More Than Just Your Own Kind

by The Fifth Down

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released June 3, 2016

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Track Name: Young Moth, You're Just Like Icarus
i sold my playstation for a new guitar
that wasn't worth as much, but it can take you as far as you are good
a broken cd changer, i never fixed but totally should
a dying cell phone, i never charged but totally could

bob and i walked to the convenience store around midnight
to buy candy, fruit punch, and sandwiches
i'm just doing what I can to make auntie anne's enough for me

while i'm over ordering at the rest stop between the turnpike and 123
with the windows down and the radio up
screaming the replacements alone
on a highway driving home
i spent way too much time
just waiting in line for things other than cheesesteaks and concert tickets
and I'm sick of it

she said I had less friends than shitty guitars
so i found five friends and they're all in my car
now we're just five friends, and we know who we are
we're just five friends with shitty guitars
Track Name: Cowboy Dream
so if there's cracks in the plastic you can blame them on me
cause i left the hall light on for the past three weeks (it just won't stick yet)
i've been binging on re-runs, i've been making up ground (i just can't hide it)
i've been sleeping on couches cause i'm too scared to leave town

she said "son that's just a cowboy dream,
you don't know who you are, you don't know what you mean
but you are so much more, than some empty bottles and an ashtray
spilled across the car floor."

did you think that i was weird? cause i thought i was weird too
with your fancy beer and your foot tattoos
i can see myself growing older in all the ways i would need to be,
to get your attention

she said "son that's just a cowboy dream,
you don't know who you are, you don't know what you mean
but you are so much more, than some empty bottles and an ashtray
spilled across the car floor."

so i guess that's how the story went
you know i couldn't make the last down payment
and the car went to some douchebag in southern jersey
and the girl went with her, she couldn't wait for me

she said "son that's just a cowboy dream,
you don't know who you are, you don't know what you mean
but you are so much more, than some empty bottles and an ashtray
spilled across the car floor."
Track Name: Monte Carlo
goodnight dementia, well i don't need you to tell me what to do
arbitrary reasons as to why you don't but you could if you want to
hello suburbia, home to all those things i used to love to do
hello familiar, last night I could almost swear that i touched you

but I can't stop my head from bleeding

you should take your own advice, you can go if you want to go
i gave into all of my vices
but i guess i set the bar too low
too much time spent putting things back in the places where they probably shouldn't go
she said there's a ticket still available if you want to meet me in monte carlo

she writes her lies down on post-it notes, they cover up her walls
using plastic shovels to dig our moats, you stumble before you fall
collecting pennies for our broken ghosts, i don't want to figure out
who is missing who the most, and who's collecting all our doubts

but i can't stop my head from bleeding

you should take your own advice, you can go if you want to go
i gave into all of my vices
but i guess i set the bar too low
too much time spent putting things back in the places where they probably shouldn't go
she said there's a ticket still available if you want to meet me in monte carlo

why do i still miss you so bad?
i spent all $200 that i probably shouldn't have had
trying to force you back into my life, painting my brick walls white
but i can't help but losing sleep, and i can't catch my breath
i can't help but thinking this isn't over yet


you should take your own advice, you can go if you want to go
i gave into all of my vices
but i guess i set the bar too low
too much time spent putting things back in the places where they probably shouldn't go
she said there's a ticket still available if you want to meet me in monte carlo
Track Name: Canada Dry
years spent in doctors' offices could not have prepared you for this
and twenty dollars of your parents' money in a knock off, pawn shop, pocketbook,
did you really think you could pull off a con like this?

