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Something to Lose
03:58
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I have a first name I never use
It only brings me blues
Duct tape on the engine, rubber bands on my shoes
To get out just for now either one will do
I’ve got something to lose, something to leave behind
Just a tap on the window to let you know I’m awake
Even though I’ve been gone for days and days
At any minute, at any stakes, I wouldn’t bother to wait
I would bust down the pearly gates
I’ve got something to lose, something to leave behind
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Thrown Right In
04:04
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Right into the start, you’re willing and able
You look just like a safe bet to me
Eagerness in your eyes, as your hands rest in pockets
You’re standing like you’re something to be
Thrown right in, thrown right in
How do I save all that I’ve come to know?
How do I stray from the places that I have grown?
Where I am going will too soon be where I’ve been
Thrown right in, thrown right in
Standing at your side, I’m nervously noticing
Something is telling me to lie
I know all I am is what I bring to the table
But here you can’t see what was mine
Thrown right in, thrown right in
How do I save all that I’ve come to know?
How do I stray from the places that I have grown?
Where I am going will too soon be where I’ve been
Thrown right in, thrown right in
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Tijuana
03:45
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Come on brothers, come one come all
It’s a one time showing of human principle
She holds her hand out in front of her
As her brother juggles on her shoulders
As he fumbles the balls fall from his hand
She gives them back without a glance and they resume again
On the billboard, the lawyers of tomorrow
You’re at the border
Tijuana, Tijuana
You have never done this before
The word cul de sac gives you a cold sore
Something scared you to have some change to spare
Perhaps the scent of painted flowers in the air
Gave her money, told her save it for tomorrow
You’ll roll up your window
Tijuana, Tijuana
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Time Capsule
03:53
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She says there’s nothing quite as beautiful
As the ending of a song
And if nature is objects at rest
Then we’re doing it wrong
Got a car with a nervous blinker
Afraid of that turning lane
And I just might forget a name
Slide a picture of you in my time capsule
To leave behind when I go
Slide a picture of you in my time capsule
To dig on up someday when I’m old
He said he’ll never trust in words
They change from every point of view
And if we control our bodies
How do the radio waves get through
Sometimes he goes door to door
With a clipboard and a uniform change
But he’s not after your business
He just likes writing down names
Slide a picture of you in my time capsule
To leave behind when I go
Slide a picture of you in my time capsule
To dig on up someday when I’m old
Well the winds change, blow us away
And I doubt we will speak or call
But up from, the hallowed ground
You will sprout and grow
From my time capsule
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Layer Up
06:46
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You’d like it a whole lot better
Wrapped up in a cashmere sweater
It’s how we survive the weather here
Pretty soon I fear, it’ll get the best of us
It’s a hell of a storm that we’re in
The sky curled up like a serpent
Noses still burn like turpentine
Given enough time, we’ll make the most of it
Layer up
And lay low
Layer up
And lay low
The icicles shake and shiver
Breath trembles on frozen rivers
Still silent and cracked like leather oh’
All under miles of snow
Layer up
And lay low
Layer up
And lay low
Wind opens up your door
Invites the others in
I hope you’re keeping warm
That sweater’s looking thin
Layer up
And lay low
Layer up
And lay low
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Second Cousins San Diego, California
Second Cousins is a band out of San Diego. Tim McNalley, Austin Burns, Dillon Casey, and Dylan Jones make the sounds.
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