Tonight Alive - The Other Side.rar
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While you were asleepPulled my hood to block the light from the TVTurned the volume up to distract me from constant noisesLeaking under the apartment doorIt doesn't helpI get up and I crawl out and don't hear moreMake a barricade of full trash bags and empty boxesPerched behind them, closely watchingWhile you were asleepOn the couch, watching a movie, smoking weedRummaging through the utensils in the kitchen counter,In the drainer, which one's sharper.When the light creeps inloosen my grip and crawl back into my bed.Your alarm is set to go off in a half an hour.Eyes closed. Fake snore. None the wiser.Victoria made me happyNow I can only be scaredAnd people tell me that time can fix the wound.But that's crap.'Cause she's not coming backAnd life's unfair.I'm always anxious and worried.I'm always freaked out and scared.And people tell me that time can fix the wound.But that's crap.Vicki's not coming back.And I scream, "Why did I get left behind?"I know it's an exaggerationto say I would rather die thanshare this place with people capableof inspiring such fear and hopelessnessthat I'm frozen in my bed...but that sums it up.Teenage halloweenHot safety pins in nozzles of shaving creamSpend the evening spraying cars, toilet papering housesWhat's the harm in smashing pumpkins?Decades on, with kidsAnd I don't let them go out past dark.I sit on the front porch with a shotgunWhile they're upstairs sleeping.Total darkness.Love. Protection.Dishes (Pulp Cover)wrong lyrics by jeff rosenstockI am not Jesus though I have the same initials -I am the man who stays home and does the dishes. & how was your day? Is that woman still trying to do your head in? A man told me to beware of 33. He said, "It was not an easy time for me" but I'll get through even thoughI've got no miracles to show you.I'd like to make this water wine but it's impossible. I've got to get these dishes dry. I'll read a story if it helps you sleep at night. I've got some matches if you ever need a light. Oh I am just a man but I am doing what I can to help you. And I'm not worried that I will never touch the stars'cause stars belong up in heaven And the earth is where we are. Oh yeah. And I feel happy just to be alive.And that seems possible.You've got no Cross to bear tonight. AhNo not tonight, Ah.No not tonight, Ah.I am not Jesus though I have the same initials.The Trash The Trash The TrashWorried about the rodents and maggots in the trashSo I won't empty the trash.So I won't empty the trash.Worried about the moldy dishesAnd spiders in the drainSo I won't do no dishes todayAnd I won't eat no dinner todayAnd I won't write no letters today.Freaked out by the roachesAnd I don't like to spray them 'Cause I don't like to spray themI just stay out of the kitchen.It's not bad.It's not like somebody died.In five years, it'll be out of your mindBut I can't seem to feel alive today.You're standing on the side of the road.I'm circlin' the block.Killin' time.I feel like I'm lost and alone.Circlin' the block kills time.I won't empty the trash, the trash, the trash.It's not bad.It's not like somebody died.We're all sad but we're probably fineEven if we just don't feel alright today.You're standing on the side of the road.I'm circlin' the block.Killin' time.You're waiting and I turned off my phone.Circlin' the block kills time.I won't empty the trash, the trash, the trash.Snow ChargesThere's a patch shimmering under the skyOn the south corner of Bushwick, on the residential sideAnd I'm afraid I'll slip.Most days when it's cloudy and all nights I stay insideBut it's 2:30 on New Years' Day and outside it's looking brightAnd I could use some chips and a bottle of sodaFor my quest to rescue Zelda.Trying to be brave, I touched the puddle to my tongueAnd within a millisecond the bottom of my face went numbAnd no one on the street knew anything was wrong.So I tried to wave my arms to find that they were frozen tooAnd I tried to run away, my legs felt like they were stuck in clueAnd I started to hear a storm.Through my ears poured freezing rainAnd it froze my freezing brain.A handful of neighbors gathered underneath the awningof the laundromat 200 feet from the front door of my buildingAnd it smacked my like a pinballAnd it crushed me like a wrecking ballI was swallowed by a cold duvetAnd the kids are gonna have a snow day.I couldn't bear to find out how the story was gonna endSo I closed my eyes and went to sleep and no one found me dead'Cause everybody stayed inside 'til March.And a patch of flowers grew out of the concrete where I liedSome boy picked a dandelion to give to a girl he likedAnd she gave him a kiss that warmed his lonely heart.Now they hold each other tightAnd stay in on winter nights.80's Through the 50'sMiles away and I can't seem to shake the smell of your car in 2003: beach air, bad tunes, stale smoke and junk food.Tell her to stay and you'll scare her away. Staying the same just makes everything change.I'm plowing right through friends I don't talk to. Seasons seem to see me sliding out of view. 80's through the 50's. Breezes make me think of you and I'll count down the days just like I count down before I go away. I'm owning up to not being there for you.Seasons seem to see me sliding out of view. 80's through the 50's. Breezes make me think of you when you see me sliding out of view. It got chilly this Saturday and with my hands in my pockets I walked around in circles like "Oh no, I'm totally fucked." It's one thing to grow old but I'm collecting dust.'Cause nobody needs me. Nobody needs me. Nobody needs me the way that I need you.Little Blue PillsLittle blue pillsBottles of codeine lyingOn the shelf at dawn.Sleeping soundlyWith traffic gently hummingDown the boulevard.I hate the morning lightBecause with every nightA little earlierIt seems to get too brightIt squeezes through the blindsDissolves into my eyesAnd I hate the sunny side.Calling good friendsAnd calling total strangersMeet me at the bar.Throw the card downAnd leave the fucker openLike I turned twenty-one.And when it's dark