a bit from my brand new ball and chain

Well I had no idea it would cause me so much pain

To hook up with a girl and go and tell her she could stay

This lovey dovey bullshit well it doesn't really pay

First I thought I loved her then she went ahead and changed

She's a bear trap 'round my ankle shooting pain up through my leg

I'm knawing through my ankle just to try to get away

I'm down on myself- it's got me believin

I'm tied to the floor I can't see the ceilin

Break down the dam I'm about to drown

Tied to the girl, the girl that has brought me down

These are the only lyrics... they just repeat)

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Words and music by Patrick Wickenden Hunter

across your flowing red hair your anger is a gift

you don�t ever seem to care you don�t know how this is

we come together in the end the lake pulls away

take me down with you again you have no right to my pain

not that it really matters all that much anyways

not that you will ever know how much this changed (after you left us)

put the blame on someone else let your hatred set you free

you come down from otherspace maybe the problem is with me

you are everything tonight peel away the dead skin

i am quiet in my sadness for this time take me eleven

oh me tortured soul that i wanted so to be

it is not what you know it is all what you perceive

for all the good that it did you never looked you never saw

oh my stupid desires yeehaw pack a chaw

maybe i tried to be strong maybe i tried to be good

maybe i only wanted to do this just to prove that i could

put the blame on someone else let my hatred set you free

i come down this otherspace maybe the problem is with me

you are everything i want peel away the dead skin

i am quiet in my sadness for tonight make me eleven

across your flowing blond hair your silence is a gift

and they say in your death you found a reason to live

we come apart in the end the pain all goes away

in time you will forget it never mattered anyway

maybe you were trying to change me maybe i couldn�t be changed

maybe i was trying to help you you never wanted to be saved

put the blame on someone else let your hatred set you free

you come down this otherspace maybe the problem is with me

you are everything tonight peel away the dead skin

i am tired in my silence for you wake me eleven

eleven

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Epilogue

Words and Music by Chad

You are a burdon on my mind

I think about you all the time

I think about you everyday

Why'd you have to go so far away

I'll let the truth right now be known

I really wish you didn't go

There's nothing more that I can do

There aren't many girls like you.

And I am so alone right now

This town is bringing me down

My friends are all seeming strange

And I guess growing up is to blame

I wish we had a better start

I wish I had a place in your heart

You were my way to stay strong

My strength has left 'cause now you're gone

I see you laughing at me

When I'm with you, you're not with me

I know my phone it won't ring

It's okay your voice it still stings

There won't be words from your heart

That weren't there from the start

But I will still dream this dream

You're still my everything

And I. I try.

I will get through this time.

This pain, has grown

I've lost he best things I've ever known.

And I. I try.

I will get by this time.

I'm not afraid, it's true

I know that I miss you.

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Gingerspice

Words and music by Patrick Wickenden Hunter

Did you wake up to find them gone?

Did you know when it was done?

Did you lose the feeling that you had?

Did you stop having fun?

Did they cut you down from behind?

Did you push them all away?

Did your power erode slowly?

And I don't know what to do

You were the only one

That could ever make me feel this way

The bitter taste on my tongue

I don't know where this went wrong

I thought that everything was fine

I swear I've played this over in my head

At least a million times

The minutes fade to hours

All the hours passing by

And I know that I am all alone now

A thousand hours on the road

Maybe I am moving on

My affection makes me weak

But my addictions keep me strong

And somewhere out here I am breaking

But I'm not giving up

I want you to know I'm not indifferent

I just don't give a fuck anymore

And I know you'll never write

And I know you'll never call

I don't wannabe your lover

I don't want anything at all

Except to know what I did wrong

I thought that everything was fine

I swear I've played this over in my head

At least a million times

The minutes fade to hours

All the hours wasted time

And all I know is that I'm all alone now

So don't wake me from this dream just yet I want to stay here

Just a little longer tonight with you

Maybe I tried to explain I think I know how you feel

You know I wanted to stop this but how could I when

it's not even real?

