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All my friends are financial institutions
When I get home they’ve left me loving messages
Please call us it’s urgent news
We really need to talk to you
When I call back and wait for them to pick up on their end
They don’t even ask how my day’s been
Sir we’re calling because you’re past due
We’re not interested in talking to you
They’ve proposed this bill
It’s in legislation
If it were to pass
It would stop all collections
We’d amass our debt
Into a ridiculous number
Then take all of our equity and balance our lives
Sir we’re calling because you’re past due
We’re not interested in talking to you
They’ve proposed this bill
It’s in legislation
If it were to pass
It would stop all collections
We’d amass our debt
Into a ridiculous number
Then take all of our equity and balance our lives
Please vote no on this
I’d lose all my friends
They’re the only reason
I’ve charged all of this
Now I am forever sleeping
I don’t get a wake up call from my friends
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Ready, Set, Worry
03:08
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Please let this page a friend to listen
Hold tight
Double lies, turned truths, and faked confessions
Watched at night
I know it’s wrong
It’s the ink that’s drawn
I’d like to welcome you to
One State
They’ll place the yoke of burden
On you
See through sidewalks match the minds and numbers
All in line
Marching down the asymptote on their way to zero
Losing sight
I know it’s wrong
It’s the ink that’s drawn
They brought you mathematically infallible
Happiness
So please place all of your trust
In this and in us
Surgically removed imagination
Chained ignorantly to blissful music
Brought back to start forgotten mission
Dropped the cause and returned to our tickets
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I Think That Was S.O.S.
03:51
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Isn’t this a miracle invention
A little bit of plastic and wire
Now if I could only remember
The notes in your telephone number
If I knew the sound it made
And I sang it for you
Barring any impedance
Would it sound the same for you
I was searching for this
Lost telephone moment
Somewhere in this field
Signals growing ever so dramatic
If I knew the sound it made
And I sang it for you
Barring any impedance
Would it sound the same for you
There’s a thousand miles of string not wire
I measured in meters
From me to you in actuality
It’s only a couple of feet
If I knew the sound it made
And I sang it for you
Barring any impedance
Would it sound the same for you
If I knew the sound it made
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As we warm our cold engines
Clear the snow from our covered windows
Let’s share this morning’s coffee
Speak while we thaw out our hands
Watch the snow pile on the rooftops and powerlines
See the smoke rise from the chimney let’s go inside
I know
We’ll survive this winter
There’s hope
In our hats and scarves and sweaters
In my bedroom reprieved from
This cold weather that cages my home
My heater will battle
The cold air that sneaks in the window
And outside orange spreads across the evening sky
All the houses illuminate with artificial light
I know
We’ll survive this winter
There’s hope
In our hats and scarves and sweaters
Let’s shovel this little pathway
Between both of our long driveways
There’s a storm bringing snow our way
Contractually speaking we must hibernate
I know
We’ll survive this winter
There’s hope
In our hats and scarves and sweaters
I know
The moon won’t glow forever
There’s hope
In the season after winter
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My Loving Tiger Minneapolis, Minnesota
My Loving Tiger is the combined efforts of long time musical partners Mark Kayser and Justin Malzahn. After a long hiatus we are back to revisit, re-record, and re-release every song we've ever written. Click the YouTube link below to join us on our mission. ... more
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