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Paper Knife

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1.
Baby Teeth 03:53
They don't tell you that selling out Is more innocent than unemployment And they don't tell you that getting soft just means Living like you want to live When you do not have to give a shit Living like you want to live Without the self analysis Or the spiritual paralysis Of microscopic memories Dissected into centuries From the dentures to the baby teeth The pictures are framed so perfectly But they don't call it paying dues When you're in there washing their dishes They only call it paying dues When their hands are holding tickets Whoa oh oh oh oh Whoa oh oh oh oh Whoa ohh Whoa ohh Whoa ohh oh It's easy enough to know Just what is and is not a show Is there anything here for sale? Ah forget it--let's just go Far to some twisted paradise Where even vegans ruin environments And garbage is inspiring Where common people have no common sense And every landlord is raising rent The drugs are strangely sobering There ain't no pushers using shit Now the news has no real news in it And then something soon has got to give And Baltimore was razed to live Like a forest after a fire is Saplings nursing from their Mothers' ashes If Freddie's dead If Freddie's dead If Fred is dead You better pass the matches Ohhh oh oh oh Whoa oh oh oh ohh Whoa ohh ohh Whoa ohhh Whoa ohhh Fred is dead If Fred is dead Pass the matches Pass the matches
2.
Long Hands 02:10
Every face in this place Has got something to hide I've been thinking a lot About where I call home Every square inch of space In this room is occupied And in a crowd this size I'm always alone Sifting between every crack In all those translucent social panes Out the window in the back Where you watch the outside world play And you're busting at the seams Just to go against the grain But you can't find it in yourself And so you go ahead and play their games There used to a place You could go to be yourself Until the people you knew there All found better shit to do And they sold all their dreams For a box of sleeping pills And their only real thrill Is hitting "snooze" In the afternoon O it's fine, no really It's been an okay day I'm living slow so I don't mind I can hardly feel the time fade away It's like watching the long hands On the clock at school or work Time passes us by Like I was younger When I sang those words
3.
Here I am staying up late again Maybe tomorrow I could sleep in I'd lose my job and some of my friends But maybe tomorrow I could sleep in Just feels like nothing's gonna change The way I am Even if I never Figure myself out Feels like nothing's gonna change Me Smoking a cigarette I swear that I'll quit I may get old but I'll still be hip Not like those heroes who start putting out shit Well I may get old but I'll still be hip Just feels like nothing's gonna change The way I am Even if I never Cough my lungs out It feels like nothing's gonna change The way I am Even if I never chew my tongue out Nothing's going to change me
4.
Royal Jelly 02:56
A few weeks later From when you said you weren't dead Them alligators Still swimming around your head But now it's two months after Two more til you let it go This four week disaster Crawled here all on its own Now I could leave you But I could not leave you alone I could not leave you a. . . Did you get what you were begging for Cheap advice from a dying world? Oh no You couldn't leave it alone Leave it a. . . Fornicator Well you said you were fine Guess I made it Didn't make it mine Well now it's four weeks after And too weak to let it go This whole reactor Melt down before you know I got a planet But I can not plan it alone I can not plan it alone Did you get what you were begging for A little extra when you can't fit no more Oh no I think I gotta go home I could not leave it alone I think I gotta go Soaked in the laughter of those Strangers that you know I couldn't leave it alone I guess I gotta go home I guess I gotta go home I guess I gotta go home I couldn't leave it alone I guess I gotta go home Cause I couldn't leave it alone I think I gotta go home
5.
Paper Knife 03:41
Making new plans Is a burden to a man Fingers wrapped Around a can in a pile Here where we sit Could still shoot from the hip But the horse and the bit Is getting tired And tore Torn like a face is when it smiles It's wore But this time not worn out for hire Enter Your face is cracking now Sworn in to goals As the years will pass in droves Leaving seconds of repose Among the dire Every ones knows If you cannot cannot keep your nose clean You could always Wash your soul off in the fire And be reborn But this time born without a file It's warm It's so much warmer than the trials Endure What you've been suffering through Stroll into work With your methods unrehearsed And the memories You have of all the miles Scroll through the verse Of a million meaningless words That get spewed from the mouth Of a grown child It hurts To see you crawl into the pyre It's worse To know my flame will be the lighter It hurts But soon we'll all be ash You'll never hear it again You'll never see it again If you don't want to Not if you don't want to We'll never be here again It never happened, my friend We make our own truth At least that's what we hope to do Whoa oh oh Oh oh La la la La la la la Whoa oh oh Oh oh Whoa oh oh What lie is love?
6.
It's sad It's whatever They'll never see the two of us together They'll grow up And come down To sip their drinks through our frowns They'll learn much To forget it They injure and heal like the rest of us Who ponder Our regrets And wonder about their inheritance What should they know? How should I know? I've got a song to sing though What should they know? How should I know? I've got a song to sing though It makes sense I'll admit It happens to all of us in some sense We let go Or lose grip We force these grins and bear it But it's our choice It's a dare To what is there and what is not there What should they know? How should I know? I've got a song to sing though What should they know? How should I know? I've got a song to sing though
7.