I don't know where this went wrong

I thought that everything was fine

I swear I've played this over in my head

At least a million times

The minutes fade to hours

All the hours passing by

And all I know is I am all alone now

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Goodthing

Words and music by Patrick Wickenden Hunter

Don't say you're off the drugs don't say you're doing well

Don't say you're giving up don't say you need my help

Don't say you want to change don't say you want to see

Don't say you don't believe don't say you care about me

I have done this before I will do this again

I don't ask or expect you to understand

Don't say that you will write don't say that you will call

I don't ask or want anything at all

Don't say you read my mind don't say you understand

Don't say you¹re on my side don¹t say you are my friend

Don¹t say it¹s a good thing don¹t say that you will change

And don¹t ever think that I will be the same

It¹s been a worthless night mother may I go?

Father may I speak to say I told you so

I don¹t care what you thought I don¹t care what you did

I don¹t care who you are or what it is

That you have done before I'll do this again

I don't ask or expect you to comprehend

I want to take you under and drag you down

I want to fuck you up how do you like me now?

Don't say you read my mind don't say you understand

Don't say you're on my side don't say you are my friend

Don't say it's a good thing don't say that you will change

And don't ever think that I will be the same

And if I go let me out watch me fumble and go down

All I know all I say all my hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate

Don't say you read my mind don't say you understand

Don't say you're on my side don't say you are my friend

Don't say it's a good thing don't say that you will change

But tonight yeah tonight

You can read my mind you can understand

You can be on my side you can be my friend

You can be my goodthing you can take me there

You can bring me home but you can not make me care

Goodthing.

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Guilty

Words and music by Chad

But it's what I did without actually doing

It's what I did that I didn't mean to do

And I didn't mean for this to happen

And I certainly didn't meant to hurt you.

But it's what I did and so I'm dealing now

Poorly or well it's the only way I know how

And I guess my heart it kind of went off track

'Cause now I know that you're never coming back

And if you want me gone, I'm sorry and I'm gone

I don't know what else I can do

I guess I'm going to have to get over you

But it's really not that easy to do

When everything I see's a memory of you

And if you want me gone, I'm sorry and I'm gone

If you want me gone, I'm sorry and I'm...

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Half As Fast

Words and music by Wiggie

You inhaled your best friend's bag of weed (In about an hour)

I put down a six-pack worth of been (And a whiskey sour)

Somethings might have been said... I don't know (I can't remember)

I woke up with a headache, sprawled out on the floor

When my memory looks back upon things

Half as fast as when they happened

I can think of what I should have said

But a second chance is non-existant

Specially under your resistence

You put up a fucker of a fight

I could have done without last night

We're living in a pocket, trapped beneath our vows

And finding how to surface is hard to figure out

"I don't need you, I don't want you, I don't love you anymore"

The words that crash into me as you walk out of the door

When my memory looks back upon things

Half as fast as when they happened

I can think of what I should have said

But a second chance is non-existant

Specially under your resistence

You put up a fucker of a fight

I could have done without last night

Could have done without last night

It's hard to keep composure

It's hard to bite my tounge

When your scent has been washed from everything that I've become

From my pillow, from my bedsheets, and even from my skin

The things that make me think of you, they are diminishing

When my memory looks back upon things

Half as fast as when they happened

I can think of what I should have said

But a second chance is non-existant

Specially under your resistance

You put up a fucker of a fight

I could have done without last night

Could have done without last night

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HONDO

There was a man his name was Hondo and he rode on a good steed

all alone out through the desert with the U.S. Cavalry and he rode across the

wastelands with his dog and his two guns he slept alone upon his saddle felt no fear

of anyone and maybe I could never understand what he did or what it meant

never before never again I want to be like Hondo but I know I will never be again

be like Hondo and I know I could be more than I am I want to be like Hondo but I

know I'll never understand you at all at all there was a man his name was Hondo he

hid the sun from his eyes gonna give you a little ska to remember him by I'm not sure

what you were doing but sometimes it makes me sad because I envy this strength t

hat I know I'll never have maybe I could not tell I keep these things to myself all my

hate and everything else I want to be like Hondo but I know I will never be again

be like Hondo but I know I could never understand I want to be like Hondo and I

know I could be more than I am for you sometimes maybe I could not hide what I

could not change or deny I'll think about you every night for the rest of my life

so I brought you over it was late and I wasn't sure but I thought tonight I could

reach you just once and I know you're so distant sometimes I'm not sure I watch

you turn away and I wait for you I want to be like Hondo but I know I will never be

again be like Hondo and I know I could be more than I am I want to be like Hondo

but I know I'll never understand you but just once just once I'm singing

la la la la la la la etc...

