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The Plaid Part of Town

by Free Rollercoaster

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waltersizing This is genuinely one of the most underrated EPs I've ever heard. Every track is just flawless. I've listened to it for years. Favorite track: The Architect's Burden.
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1.
Pearly Gates 03:37
It's all I can do to see you, it's all I can do to see you cry But the enticing light behind me, it seems my time's in short supply And as much as I want to stay, sweetheart, pearly gates lead me away Do you remember Brooklyn, and all the words you heard me say Making out in drive-in movies, and all our clothes in disarray And every now and then you'd gnash your teeth But it was alright with, it was alright with me Do you remember breathing all heavy when your father died And when I held you closely, your arms were clinging to my sides He wants to let you know he's here Just like me, he's been watching over you So don't be alarmed if that cold breeze you feel at night's no longer there Dear, I'll keep you safe, just promise me you won't miss me too long I can't remember much now, much of my life before the light I'll bid farewell to you, my darling, before my vision all goes white So don't be alarmed if that cold breeze you feel at night's no longer there Dear, I'll keep you safe, just promise me you won't miss me too... Oh, I know it's bad, but things always do seem to fall back into place Dear, I'll make this clear, that every time you laugh I'll sing along
2.
In late July, we proposed an addition Without hesitation, the architect answered our call In not much time, he'd made his commission But this brave new world would imprison us all Imprison us all, imprison us all, imprison us all I'm trying not to make such a habit Of occupying thought with all the things that I can't control But as time moved on, it became more elaborate And we all lost sight of the things that it stole The things that it stole, the things that it stole, the things that it stole We're wasting our time being all of the things that we're not And it's taken too long to arrive at this logical thought That our skulls form the walls to the cages in which we hide Though we see through our lashes the light of the outside It's not our fault, it's not our fault, now It was then we knew the architect's burden Accepting the fate of the foolish who sit in their cells With boxes packed, he made for the shoreline And without hesitation, turned a blind eye and bid us farewell He bid us farewell, he bid us farewell, he bid us farewell
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There's a man in a town, the one where all the horses drown in the summer, when the summer heat sinks in And he cries every night, though he tries with all his might to quell the demons that are crawling in his skin Not much to his elation, he's built quite a reputation for the things he does to try and stem the tide And all the school kids dressed in blue make a point of passing through just to see if they can take a peak inside There's a faint dog's bark, a winding shadow in the dark, a faded picture in a state of decay But there's nothing he can see, except the problems that'll be if he declines to do just what they say He's the man who - So he sits and he waits for someone new to take his bait so he can satisfy their craving for the kill Then he goes for a ride, the vile voices as his guide to where he's surely got an empty hole to fill There's a cold wind's burn, a little face he can't discern as he removes the virgin dirt from its grave But there's nothing he can see except the problems that'll be if there's a part of him that he tries to save He's the man who - Catch the cornrow's sway, as the wind blows down to your feet, all bound. Know my face as dark, and in places scarred, as the moon is bright. Count down from three, 'cause that'll be the last thing you see. As the sun rises up, he calmly spits into a cup, another dawn to plan, to swallow his shame But there's nothing he can see except the problems that'll be because another day is always the same He's the man who waits.
4.
I wish I could see what lies behind those big brown eyes and understand those whines and groans that contradict your size But all that I can do is call your name and speak in tongues, I’m speaking in tongues Ten years passing, all amassing pictures in my head All those days of pacing forward, I followed where you led And all I ever did was call your name So get along, little baby, don’t pretend that it’s not true Because everyone I know plus me will soon follow you All I ask is you remember us when you’re in your new home And don’t be a stranger when you go off on your own Different spouses, several houses, you still stayed the same Messes made and insults thrown, you acted without shame and walked around like everything was yours, because it was because it was Now in your old age, your blacks and whites have faded gray But somehow still your soul is new, and refuses to decay and you still walk around like everything is yours So get along, little baby, don’t pretend that it’s not true Because everyone I know plus me will soon follow you All I ask is you remember us when you’re in your new home And don’t be a stranger when you go off on your own When you leave, I must confess I’m not sure what we’ll do For everything that’s happened, our only constant has been you But I promise that we’ll always call your name So get along, little baby, don’t pretend that it’s not true Because everyone I know plus me will soon follow you All I ask is you remember us when you’re in your new home And don’t be a stranger No, don’t be a stranger No, please don’t be a stranger when you go off on your own
5.
Gridlock 03:41
Lights hung from the ceiling illuminate a palette of colors on your face I didn't know you before my eager feet walked through the door, but now my mind is telling me that its at peace The music coming from the speakers is telling us to live a life at someone else's pace and the bunker we are in is just a cage for all our sins carried out beyond the eyes of police But this isn't fate, and its not a choice, but its not a lie One mistake set on, set on, set on repeat two misused expressions for every new person I meet three opportunities I seem to have missed and anything else that I can add to this list of things I cannot change The past few weeks, I've been thinking that waiting for a fantasy is waiting in vain and that a winter without snow makes for darker nights, you know, so I'm struggling to move towards the light The rush to meet my expectations has built up an exponential gridlock in my brain But what's the use in shame, she doesn't even know my name another day becomes a disappointing night But it's not my fate to waste my time, to become a slave To one mistake set on, set on, set on repeat to two misused expressions for every new person I meet to three opportunities I seem to have missed and anything else that I can add to this list of things I cannot change One mistake set on, set on, set on repeat two misused expressions for every new person I meet three opportunities I seem to have missed and anything else that I can add to this list of things I cannot change Can't change
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I read some words today, that were assembled online Convoluted and cruel, but poetic to my cynical mind Of all the things I could guess would come about in our time was that people would liken our music to committing a crime I know that God nags forgiveness, and anything goodness can fix But I think that we'd be in agreement of what this depicts You're dicks When you spend all your time lost in tiny delusions of fame and you bitch and complain when you find no one else thinks the same When there's shows that you bomb, your only fan is your mom, and your music is all shot to hell When being good people gets tricky, be One Shot Nicky I find its hard to complain, knowing there's people like you 'cause you'll always be angry while everyone else just makes due When we return from our shows at high schools all across town We'll be happy, at least be respected while you shoots us down I know that this doesn't matter, in the end all our plans will fall through But our lives our too short, so this comes after thorough review Fuck you When you spend all your time lost in tiny delusions of fame and you bitch and complain when you find no one else thinks the same When there's shows that you bomb, your only fan is your mom, and your music is all shot to hell When being good people gets tricky, be One Shot Nicky When being good people gets tricky, be One Shot Nicky When being good people gets tricky, be One Shot Nicky When being good people gets tricky, be One Shot Nicky

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released December 15, 2012

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