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("Hold on, let me get this straight: you don't want to come see Chester English with me at the Rock show?"
"No, sorry, I've got plans")
I fell asleep in the treehouse
I hate to say I've never felt so close to the edge as when you pointed out the massive hole inside my chest
(What did I do?)
Riding our bikes in the summertime
And the ice-cream man ignored us
(What did I do?)
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hey joe,
i haven't seen you in a bit
i hope that we can still be friends
(i know that i'm selfish, my life is worthless)
i just hope that you're okay
i hope we can still be friends
(my life is worthless, my life is worthless)
(forgot my toothpaste on a vacation
now my breathe smells bad)
(i forgot my luggage in the airport
now i got no clothes on the vacation)
hey joe, i hope that we can still be friends
i haven't seen you in a bit
( i know that i'm selfish, my life is worthless)
i just hope that you're okay
you've made your bed now lay in it
you've made your bed now lay in it
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Scoreboard (Remastered)
01:36
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(park your car outside my house!)
head down to the kitchen to steal a couple beers
for you and me to share
keep your footsteps quiet so my dad won't notice
eyes on the mission don't lose your focus
like a QB sneak from the home team
but i'm only in the little league
third and long, i know we could do more (do more)
putting my best foot forward
but eyes deceive me
whenever i look at the scoreboard
whenever i look at the scoreboard
i can hear you from the bleachers
calling out my name (my name)
just want to thank you for being here
for every single homegame
like a QB sneak from the home team
but i'm only in the little league
third and long, i know we could do more
putting my best foot forward
but eyes deceive me
whenever i look at the scoreboard
whenever i look at the scoreboard
whenver i look at the scoreboard
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Lifejacket (Remastered)
01:10
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when I was young, I thought i could be you
but I was never that cool
when I grew old, I thought I could swim
but I drowned in my swimming pool
I just wanted to impress you
but I can't swim without a lifejacket
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I guess i'll stay the night
I hope I sleep alright
I hope that you sleep tight
sleeping in your bed is so much better
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Sail On (Remastered)
01:36
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so sail right on, so sail right on
so sail right on, so sail right on
to make it right, i will try to -- a perfect crime -- i was lied to
to make it right, i will try to -- a perfect crime -- i was lied to
to make it right, i will try to -- a perfect crime -- i was lied to
to make it right, i will try to -- a perfect crime -- i was lied to
to make it right, i will try to -- a perfect crime -- i was lied to
if i drive my parents car into your pool, would that be cool?
so sail right on, so sail right on
so sail right on, so sail right on
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i lost the keys to my car
and i don't mind at all
(Every time I came to the end of a block and stepped off the goddam curb, I had this feeling that I’d never get to the other side of the street. I thought I’d just go down, down, down, and nobody’d ever see me again. Boy, did it scare me. You can’t imagine. I started sweating like a bastard—my whole shirt and underwear and everything.)
i will save myself, but if i fall
i don't want anyone to help me
i lost the keys to my car
and i don't mind at all
(friendship, friendship)
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(soundclip from Cowboy Bebop)
buzzing off the compliments you get
if you could ever say the things you meant
i just wish i knew the things i know
you won't let it get to you, i know
so hard to redirect your dread
if your world was more than just this shed
your skin and make some sense i hope
cause i'm growing tired of staying home
i'll take my life in this fishing boat cause fuck the east coast, fuck the east coast
(unfortunate, unfortunate)
wish that i could be home, tossing around the pigskin with my dad
buzzing off the compliments you get
if you could ever say the things you meant
i just wish i knew the things i know
you won't let it get to you, i know
so hard to redirect your dread
if your world was more than just this shed
your skin and make some sense i hope
cause i'm growing tired of staying home
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[dudley:]
pins & needles
waiting for the bus
i do this every morning
it's getting kind of boring
but this is not what i live for
i love for afterschool
football practice
with my teammates
a scrimmage against st. michaels
left me bruised and battered
but i will never love you
the way Favre loved the Packers
first down!
i got my eye on the ball
second down!
i want to make coach proud
third down!
and the crowd is cheering so loud, so loud, so loud
(instrumental)
fourth down!
i wanna give it my all, but i fumbled the ball
(i fumbled the ball!)
[atlas:]
one ball, one dream,
what does it mean to be a team?
one ball, one dream,
what does it mean to be a team?
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Chester English Cincinnati, Ohio
the cowboys of emo
DogBone Records
Atlas - guitar/vox/bass
Dudley -guitar/vox
Tiernan - drums
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