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Machinery
03:57
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Machinery by Wet & Reckless
Lyrics by Emily Wilder
Someone said to me,
It takes scissors to cut you free
It takes a sword to put up a fight
And a vise grip to squeeze you at night.
Without epoxy to hold it in place,
You break down and it shows on your face
Just when your head's coming lose
You need a screwdriver to put back the screws.
Build around our own machinery
That pumps blood from our head to our feet
Build reinforcement where there shouldn't be
Where they shouldn't be.
You need a yellow light to make love last
If it turns red, then you're just stuck in the past
You need satellites to show that you care
Cause gas prices won't get you there
Sentence years for misunderstood words
Locked up in fences, trapped in skyscrapers
From up there you can't see the same way
So you tear down all the things that you made.
Build around our own machinery
That pumps blood from our head to our feet
Build reinforcement where there shouldn't be
Where they shouldn't be.
We're humans, we make plans and machines
Hands holding tools, building bigger things
Stone walls around hearts make them cold
Keep in flaws and keep out what we don't know.
So break down your chest levee
Let sea be where the sea be
Lose the difference between you and me
Cause we are both trying hard to believe.
Build around our own machinery
That pumps blood from our head to our feet
Build reinforcement where there shouldn't be
Where they shouldn't be.
We're both trying hard, trying hard to believe
That there's pockets of love
And there's pockets of good
But you got to get hurt.
We're both trying hard, trying hard to believe
That there's pockets of love
And there's pockets of good.
But you got to get hurt.
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2. |
Confetti
03:02
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Confetti by Wet & Reckless
Lyrics by Emily Wilder
What have I gone and done again
Got my feet wet in the water
But I can't seem to dive in
So I'll take to the bottle,
Call you up just as a friend
Then I'll wake up beside you
What have I done again?
Walking home from work
Passing places I've been before
There are traces of broken hearts
Like old confetti on the floor
Wondering what we could have been
And wondering if we could be it again
Spent my whole life untwisting the knife
My own hand on my heart
I was nobody's wife
Stop taking chances after broken romances
You need tokens and slot machines to do the you-and-me routine
While I was busy, sitting safe and pretty,
Time just passed me by
Walking home from work
Passing places I've been before
There are traces of broken hearts
Like old confetti on the floor
Running in circles to the ends of the town
Trying to trick the earth from spinning around
Need time to stand still or turn back the hands
Rewind till the hour-glass is blind to the sands
Sun keeps on rising and I'm still in bed
I can see the horizon, but it lives in my head
What have I gone and done again?
Instrumental
You're at home, with your heart on your sleeve
Trying to rip it to rags, but you still believe
That I'll come around
I will give in
And I know if I did, my new life would begin
Got to say goodbye to my childlike eyes
Got sit back and tie my hands up in twist-ties
The more time I spend waiting to begin
I keep getting closer to the end
Walking home from work
Passing places I've been before
There are traces of broken hearts
Like old confetti on the floor
What have I gone and done again
Got my feet wet in the water
But I can't seem to dive in
So I'll take to the bottle,
Call you up just as a friend
And I'll wake up beside you
What have I done again?
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3. |
Suicide Mission
04:01
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Suicide Mission by Wet & Reckless
Lyrics by Emily Wilder
It's a suicide mission,
Driving on a license with suspension
It's a suicide mission
And I've done enough with my life not to miss it.
Don't even remember what year it is
Dropped you off drunk at a bar in Los Feliz.
Headed for the 5 and in my mind, I'm picking fights
Blame it on my best friend,
I don't even trust green lights
So I'll wait here
And not move on.
No one is expecting me at home,
No one's calling hospitals or waiting by the phone
So I'll put myself to bed without a pillow for my head
Guess I'll go and visit bones of ancestors instead
I won't wait here,
And I'll move on.
It's a suicide mission,
Driving on a license with suspension
It's a suicide mission
And I've done enough with my life not to miss it.
So I won't use the crosswalk
When I'm walking cross the street
I won't use a wristwatch
When I'm counting my heartbeat
I won't tell the doctor, I'm allergic to bee stings
Decide it's for arthritis and I'll end this whole damn thing.
I won't wait here
And I'll move on.
Pull my mind out of the murk
Find my way out of wood work
Asked to be reimbursed for all the drugs I took
Got my head in the sand
They got my arms like rubber bands
Staging interventions just to change up my plans
To move on
So I can't move on.
It's a suicide mission,
Driving on a license with suspension
It's a suicide mission
And I've done enough with my life not to miss it.
Get our heads out of our habits
Cause people care we breathe
In and out, the world without
We lose the ones we leave
Cross-eyed at best without an ounce of good rest
Burning candles at both ends
I guess bridges are next
So you can move on
And I'll move on.
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4. |
Best Night
04:50
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Best Night by Wet & Reckless
Lyrics by Emily Wilder
Said it was the best night you ever had
It's the one I can't remember
But hey, that's not so bad
You can tell me all about it now that I'm here
I'll never drink whiskey again, I'll just stick to beer.
Said we cut out of the club with your arms around me
Took a different exit to protect us from paparazzi
Go figure, waited forever for an LA taxi
That is when you said you first kissed
Said you found me out, said you found me out
Said you found my heart when the lights blacked out.
Said you found me out, said you found me out
Said you found my heart when the lights blacked out.
Said we got on a bus, had to get off real fast
The driver wasn't having us, not having any cash
Then you held me through skid row
Pointed to a building, told me that was home.
And you asked if I could make it that far
Once we got there, we could take your car.
Said you found me out, said you found me out
Said you found my heart when the lights blacked out.
Said you found me out, said you found me out
Said you found my heart when the lights blacked out.
Unaccountable hands and second hands
Spun around since we left the bar
I came to holding onto you
At the Pacific Dining Car
For the first time that night, I finally laid my eyes on you
You had known me already
But for me, you were something new.
Said you found me out, said you found me out
Said you found my heart when the lights blacked out.
Said you found me out, said you found me out
Said you found my heart when the lights blacked out.
It didn't really matter, the details were gathered.
And put back into the scene,
Of the best night you ever had
And the best story told to me.
So tell it to me.
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5. |
Cemetery
03:15
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6. |
Chinese Fortune Sheets
03:31
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7. |
Rope Me In
05:33
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8. |
Walk Me Home
04:36
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Wet & Reckless Los Angeles, California
Emily Wilder - guitar and microphone
Jessica Gelt - bass
Jalise Woodward - drum kit
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