don’t say that you can’t, we both know that you can
come on canada dry, we both know you can tonight
don’t say that you can’t, we both know
come on canada dry, we both know you can tonight

she’s a budding conversationist, with a sarcastic smile, and toxic kiss
and she just wants to see the world
and her ten pound bag filled with denial,
your liar’s teeth, your poison smile
she just wants to feel the burn

don’t say that you can’t, we both know that you can
come on canada dry, we both know you can tonight
don’t say that you can’t, we both know
come on canada dry, we both know you can tonight

and i happen to think that it’s weird
that you think it’s so normal to get so wasted

and i happen to think that it’s weird
that you think it’s so normal to get so fucking wasted
Track Name: Eagle to Apollo
foggy windows and one handed steering
a broken radio and marvin gaye and i knew it going in
anyway, but i still let my mind start veering

i confess that i digress i could
talk for hours about a way that a dress
can change the uncomfortable outlines and guidelines
of my complementary decency, that walks a fine line

colored pencil outlines the corners of your back
you keep trying to tell me you don't plan on coming back
(but I'm calling your bluff)

can you tell me what you're going through?
well can you help me? cause i'm coming through,
i'm coming through, i'm coming through
don't you know that i'm coming back for you?

something about your simplicity and complete disregard
for acknowledging consistencies
of handshakes and milkshakes, so I smash in the glass
i was sick of being patient as time began to pass

colored pencil outlines the corners of your back
you keep trying to tell me you don't plan on coming back
(but I'm calling your bluff)

can you tell me what you're going through?
well can you help me? cause i'm coming through,
i'm coming through, i'm coming through
don't you know that i'm coming back for you?

and you already know why i might like you
and that's the worst part about you
cause you don't need guys like me
to wax poetic for hours about you

started from the top
you never thought it'd be enough
but now it's turning out that you're just fine

can you tell me what you're going through?
well can you help me? cause i'm coming through,
i'm coming through, i'm coming through
don't you know that i'm coming back for you?
Track Name: Kettlecorn and Dopamine
surprise, a reprise of all the red flags that you left in sight
i know you never wanted (roses in your garden)
but you quit the second it got too hard

and i love what you've done with the place
free of photographs of my smug face
i know you never wanted (me in your garden)
but you quit the second it got too hard

death by emotion, like you needed any more attention
it's just me being me and you fucking it up
death by emotion, like you needed any more attention
it's just me being me and you fucking it up

i commit (to the blur)
live fast (die faster)
let your morals all slur, make it last (regret after)
let you apathy become a resiliency, be a beacon (be a blur)
i digress (i concur) that you

with you crass comments and complaints
you were not designed for social restraints
and it's a blessing as much as it's a curse
to feel the breeze of a cold shoulder instead of letting it hurt

death by emotion, like you needed any more attention
it's just me being me and you fucking it up
death by emotion, like you needed any more attention
it's just me being me and you fucking it up

elementary rules, i never understood the syllabus
and i think i like you, i just don't know the difference
and there are ways we all learn to self-quarantine
a rush to the head of kettlecorn and dopamine

elementary rules, i never understood the syllabus
and i think i like you, i just don't know the difference
and there are ways we all learn to self-quarantine
a rush to the head of kettlecorn and dopamine and bliss

death by emotion, like you needed any more attention
it's just you doing you and me fucking this up
Track Name: Landmine
so now i'm a hypocrite in a mcdonald's bathroom
i just never thought i'd reach such a low point so soon
a car full of drug store candy and google maps directions but no where to go

so darling don't you waste your precious time
you are nothing but a landmine

you know i can't chase you anymore (you are nothing but a landmine)
you know that i can't come back for you (you are nothing but a landmine)

i'll deal with this with a dependency
on something other than me for the better part of a decade
i might be trembling i might be shaking
but i sure as hell know one thing, i'm not fading away

so darling don't you waste your precious time
you are nothing but a landmine

you know i can't chase you anymore (you are nothing but a landmine)
you know that i can't come back for you (you are nothing but a landmine)

so darling don't you waste your precious time

you are nothing but a landmine
Track Name: Gas Station Sushi
i will not dodge your uncomfortable questions
i'll just dip, duck, and dive
you should know that i thrive on this form of self deprecation
a vacation, from your empty apartment
as you console the console
for being a compartment for condiments
but you don't understand the sentiment

a lonely rider, I'll be her winona
a clean slate or a change of pace

it's just you and me, and gas station sushi
no awkward tension in between
it's just me and you, you can do what you wanna do
as long as that something's gotta do with me
(it's gotta do with me)
yeah, it's gotta do with me

