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Miss You
02:16
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miss you (kennedy)
kick me in the head/what’s that you’re on about? lick my brain instead, well I could do without all of this comfort and care with a twist/it makes me wanna kill you/sidestrokes and lies that I missed… well I didn’t miss them, and I will not miss this golden opportunity to tell it all/just visit me in prison when I finally take the fall for our sins, which we planned - yes you planned them with me/loopholes and bugs that I missed… well I know the story, and I will not miss the crime, but i’ll try not to miss you/i will try not to miss you and I will try not to care, but you’re all I care about… all I care… all I care/i think you in spite of myself/it makes me wanna hate you/standing upright with a lisp/you’re a dated postcard, and a number changed/i’ll try not to miss you
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Nothing
03:47
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nothing (kennedy)
not another morning that gets started in the afternoon, you sigh, just waiting for the sun again to fall down through the hole that fills your stomach/hard to swallow thanks but to the lump which occupies your throat, and slows your breathing/call on fate to seal your way through everything and nothing/the telephone will ring to grant you good advice you’ll hear, but will not use/you’re so convinced you’ll lose… but still it’s calling, bouncing off the plaster walls, inviting only greater falls for you, but what else can you do but what you’re doing? call on fate to seal your way through everything and nothing/’cause nothing is the key to what the world has planned for me/if nothing was my name, you’d call me…/well it’s just another morning that gets started standing still, but with a plan to be an also-ran who gave up running/call on fate to seal your way through everything and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing and nothing… nothing
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Girl
02:18
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girl (kennedy/silver)
I see through her, she’s a needle in my spine/call me loser, ‘cause I cannot win this time/she’s the one with the cards for playing/can’t believe the words she’s saying/think it’s time I find another girl/ten a.m. and soon the phone begins to ring/she’s not stealing, but she’s taken everything/first my friends, then my happiness/kinda tastes like she’s obsessed/sometimes I wish that they’d bring back the chair/hey - we’ve gotta get something straight between us/hey - don’t point that crooked finger my way/you’re the reason i’m in therapy/girl… girl…girl…girl
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Wash Away
04:05
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wash away (kennedy/welsh)
if you change the reason why you change your hair, then maybe life would let you up off your raw back/you’d get a chance to maybe laugh at those mistakes that made you sorry/i’ll laugh along with you/if the rain is all you’re asking from the skies, can it wash away the hurt you feel inside? can you see your life pass right before your eyes? the darkest sky i’ve ever seen, it came to rest on top of me/not one half hour had quite gone by since you turned your head, and left me wondering why you always hold it back/why can’t you cry for me? If the rain is all you’re asking from the skies, can it wash away the hurt you feel inside? can you see your life pass right before your eyes?
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Hit the Ground
02:40
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Be the One
04:24
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Ugly You
02:34
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Real Life Story
02:54
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The Clock
02:54
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Growing Girl
02:34
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11. |
The Last One
03:49
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12. |
Who Is God
03:00
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13. |
Wasted Hours
04:19
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14. |
Undercover
05:29
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The Jellybricks Harrisburg, Pennsylvania
Larry Kennedy — guitar, vocals
Garrick Chow — bass guitar, vocals
Bryce Connor — guitar, vocals
Tom Kristich — drums, vocals
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