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(It never Rains In) HAZZARD COUNTY

Words by Patrick Wickenden Hunter

music by Adam Wiggin and Patrick Wickenden Hunter

I remember the nights of driving out in the General Lee playing bumper cars

watching shooting stars all the stupid memories of afternoons in the green grass while

the shadows climbed the hills you know I always wanted to go back and I guess I

never will I remember walking down the roads we drove a million times

we did lemon drops and tequila shots until we lost our minds we put pennies on the

traintracks swam in the lake at night singing stupid songs throwing cherry bombs oh

all the wasted time so let's stop and wait til tommorrow we'll take back the things

we said after all the nights by the firelight I don't want it to end like this cause I know

that I am sorry and I know that I was wrong and it'll never rain in Hazzard County

except when you are gone (so break it down now) so meet me on the outside we'll

do this one more time and we'll forget these things and everything and drink some

cheap red wine I am not asking for forgiveness but I know it'll be alright

and the sun will come up tomorrow morning so won't you stay here tonight

I remember the nights of driving out in the General Lee playing bumper cars

smoking cheap cigars all the stupid memories and I know that I am sorry and I know

that I was wrong and it'll never rain in Hazzard County t'll never rain in Hazzard

County it'll never rain in Hazzard County except when you are gone.

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If I tried

Words and music by Patrick Wickenden Hunter

I haven't seen you for awhile we haven't spoken for a week

I thought of stopping by your house didn't know how that would be

called you up yesterday they said you can't come to the phone

maybe I should let it go and just leave you alone

and if I tried to be good maybe I could understand

maybe I could be your friend maybe I could hold your hand

if you wanted to be here maybe you would be tonight

maybe I know that I could be so much better if I tried

and this town is just the place that we ended up somehow

and we hated being here because we wanted to get out

drive alone through empty streets watch the town slowly decline

maybe we could just get out go somewhere else you and I

if I tried to be good maybe I could understand

maybe I could be your friend maybe I could hold your hand

if you wanted to be here maybe you would be tonight

maybe I know that I could be so much better if I tried

and I know love is a stupid thing that somebody else created

but I think that there might have been something between us

which disappeared while we waited

and there's nothing wrong with you I always wanted you to know

because you always blame yourself when you end up all alone

and no matter how this goes and no matter how this ends

I think you're perfect as you are and I love you as a friend

if I tried to be good maybe I could understand

maybe I could be your friend maybe I could hold your hand

if you wanted to be here maybe you would be tonight

maybe I know that I could be so much better if I tried

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"Jenny Hastings"

By Adam Wiggin

Should I say hello

Should I walk her home

I'm moving way to fast for someone I don't know

There's way too much going through my mind at this moment

Should I try to wave

Do I feel that brave

Should I ask her out or wait another day

I'm nervous as all fucking hell- I bet it's showing

Jenny Hastings walking slowly

Does she catch me staring?

She laughs, continues walking by not even caring

Her friends- girlfriends, what are they saying?

To talk- small talk, a risk not worth taking... not at all

(Again, that's it. It just repeats those lyrics.)

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Melissa

Words and Music by Chad

If you could see that I

Smile when I sigh

Everytime that you walk by

Then I'd have some clue

Of what to say to you

I think I'd say,

Or at least I'd try to say...

