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Roll with the Blast​/​/​Sleeping Pills

by Poirot's Boys

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Benjamin Walker I like both songs, the end of Sleeping Pills is sublime though. Also, the lyric 'his girlfriend's pregnant, it's a big deal, my girlfriend isn't even real' is great. Favorite track: Sleeping Pills.
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1.
Your bellend boyfriend/Is bringing me down He's far too much weight/To throw around I'm sorry that I'm/not a saint But you're an angel/and he just ain't And, yeah, she's pretty/but she's not bothered She'd settle for me/she wants another She changed her picture/mine stayed the same Invited her round/she never came And I don't wanna hear all about your sordid past But still you're listing me your lovers, from your first up to your last You ever stop to think we might be moving things too fast? Well when it gets too crazy baby well I think we oughta roll with the blast... It's kind of heavy/I'm kind of weak I'm going through a/a losing streak I tried to catch you/you never fell If you don't want me/then very well (huh!) I've got my best friend/and that's enough But he's going through some/some crazy stuff His girlfriend's pregnant/it's a big deal My girlfriend isn't/even real And I don't wanna hear all about your sordid past But still you're listing me your lovers, from your first up to your last You ever stop to think we might be moving things too fast? Well when it gets too crazy baby well I think we oughta roll with the... I don't wanna hear all about your sordid past But still you're listing me your lovers, from your first up to your last You ever stop to think we might be moving things too fast? Well when it gets too crazy baby well I think we oughta roll with the blast... Roll with the blast You've got to roll with the blast You've got to roll with all the questions that you never asked The present, future and the past Roll with the blast, you've got to roll with the blast You've got to roll with the blast, You've got to roll with the blast You've got to ROLL with the blast, ROLL with the blast! ROLL with the blast, you've got to roll with the blast...!
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In my hat that I got from Korea And my Galifinakian beard, it's weird I never thought that I'd ever see you again I was right and you did not appear After 100 songs, but only 5 years Well a square is still a square, and a sin is still a sin Why did you ask me about the future Unless you intended to meet me there? Well, I still have most of my heartache I still have most of my hair I wish that I could leave this planet I wish that I could ditch this habit And I wish that this shit would never happen To anybody, anywhere And I wish, I wish I didn't have to take A whole bottle of pills just to stop me from feeling awake I wish that I could learn from my mistakes But I mostly wish you'd care These sleeping pills are making me ill, they're making me ill These sleeping pills are making me ill (they're making me ill) The earliest train that I ever caught Was from the station where you left my life A carriage to carry me up to the north A candle to carry me into the light I wish that I could leave this planet I wish that I could ditch this habit And I wish that this shit would never happen To anybody, anywhere And I wish, I wish I didn't have to take A whole bottle of pills just to stop me from feeling awake I wish that I could learn from my mistakes But I mostly wish you'd care These sleeping pills are making me ill, they're making me ill These sleeping pills are making me ill (they're making me ill) These sleeping pills (are making me ill) These sleeping pills (they're making me ill) These sleeping pills are making me ill (they're making me ill) These sleeping pills are making me ill, they're making me ill These sleeping pills are making me ill (they're making me ill) These sleeping pills are making me ill, they're making me ill, they're making me ill These sleeping pills are making me ill (they're making me ill) These sleeping pills are making me ill, they're making me ill These sleeping pills are making me ill (they're making me ill) These sleeping pills (are making me ill) These sleeping pills (they're making me ill) These sleeping pills are making me ill (they're making me ill) I'm the furthest ever from home But I am happy to be up here on my own A hotel room for one isn't the end of the world And riding back from Central tonight I am tired as hell, but am feeling alright Maybe it's time to ditch these sleeping pills?

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released May 17, 2014

Recorded at JT Soar by Phil Booth, and mastered by Tom Morton at His House.

Jack Cross played trumpet on both tracks.

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