I've been thinking about what you said And I'm thinking it's all true Sometimes you just gotta move things around a bit Find a better place to stash our shoes We should start by folding the laundry Could probably stand to lose a thing or two "Sometimes I just start feeling all wrong," you say When them things never move And at the risk of sounding bossy Darlin' let's rearrange our room Oh, let's rearrange our room Cause I've been thinking 'bout what you said And I know you still want to move But in the meantime we can freshen things up a bit I always thought I'd spend more time on that roof You might think that I've been lazy And maybe in some ways that's true But now I'm dying to work for you, baby Let's rearrange our room Darlin' let's rearrange our room Let's rearrange our room Let's rearrange our room Oh, let's rearrange our room Ah, let's rearrange our room Yeah, let's rearrange our room Let's rearrange our room
8.
Chasing Cars 03:55
My head is spinning Like a bottle around this bar I can't help but feel Just like a dog chasing cars You'll never catch but sometimes You'll get caught under the spin-light It leaves a mark You choke out one last bark And spill your guts into the dark of night I'm feeling quite dizzy now Swirling in a heap of sights and sounds Where love is an empty feeling And skin is only for peeling Turn yourself in before you Get yourself figured out Growing up or going down We used to laugh so loud Well the world is spinning Like a bottle in the universe All the gods and all the frauds Just sitting in a circle With apocalypse pursed Jesus Christ, I know what it's like To be betrayed by a kiss So when the bottle stops moving It won't matter much to me who it's facing Holy hell I'm dizzy now It's always back and forth From thorns to crowns That make life a drug for dealing And time a thief for stealing Turn yourself in before it Turns you inside out Growing up or going down My feet are still firm on the ground But I feel so far away from them now And the world is spinning Like a bottle in the universe
9.
Why don't you Crawl on out of your hole, sunshine? I gotta see you again Because I am No good in the darkness, my friend I start drinking alone And then I get Obsessed with moments passing by Can't relax to enjoy them And it's Even worse when I think it through I get tangled and tense And then I'm mean Yes, I don't even like me Y'see I fought in the new Old Revolution But I Don't recall when it ended Cause I saw Bodies falling from buildings when I was in school And the live feed is streaming still It's cruel But it's hard to let go of a battle habit Especially when you're still in love with it Still they won't make peace out of steel and brick If they can't Find some grass and just lie in it It'd make sense If everything had to end Why don't you Tell me something you know, Sunshine? I'll believe in anything I don't Because I've been Playing the game all wrong I thought I wanted the song I was singing But I don't even mean the first half of it And you can bet I won't revise a bit Because it's Not about making love, is it? It's more like throwing a hissy fit It'd make sense If everyone was in on it It'd make sense If everyone's in on it Oh, it'd make sense if everything had to end Time the ancient antagonist Which keeps and loses track of events Time the ancient antagonist It keeps and looses track of us Time the ancient antagonist Keeps and loses track of us Time is the ancient antagonist It keeps and loses track of us It'd make sense If everything had to end Oh, it'd make sense If everything had to end Yes, it'd make sense It'd make sense Oh, it'd make Doot doot Doot doot Doot doot doot Doot doot Doot doot Doot doot Doot doot doot Doot doot. . It'd make sense If everything had to end
10.
Fort Night 06:34
A fried chicken stand Pierced by the shadow of a steeple Taqueria signs Poking their heads over the street Complete sets of furniture Litter the front lawns And some people upon the stairs Take turns passing around something to eat And they're giving it up Just like they were giving up a parking spot Moving along Out of the way may be the last thing anyone's got But what's so great About singing the same songs every night? Everything can be repeated Well, everything except for those first times And lately I've been thinking That it's time for a rewrite Oh lately I have been thinking Pictures of pleasure Tease people staring at the walls A pinup girl's straddle Beer posters under the neons Best selling authors Hone their craft in bathroom stalls Every asshole's got a story About how they know Leon Cause here in Fort Worth They've got everything that you might find in LA A place to swill, a line to sniff A date with nothing to say A strip of bars And most all of us still love it this way Ah, but what's so great About going to the same party every night? When the sun goes down The neighborhood really comes alive But lately I've been drinking Thinking that I'd rather see it dead again Oh lately I have been thinking I take a picture and then it's already over It was just a shift of frame and lens I pull a pedal off of a four leaf clover Well, luck isn't love But then I guess it all depends On just what brand of Entanglement that you are looking for Cause opportunity knocks And on occasion even kicks in a door Oh but still what--what's so bad About getting in the same fight every night? Learn when to punch, when to block And when to bite But lately I've been thinking That I don't wanna see it comin' Oh Oh lately I have been thinking Tell me that story one more time About how you're gonna change You're gonna paint You're gonna write You're gonna find yourself again You're gonna save all that money You've been siphoning for poison And that's gonna fix your brain So when you die real busy Everyone can talk about all the shit you did But lately I've been thinking You should just stop worrying About how it all ends Oh yeah, yeah Oh lately I have been thinking Oh lately I have been thinking Yeah, yeah Oh lately there's something on my mind And I really think of it all the time Oh, oh lately I've been thinking Lately, lately I have been thinking Oh lately I-I-I I've been thinking Yeah, lately I-I I've been thinking Oh been thinking something I-I-I've been thinking Wooh ooh ooh

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released September 23, 2017

All songs written by Cameron Smith. Recorded in June 2017 at Cloudland Recording Studio. Engineered by Peter Weirenga. Produced by Peter Weirenga and Cameron Smith.
Except *"Nothing's Gonna Change", "It's Whatever" and "Fort Night" Recorded at Cloudland Recording Studios throughout the month of September 2016. Engineered by Britt Robisheaux. Produced by Britt Robisheaux and Cameron Smith.

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Cameron Smith is a folk singer and songwriter from Fort Worth, TX

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