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Here, Under Protest
01. Brand New Lungs
02. Taking the Long Way
03. Bent Collector of 1,000 Limbs
04. Kick It Over
05. Good Things
06. Sketch Squandered Teen
07. Heavy Head
08. (You’ve Got to) Give It All to the Man
09. Time on My Own
10. Lepers, Thieves and Whores
11. Blindness Is Kind
12. Reds and Blues and Beggars
13. Scary Brittle Frame
14. Effortless Amnesiac
I'm going to find myself some brand new lungs
Because these ones are black and tired
I'll use them well and mind my health
And think nothing but good and pure thoughts

I've been bad, I know and I'm sorry
You can still smell the smoke reek in my skin
Well, I've had my way with the amenities
The depraved and loose guns are my kin

You always said
I'd have something to come back to
That I would always have a home
Well, you'll always be mine
That's who you belong to, you will never be alone

The boundaries of the poisoned sound
The bitterness is so profound
It's amazing how down and dirty others go
It's amazing how much you care at all

Forgive me, isn't this only a dream?
This ain't really me talking
You can't help but feel let down
When you're floating around
On old borrowed wings that tough the ground

Sometimes I feel unfit to stay
Wanna take myself out, call it a day
But once I get some brand new lungs
I'll be fit to go and spend them again

And the drunks all cheat and lie
As the sober ones all cry
They fell obliged to apologize
Beg for forgiveness to make them feel alright