Melissa that's her name

I wish that I could somehow explain

What it is that I might see

In a girl who's never noticed me

Maybe it's in the way that I am

Always moving trying to relax

Maybe one day I might see

A girl named Melissa staring back at me

I seem to think about

Her more and more and more

Just a girl who's never noticed me before

If I could try, or try to try

I'd say those things I rehearsed time after time

If I was Mexican

I'd buy some pasta,

Pina Coladas,

Cheese Enchiladas.

We'd have a casa

We'd sing in rasta

I'd be your esay

We'd do it everyday

*Chorus*

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Monica

Words and music by Patrick Wickenden Hunter

If Monica was here would she ask a lot of questions?

Would she want a lot of answers?

What would we talk about

She could wear that cocktail dress

and say she made a mess

I could ask her, ³Hey Monica, what's that thing in your mouth?²

Monica says she wishes she was a lesbian

Cause then all these people would stop asking all these questions

Hey Monica you know I think I love you

Hey Monica do you want to be my friend

Yeah I want to talk to Monica but I don't know what she'd say

Cause Monica's more punk than me cause Monica fucked the President

Fuck the President

If Monica came over I could make her eggplant parmesan

We'd watch "Evil Dead 2" Letterboxed or ³Legends Of The Fall"

Or "Blue Velvet" hey Monica who's your favorite movie star?

Without Kenneth Starr would you be a star at all?

Monica says she never wanted that internship

She would have rather worked at KFC (employee discount)

Hey Monica you know I think I love you

Hey Monica do you want to be my friend

Yeah I want to talk to Monica but I don't know what she'd say

Cause Monica's more punk than me cause Monica fucked the President

Fuck the President

I'm not trying to be mean cause it's not very nice

But good luck getting a job for the rest of your life

Hey Monica you know I think I love you

Hey Monica do you want to be my friend

Yeah I want to talk to Monica but I don't know what she'd say

Cause Monica's more punk than me cause Monica fucked the President.

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Orville

Words and music by Graham Fayhe and T.I.P.

My name is Orville

I weigh 300 pounds

I like to eat

Raw meat

I like girls in night gowns

My name is Oriville

You can't kill me

You can't kill me with a glock 43

You can't kill me with a big fat uzi

My name is Orville

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Sisters

Lyrics by Paul Mutt Lang

Your body and your face take my breath away

but you're not as pretty as you think

Your mind is not connected to the rest of you

as you fall in love in between drinks

You walk by me because I am "nobody"

but on the other hand, just who the fuck are you?

You sit and wait for Prince charming

well sister he just got off your "best friend"

So put that magazine down, pick up some self-esteem

find yourself and all you can do

It must be hard to look cool with your head down in the toilet

Lunch can't be that good the second time around

I sat at home tonight thinking of you

or maybe thinking of all who are like you

I hope you find happiness down that path you've gone

and not just happiness... until dawn

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Soft

I was asleep when she called she said I didn't want to know

she said she needed me tonight she was still high when I got home

and I'm awakend I've been thinking trying to deny the truth

that I let myself depend a little bit too much on you

I'm on the walls holding on trying not to fall apart

nothing changes but your face and your name and who you are

giving in I close my eyes giving up without a sound

I've got nothing left but time what goes up must come down

so give me one word to dull the pain of everything that's come before

give me one taste of something better something different something more

I give this part of me to you because I've had enough

there is no reason to go on you've made me weak you've made me wrong you've made me soft

I carried on like a machine I never cared until I broke

I stayed up all night on caffeine clove cigarettes and Cherry Coke

another morning another street another day in the life

in the dark we whisper secrets in your truth there's only lies

I'm on the walls falling apart giving up giving in

and the words you speak leave scars on both sides of my skin

awake I close my eyes away I lose my mind

sometimes I want to leave sometimes I want to die

so give me one word to dull the pain of everything that's come before

give me one taste of something better something else something more

I give this part of me to you because I've had enough

there is no reason to go on I know I'm weak I Know I'm wrong you make me soft

I can see you when I close my eyes I can't make you go away

she bought some cocaine and some knives she says it keeps her sane

and I tell her it's all right when everything is wrong

you know I get so tired sometimes sometimes I just want all of this to stop.

