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Flipcoin (Red Version)

by Flipcoin

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You're signing up when you walk in the room It's an agreement that we have come to Head-on collision for an hour or two Come tomorrow I'm still me and you're you And you'll remember all the feelings you felt And I'll be in a new town, colliding with someone else Colliding with someone else I've been thinking of a loss of position But I'm too afraid to try It turns out I'm living a lie Everyone has an alibi I'm mistaken, it was misinformation that This was among our friends I guess it's about the ends But we can try to make amends I feel bad cuz I'm in this for me But not so bad that I would alter my history I'm not a sellout, I just wanna get in If you were me you wouldn't do any different I don't feel bad that my art is a business The best I can do is just ask your forgiveness please Ask your forgiveness please So Give us money, give us money gimme just a bit of your time Give us money, give us money we can make our interests align Give us money, give us money you do yours & i'll do mine Give us money, give us money 1-800-LETS-COMMIT-A-CRIME Give us money, give us money everyone is selfish all the time
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how do you expect me to take you seriously when your cereal is all over your shirt you've been through a lot you look like a mess but i like it for what it's worth well frankly i'm surprised but for you i'll gladly stay i'll take the time to figure out what i'm trying to convey why, i'll while away the hours while i stay here for a while i'll deal with all the trash to see your crazy kitten smile but you hide it from me staring out the window i tackle you onto the couch and then we're gone y'know you try too hard try softer you know i'm always here for you but i'm running out of socks every time i go to leave i swear you've changed the clocks the sheer amount of sympathy one person can give out will only go so far before you start to scream & shout let's scream & shout i'll always have my doubts but let's scream & shout just let some things out but you hide it from me staring out the window yeah but you hide it from me (it would kill you, it's too easy) staring out the window i tackle you onto the couch and then we're gone y'know you try too hard try softer
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When I saw him, I was sitting outside on the porch swing A million miles an hour, too fast to notice anything His bicycle tires left marks on the grass And the bag on his shoulder flew behind him as he passed Alex was essentially his own private post He delivered for whoever could pay him the most Today it was a special delivery on Dalton Street A pretty long ride, but at least he'd have food to eat The message is the medium, the medium's the letter The message gets bigger, the pay gets better Neither rain, nor snow, nor dark of night Will get you through to the receiver if the message isn't right As he sat at the intersection in the Back Bay He considered the package he was carrying today A labyrinth of duct tape, wrapped up in twine Alex knew where he was going but he didn't know why He rode up to the Hilton! He took the elevator All the way up to the roof where he'd been told that he should wait for her And as he stepped out, wondering who his client could be He heard a voice behind him say: "I think that's for me" She had long red hair And a calm disposition A look on her face That said: "Look, I'm on a mission" A silver-striped tie Under her jacket and vest And a revolver pointed Directly at Alex's chest The message is the medium, the medium's the letter The message gets bigger, the pay gets better Neither rain, nor snow, nor dark of night Will get you through to the receiver if the message isn't right Alex woke up on the roof of the Hilton He struggled to stand and his legs started wiltin' He'd survived the encounter but was still pretty shaken The package was safe, but not the money he'd been makin' He rode down to the first floor, pushed through the front door "You're just what we've been looking for!" Said a man from the window of an unmarked bus: "Would you carry letters for the noble among us?" Alex considered this new course of action Most of his packages never carried satisfaction And wouldn't it be nice: messages of priority For this strange band of travelers protecting our security And vigilante justice wasn't Alex's thing But under the circumstances it had a nice ring So he got onto the bus, drove over the river A courier lives for the right message to deliver The message is the medium, the medium's the letter The message gets bigger, the pay gets better Neither rain, nor snow, nor dark of night Will get you through to the receiver if the message isn't right The message is the medium, the medium's the letter The message gets bigger, the pay gets better Neither rain, nor snow, nor dark of night Will get you through to the receiver if the message isn't right
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Bad Spel 04:25
My flight's not long enough to make up my mind The day's not short enough to pretend everything's fine I heard Medford's nice in fall from the top of the hill I can't go back and I know that I never will I can't sleep I don't know how I don't know much about me now I can't sleep I don't know how I don't know much about me now To me you were a lot of things - most everything I haven't got And I'm a lot of things as well, but adventure's what I'm not I understand the drive you have to stare into the unknown The part that's still lost on me is why you gotta be alone I can't sleep I don't know how I don't know much about me now I can't sleep I don't know how I don't know much about me now To say I'm disappointed would understate these three years Most of which I wasted wondering when you'd come back here I wanted shit to settle; I was in the ready set Turns out there's a bad spell left inside of me yet I can't sleep I don't know how I don't know much about me now I can't sleep I don't know how I don't know much about me now I can't sleep I don't know how I don't know much about me now I can't sleep I don't know how I don't know much about me now My flight's not long enough to make up my mind The day's not short enough to pretend everything's fine Cheating's for the desperate and luck is for beginners The trouble for the rest of us: we can't all be winners
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i traded in the game you liked they reimbursed me half the price now i'll travel back in time and steal your bike so i'll take a picture i'll share my beliefs and i won't eat sushi but i think you'll agree that you can't hate me no, you can't hate me it's just one more thing you play it off like you don't care take off the hat that you used to wear but, hey, it's still right there behind you on the chair oh, sorry, buddy, were you using that chair? i'm real sorry, i'll quit guitar i'll quit repeatedly and i'll quit the boy scouts that ain't no place for me to be hangin' around, honey, you know what i'm sayin'? what i'm sayin' is that you can't hate me no, you can't hate me it's just one more thing that you... so you'll keep the pictures the ones you hate to see so much but you can't hate me no, you can't hate me it's just one more thing that you do not destroy so you can thrash about you can scream your little lungs out but don't ignore those doubts, honey

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released April 21, 2017

Flipcoin is Jenny Weathers & Ben Wolgamuth

all songs written + performed by Flipcoin

recorded by James Harris at Taxon Studio
mixed by Caleb Lutz
mastered by James Harris

artwork by orange talc


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songs about Change and I'm Sorry // new album Go To Space out now // new album The Beatles also out now

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