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Vans Warped Tour '05: 2005 Tour Compilation
Disc 1
01. The Darkest Places
02. Sunshine Highway
03. Beheaded
04. Saturday
05. Poison
06. Checkmarks
07. Start Wearing Purple
08. You Alone
09. Bleeding Mascara
10. Out of Control
11. It's Dangerous Business Walking Out Your Front Door
12. The Ones
13. Note to Self
14. Gone So Young
15. For Fiona
16. Composing
17. Take Me Away
18. Weapons of Mass Deception
19. Me vs. Morrissey in the Pretentious Contest (The Ladder Match)
20. It's Kinda Like a Bodybag
21. Tension
22. Suspension
23. The Rising End (The First Prophecy)
24. Don't Look Away
25. You Lost, You're Crazy
Disc 2
01. Yell Out
02. Selfish Man (live in L.A.)
03. To the World
04. Ohio Is for Lovers
05. Ray
06. Love Lost in a Hail of Gun Fire
07. Sydney
08. Car Underwater
09. Gyasi Went Home
10. Make Out Kids
11. Just Like I Remember
12. Entombed We Collide
13. Smashed to Pieces
14. Theatre
15. White and Gold
16. Skeleton Jar
17. Saturday
18. By My Side
19. Analog
20. Dog Eared Page
21. Ashes, Ashes
22. Hold on for Your Dearest Life
23. Being Alright
24. Mission
25. Taxi Driver
I took cutie for a ride in my death cab
She tipped me with a kiss I dropped her off at the meth lab
Before she left she made a dashboard confessional
And spilled her guts in cursive but what's worse is
I could still see her bright eyes like sunny day real estate
Oh my and in a funny way it irritates
So high but no chance
My little chemical romance left a bad taste in my mouth
But I approached her like hey Mercedes why the long face
Why you crying? there's no need
Just throw on this coheed and fall out boy meets girl jimmy eat world
But Schlep eats pills till he's all out
Not once not twice she was thrice times a lady
Actin' all brand new, but I had to
Bounce over to the postal services to
Pick up these pills that take care of my nervousness
And on the way I saw planes and mistook'em for stars
She played games but she took em too far
At the drive in
Watching soft porn and you could tell
By the trail of the dead, that there was something in the popcorn
Hopped back in my cab destination midtown
Just to get up with some kids that like to get down
I made my rounds and that was that
In between the frowns, the scraps and heart attacks
And I remember I seen her ass in early November
On a Thursday taking back Sunday for a refund
She shot a wink like no hard feelings
Then she jetted to Brazil man them pills had me spun
This is the story of the year right here
This is hot water music
Put ya ramen into it