I let you break me

I let you shape me

I let you change me

I hate what you've made me

soft

so give me one word to dull the pain of everything that's come before

give me one taste of something better something different something more

I give this part of me to you I think that I should stop

there is no reason to go on I am so weak I am so lost you make me soft

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Stupid

Words and music by Patrick Wickenden Hunter

Bought another magazine tried to put it off again when you lose everything you find

another way why does everyone seem to be 36 24 36 whatever I don't want to

think about it I tried to tell you so I tried to let it go I could not make it so still want

you stupid I said I don't care tried to make you disappear I see you everywhere still

want you stupid turn on the TV screen Anna Nichole again takes it off again seen it

a million times said I was OK tried to put it all away I did it anyways can't get you

off my mind I tried to tell you so i tried to let it go I could not make it so still want

you stupid said that I don't care tried to make you disappear I see you everywhere

still want you stupid I don't know what I need maybe I need some help

I need to be with you I need to be with someone else I stopped thinking for a

minute but I was OK I remember everything what was I saying anyways I wrote a

ten page letter tried to tell you how I felt you wrote a paragraph said you were

fucking someone else, didn't know what to do tried to look for someone new

everyone I see looks like you come back come back to me I tried to tell you so I

tried to let it go I could not make it so still want you stupid said that I don't care

tried to make you disappear I see you everywhere still want you stupid.

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Sweet Rotten Fruit

Words and music by Patrick Hunter

i watch the water rush over your body

the waves and curves distort to someone else

i won't tell you this is not the way that i am

or that i am satisfied with myself

i steal glimpses to the side unnoticed

release it all flows away

for this time that i have here alone with you

everything still seems the same

and i wait and i wait until the waiting drives me mad

but i'm doing pretty well with the things that i have

did i hurt or scare you? did i make you afraid?

do you want to go now anyways?

breathe in your beauty i can taste it

drowning in your sickness so pure

i know what you did i know how this is

i am exactly as you are

you said you got so lonely you had to do what you did

i tried to be just like you but i do not exist

for this time i tried to love you i tried to stop the pain

but you let yourself go down anyway

i took you to my altar i put my disease in you

i drank of your virus like sweet rotten fruit

in this burial chamber where the sun never shines

i felt behind the lies for the first time in your life

throw a handful of dirt over your casket

make a wish dream it will come true

i didn't want too much more than i could have

i only wanted to say these things to you

and i know i don't know tell me where did you go

you wanted me to want to i tried so hard to make it so

now everything's gone away and everything else is the same

and i still love you more than i can say

and i wanted this to end i never want this to end

i tried to be your savior while i would not be your friend

you're everything i know now you're everything, i think

and you know that i gave you my everything

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Tongue

By Matthew Chambers Hunter

Your eyes lie suicide behind the depths that you denied

breathe me in I want to be your lung

greenish gold my heart won't be paroled

like the stain on a dead man's tongue

in and out there can be no doubt

chinese diner closes at dawn

believe in me and I'll behave like you

you can't go off and off for on and on

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TWITCH

Words and Music by Patrick Hunter

Oh my friend i am yours as you smile lead me on

i belong to you show me where i have gone wrong

as you twitch and you turn and you smile and i burn

i sacrifice myself to you

it is cold here tonight in the space we are in

drink your lies of desire while your hands flay the skin

of my back on my knees i am yours your disease

would you die here tonight with me

and all these things and none for the others

a million things to think pick one

and I know why I wait for you tonight

was it warm where you slept did you lay down alone

did you take it away did you make it your own

as you twitch and you frown you wrap your legs around

and you never ever let them go

and all these things and none for the others

a million things for me pick one

and I know why I wait for you tonight

fuck you i do not love you

fuck you i do not love you at all

oh my friend i?m your whore does my need make you strong

i let go for awhile i?ve been here for too long

on the skin of your neck my pain is intellect

i don?t want to be a lie any more

and all these things and none for the others

a million things to think pick one

and i know why this all ends here tonight

alone waiting for you

fuck you i do not love you

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Valentine

Words and music by Patrick Wickenden Hunter

We're here again another time another word another line the clock that runs this big

machine turns the wheel chokes back the scream the radio plays a message comes

a song that makes you want to fuck your pale white skin off which i feed sated my

diseased mouth bleeds my naked body beautiful my stupid pain my three room hell

the lights go down you close your eyes won't you be my valentine?