i will not submit to your demands
if all i am is all i can understand
then we're not making any progress
a lack of finesse, i guess
if the loneliness is all we can talk about
then it must be all we really have

a lonely rider, I'll be her winona
a clean slate or a change of pace

it's just you and me, and gas station sushi
no awkward tension in between
it's just me and you, you can do what you wanna do
as long as that something's gotta do with me
(it's gotta do with me)
yeah, it's gotta do with me

and i happen to think that it's weird
that you're so normal, so damn seductive

a lonely rider, I'll be her winona
a clean slate or a change of pace
Track Name: Bern
it's just cobblestone milestones, and sidewalks built from rubble
the man on the corner makes eye contact,
because he's normally used to more trouble
than a couple of kids cursing back and forth
spit cuts through fog, like a hot knife, into a cold piece of home
or in simpler terms, not being alone
or in broader terms, a monogram sewn on an aging throne

well it's a city of misfits, going on millennia,
forests of forget-me-nots, and misguided cosmonauts,
and piece of a thing that is broken, but regretfully so
spit cuts through fog, like a memory comes and then goes
parlor tricks, have a tendency to change your tone.
and if i come to terms, with what we can't find, find my niche within the unknown,

Burn baby burn baby burn baby burn,
You'll never know how pretty you glow in the dark, when the city goes dark,
Burn baby burn baby burn baby burn burn,
You'll never know how pretty you will glow,

the nightingale alone, on a fence post, next to a coffee shop cafe, feathers on display,
if you’re a martyr, is there a signal that shows?
she, poor bird, as all forlorn, sidewalks don’t speak, they just wane and then warn, of a decline,
but could they be more specific?
oh faithful friend, unwavering wings, are you as prepared as me for what the shock soon brings?
because the trees don’t speak, there’s no cobblestone poets, so what if fortune never sings?

Burn baby burn baby burn baby burn,
You'll never know how pretty you glow in the dark, when the city goes dark,
Burn baby burn baby burn baby burn burn,
You'll never know how pretty you will glow,

It's just forget me nots, and misguided cosmonauts, and thick layers of fog that drowned out the applause, and disparaged the cause, and all of it was left to be labeled as free

Burn baby burn baby burn baby burn,
You'll never know how pretty you glow in the dark, when that city goes dark,
I know that I'm gone and I know as it burns, but I'm afraid at this point we have larger concerns
burn baby burn baby burn, I know
Track Name: Bookends
John wayne, in his purple haze,
Whether outside in the storm, or inside, I found ways,
To rain on all your parades,
As you waltz across the room, all dolled up, please pardon,
My intrusions, I hate to not be included, a sick joke that I apologize for making, as my,
Dark humor, becomes your, jagged tumor, I'm a wreck, and your a princess, a dying,
Breed, a soul to squeeze, a heart to get tangled in puppetry strings,
I'm stuck, and your in motion,

And it sucks, cause I know,
That your ghost is just gonna follow me,
Around my empty house, around my empty house,
Yeah I know, that your ghost is just gonna follow me,
Around my empty house, around my empty house,


A cowboy, stuck in his, drug addled ways,
Irrational and confident,
That I'm prone to be despondent,
All dolled up, with nowhere to go,
best short dress, for the afterglow,
Of dusty lamps, during nights spent alone,
If I can't meet you in the middle, I guess I just can't meet you at all,
I didn't understand the sentiment, only cement
walls and pitfalls and phone calls in an empty basement.

so if you think that you're running out of time
it's not the only currency escaping me
my courtesy may be hard to see, but it's there
under layers of callused veins dodges and feints
escape artist motifs on passenger trains
a doll with diamond studded eyes
at this point you must have realized
that a fire doesn't burn, without oxygen
and at some point growing pains are a weird way of closing in
so if you think that you're in a bit of bind
lest i need remind that all you feel is outside your mind
it floats between the molecules out of touch and without rules
you'll find, more than just your own kind



And it sucks, cause I know, that my ghost is just gonna follow you, around your empty house, around our empty house.
Yeah I know, that my ghost is just gonna follow you,
around your empty house, around our empty house.

around your empty house, around our empty house.

around our empty house.