I don't know where I'm going tonight, 
zero to 60 in the blink of an eye and I
know that I am gonna make it by the sunrise

and we'll be alright...
we're gonna be alright, 
yeah we'll be alright
alright, alright, all right...

Magnetic Memory 

Zero to 60

I know, 
know why
you've gone
So, you can't lie

I'm sure, 
you're fine
I'm alright
but, why so unkind?
Why so unkind?

Aura Tied, 
Aura Tied, 

Aura Tied to you


(Acid Brat)
Sometimes, 
I can almost forget
but I'm only
as whole as half can get

I got pieces
I won't ever get back
but, I guess it's
no use to have a heart attack 

-It's just a dream
-it's just a dream
-it's just a dream to me, now
Maybe if I pinch myself, 
I'll wake up in our bed, somehow

where we slept...
all the night through
and I was...
so tangled up in you

Aura Tied, 
Aura Tied, 

Aura Tied to you

Aura Tied  (Feat. Acid Brat)

So, you wanna smoke some weed?
Well, pass the thing with me-
we gonna get real high, 
like every single day and night

Tryin' to get in, 
we trying' to get it big
Eye on the prize, 
you know I never quit!

but, I am so high bro, 
I may never come down
but, I am always around
if you need it right now bro
I could send you a pound 
to your town-
to your place-
let's get up-
and shit-faced-
everybody get down!

High (Feat. Shannon Murphy, Moises Martinez and Chris Metzler)

Any my head, you see?
Everything seems to come in 3's
Red, blue, green
Red, blue, green
all the color that I've ever seen to white

So, won't you come with me?
I sure could use the company
We can lay in a bed of leaves
Pretend like we're not asleep


And we wasted 
it all away
every second
of everyday

we were jaded
lost in our ways
it took a fire
to burn the pan away


Feel your heartbeat on my cheek
wondering if I'm asleep
the taste of blood still stains my teeth
pulling notes from synthetic dreams

mind forced wide, held on repeat
psychedelic lies pushed on me 
1, 0, 1 and 1 is three 
1 cut is one too many


And we wasted 
it all away
every second
of everyday

we were jaded
lost in our ways
it took a fire
to burn the pan away


So, won't you come with me?
it's all in my head, you see?
The taste of blood still stains my teeth
wondering if I'm asleep

Magnetic Memory

Three

some might say that I'm dumb;
I taste the pages and turn my thumbs

no, nothin's wrong;
twisted paper and singin' songs

tongue the songs unsung
for empty ears, they hear no love 


Stooooooo-ooooooo-
oooooo-ooooo-oooge


so, I let the record spin;
gives 'em reason for listenin'

from the outside in-
it's the man and not the pen

and so I just can't quit
knowing only I'm giving in!


Stooooooo-ooooooo-
oooooo-ooooo-oooge

Stooge

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