I dye my hair I paint my eyes I make myself a stereotype the tv colors your body

blue a memory that I can't remove of being there I can't decide your waiting face like

suicide you pulled the plug you set me free I hate you because you're better than me

your naked body beautiful my empty pain my three room hell the lights go down we

move in time won't you be my valentine? you came to me again tonight still waiting

after all this time if nothing else i want you to know I tried so hard to let this go

just once I want to make you wrong to make you weak to turn you on to pull you

down to understand to prove I'm not the way I'am. Our naked bodies beautiful my

useless pain my three room hell the lights go down this ends tonight won't you be my

valentine? my naked body beautiful my stupid rage my three room hell the lights go

out I close my eyes won't you be my valentine?

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Waiting (for Something to happen)

Words and music by Patrick Wickenden Hunter

Quiet in the dark didn't know what to do.

Couldn't think couldn't speak in the dark alone with you.

Felt the push of your knee underneath felt you breathe.

Couldn't see couldn't be I am everything you need

Fucked this up once again tried so hard to understand.

Nothing done, nothing said waiting for something to happen.

So you shed your skin on this altar of a bed.

Chased your demons away and became one here instead.

I recall all these whispers pouring out in a flood.

Threw out your stupid divinity for a taste of your own blood.

Here I am once again tried so hard to understand.

Nothing done, nothing said waiting for something to happen.

You were alone I could not tell I do not understand so well.

You tried so hard I could not help I know you're fucking someone else.

You were alone I could not tell I do not understand so well.

I tried so hard you could not help so I got it from someone else.

I know how you breathe seen it a million times.

Doesn't it make you shiver up and down your spine?

I know what you say the motions of your tongue.

Your face looks so sad now that everything is done.

Here I am once again trying hard to understand.

Nothing done nothing said waiting for something to happen waiting for something to happen.

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Walk of Shame

Words and music by Patrick Wickenden Hunter

I was really bored I thought that I could go out to a frat party and it was so

fucking cool cause I got to drink forty thousand wine coolers and then he said

"why don't we go up stairs?" yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

and now I'm doing the walk of shame and I know I'm gonna do it again

but I had so much fun being fucked up I guess that's the price you pay

well I'm doing the walk of shame and I know I'm gonna do it again but until

the next time I get bored I never want to go to another frat party again

the next morning I woke up and I wondered where I was

I got my shirt I got my socks I got my pants and I put them on

and then I said "I've gotta go 'cause I've got so much work I've got to do this

morning" and I walked home with all the cars passing by yeah yeah yeah

and now I'm doing the walk of shame and I know I'm gonna do

it again but I had so much fun being fucked up I guess that's the price

you pay well I'm doing the walk of shame and I know I'm gonna do it

again but until the next time I get fucked up I never want to go to

another frat party again (go halter top) yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

and now I'm doing the walk of shame and I know I'm gonna do

it again but I had so much fun being fucked up I guess that's the price

you pay well I'm doing the walk of shame and I know I'm gonna do it

again but until the next time I get bored I never want to go to another frat party again.

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We Will Never Die

Words and music by Adam Wiggin

There ain't much happening in the town I grew up in there ain't much happening in

the town where I live what can I say I'm just the kind of kid that knows

where it's at there ain't much happening in the place that holds the future

there ain't much happening in the place where I lay what can I say I'm just the kind

of kid that knows where it's at but I'll take what i want and I'll do what I can but

only enough to survive and no matter what comes I'll take it in stride knowing deep

down inside that I will never die there ain't much happening in the town you grew up

in there ain't much happening in the town where you live what can I say you're just

the kind of kid that knows where it's at there ain't much happening in the place that

holds the future there ain't much happening in the place where you lay what can I say

you're just the kind of kid that knows where it's at but you'll take what you want

and you'll do what you can but only enough to survive and no matter what comes

you'll take it in stride knowing deep down inside that you will never die there ain't

much happening in the town we grew up in there ain't much happening in the town

where we live what can we say we're just the kind of kids that know where it's at

there ain't much happening in the place that holds the future there ain't much

happening in the place where we lay what can we say we're just the kind of kids

that know where it's at but we'll take what we want and we'll do what we can

but only enough to survive and no matter what comes we'll take it in stride

knowing deep down inside that we will never die.