insideI'll take a taxi rideDown to the eastern sideBefore it gets too brightI pull the curtains downI let my head spin roundAnd my ears ring over the sound.My ears ring over the sound.I upped the dosage and cleared my bank account 'til everything was gone.Now the circles around my eyes grow wider.The lights are always on.And every single nightI hold the covers tightUntil I toss and turnAnd see the creeping lightI turn things off and on and on and off and on.And I sleep for fifteen minutes like an infant 'til alarm clocks buzzThrough the cracks of the windows from the neighboring apartment until I wake upSo I'll slip next paycheck into bottles brown and amber 'til it's all goneSo I'll sleep next paycheck with the fitful fucking terror 'til it's all gone.The Internet Is Everywhere.I want you to know I'm glad you're not dead.All the hate in my heart has gone out of my head.It took me some time but I understandThat I made enemies where I should have made friends,'Cause it's way too much work to hate your old friends.I want you to know that I'll be alrightIf you feel like I do and you're over the fightSure, there are times when I can't get byBut show me a person who always feels fineAnd I'll show you a lying sack of shit.But oh, I knowI wouldn't think about me tooBut the smallest things make me remember youAnd it's hard when I know we were such good friendsAnd it's hard when I know that we can never be friends.There are times when I miss my friendsWhen I look through old picturesThink about you again.And I hope that you're happy that I'm not deadAnd we both ended up kinda okay in the end.Bonus OceansYeah, I've got friends who wanna catch up on old timesBut that just makes me feel ashamed to be me.And I've got friends who wanna relive the pastAnd deify memoriesAnd they just scream to meThat if you don't die youngYou're gonna live too long.On the stoop of the apartment next to my shitty jobAn old friend passed me on the street todayI said "Hello" and tried to catch up on old timesShe walked the other way. Maybe I seemed to screamThat if I got cancer or somebody shot meI'd be like a child or something,Asking doctors to do me favorsor cross my fingers and hope it gets betterLike a broken record, I seem to scream,If you don't die young, you're gonna live too long.I was getting drunk in a foreign oceanTrying to wrap my head around problemsAnd all my bitterness just seemed passe.Because I realized as soon as I said itHow long it'd take to swim from Jones Beach to IndonesiaAnd maybe you're waiting on a call from me.And maybe you're working in a crowded restaurantAnd you're the one who's got a life so fucked upthat you don't know what happened.Just like you saw me working at some restaurantEmbarrassed 'cause my life was just so fucked up.And I don't know how it happened.AmenWaiting to go to school on some suburban roadThey took my backpack and emptied it in the snowThe kids at the bus stop screamed nothing.I saw an old lady one time on Astor Placesteal an old man's glasses and punch him in the faceMe and the others screamed nothing.And what's the difference if the bombs fall from the skyAnd what's the difference if you like being aliveYeah what's the difference, 'cause we're all just gonna die.A crucifix and two framed pictures of the popeI passed them all as I got evicted from my home.My Catholic landlord screamed "Amen."We don't believe in God or spirits in the sky.Unless we're desperate and need to justifythe shitty things we do so we apologize"Ya gotta get rid of my guilt, God."Before I fled the scene I smeared my shit along the baseboardsTook the moldy foodstuffs, lined them up along the tile floorJerked off on the window screen, fridge open and toilet runningBarely felt reprieve before the deluge of regret came floodingNow I can't get to sleep because I have this useless conscience.And I can't get revenge due to this stupid moral compass.And honestly I feel that all these feelings aren't worth it in the end.We don't believe in God or spirits in the skyUnless we're desperate or know someone who died.We gain perspective and we start to change our livesThen still do shitty things when the moment arrives.So what's the difference if the bombs fall from the skySo what's the difference if you like being aliveYeah what's the fucking point of thinking as you die"Ya gotta forgive all my sins, God."I Don't Wanna Die (Ging Nang Boyz Cover)phonetics and rough translation by bob vielma, incorrect lyrics by jeff rosenstockjunjo karen na kimi o kimochi yoku shitaijunjo karen na kimi o gucha gucha ni shitaijunjo karen na kimi o hundari kettarijunjo karen na kimi no shotai wa maho tsukaiI don't wanna dieI don't wanna dieI know I'm gonna die.junjo karen na kimi to annin dofu tabetaijunjo karen na kimi to Weezer kikitaijunjo karen na kimi to shuriken nagetaijunjo karen na kimi no kakei wa maho tsukaiI don't wanna dieI don't wanna dieai wa donnan daikoi no jumon tonae naide yoboku wa mo kimi no koto shika mienaku naru yoJESUS!YES YES YES YES YESdakishimetaidakishimetaidakishimetaikowareru hodooppekepeoppekepeoshibe to meshibe wa oppekepekoi no jumon tonae naide yo (koi no jumon tonae naide yo)rabu rabu shiru haranaide kure yoboku wa mo hone ni naru made kisu shimakuru yoJESUS!YES YES YES YES YESdakishimetaidakishimetaidakishimetaikowareru hodo----------------------------Rough translation:I wanna make pure and sweet you feel goodI wanna get sloppy with pure and sweet youI wanna mess up pure and sweet youpure and sweet you are a sorceressI don't wanna die x2I know I'm gonna dieI wanna eat almond tofu with pure and sweet youI wanna listen to Weezer with pure and sweet youI wanna throw ninja stars with pure and sweet youpure and sweet you hail from a lineage of sorcerersI don't wanna die x2What the hell is love?don't cast a love spell on meI already can't look at anything else but youYes x5I want to hold you x3until you breakIt's no good!!It's no good!!I can't make it better!! Its no good!!don't cast a love spell on meDon't stick a love love sticker on meI'm already going to smother you in kisses until I'm deadYes x5I want to hold you x3until you break 2b1af7f3a8