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Whatevermore

Words and music by Patrick Wickenden Hunter

On the other side I turn my head walls of twenty years of entitlement

Through the drunken haze I see your eyes every word you said as you speak

Quiet slivers of breath are all that I hear whispering sweet nothing in my ear

This is your reward for making it through

Lived four years in Hell I can live without you

But every thing that other wise was doomed to fail but at least I tried

To reach you now if not before if nothing less and never more

I can hold your hand while I'm coming down

I can flap my arms until my feet don't touch the ground

Holding on to nothing at all

And I want to know can you hear me?

In another place on the other side disembodied parts of someone else's life

You know I did this just to prove I can I fake everything like the whore I am

And all these thoughts of other things losing my mind I am balancing

On another thought of what's come before if nothing less whatevermore?

I can hold your hand while you're coming down

I can flap my arms Until my feet don't touch the ground

Holding on to nothing at all

And I want to know can you hear me

Sometimes I think living is the hardest thing to do

But God give me strength and I can make it out alive

I can make it on my own

(today is the best day of my life)

I can hold your hand while I'm coming down

I can flap my arms Until my feet don't touch the ground

Holding on mother this is all

That I want to know is can you hear me now?

Can you hear me now?

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What Works For Rocco

Words and music by Patrick Wickenden Hunter

40 minutes on the plane maybe in the waiting room

where everybody knows his name

20 minutes in the cab maybe another one like you

and Prague will never be the same

sloppy seconds by the pound keep it in the bottom drawer

with the pictures and the lines

everybody wants to know broken thoughts and broken words

and nobody seems to mind

and I am thinking about you

what works for Rocco works for me

even though I can't pronounce his name

what works for Rocco works for me

banana hammocks by the case

so give me hair gel and beta cam

and nobody has to see and I know

what works for Rocco works for me

15 minutes in the park we'll be at the hotel soon

and all the things I'll never tell

18 years to build it up 2 minutes to break it down

you can do these things to yourself

everybody wants to see folded in a plastic shell

fodder for your dirty mind

14 days until it heals pain that makes the pleasure real

they say it goes away in time

and I am thinking about you

what works for Rocco works for me

even though I can't pronounce his name

what works for Rocco works for me

banana hammocks by the case

so give me hair gel and beta cam

and nobody has to see and I know

what works for Rocco works for me

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Without Fail

Words amd music by Chad

So you know if I'm long gone

You won't have me to fall back on

You won't have me to stay strong

To make you laugh or write you more songs

But you know that I'm here right now

Chivalrously in a bow

Still you look the other way

Do you save me for a rainy day?

I remember my first time with you

Outside in a ninja duel

I long for those summer days

Swimming in those calm lake waves

Too many months I'm still waiting now

And I'm flailing as I'm falling down

My heart skips when our eyes meet

Your perfume lingered in my sheets

And once again I seem to take more than I can endure

I sit and wait and think it through where we stand

I'm still not sure

Please understand this isn't fair 'cause I don't

know if you even care

I made you smile, am I in denial, 'cause we haven't spoken for awhile

You're in my mind if that counts at all

I'm reaching out before I fall, how I land is up to you, give me some clues

Did I try too hard or maybe not enough?

This past year spent with you, I fought the fear,

I'm still here

And when I've taken it all

Without fail you will call

And again you're in my life

Hope cuts through like a knife

We play this game again

Could I be more than a friend

If this game were to be through

Who'd be the loser, me or you?

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