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Playing On Silent
03:25
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In a taxi to the desert-doing it over-with a little atonement
I would ask your name first, but I feel like grainy sixties footage playing on silent.
I can't be over just yet, you wait.
We're going out tonight but it's too late.
In a taxi to the desert-doing it over-with a little atonement
I would ask your name first, but I feel like grainy sixties footage playing on silent.
I can't be over just yet, you wait.
We're going out tonight but it's too late.
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2. |
Fall / Rise
02:47
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This is a shit fairytale
Can we bear to talk?
Crawl into a bed and sleep it off with me
Emotionally stunted
Spear-tip ideas too blunted to make puncture
Emotionally stunted
Spear-tip ideas too blunted to make puncture
Can you hold me back?
Fall to rise then fall to rise again.
This is a shit fairytale
Can we bear to talk?
Crawl into a bed and sleep it off with me
When can I be done?
No more bullshit search for truth to guide me home alone.
Fall to rise then fall to rise again
Can you hold me back?
Fall to rise then fall to rise again.
This is a shit fairytale
Can we bear to talk?
Crawl into a bed and sleep it off with me
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3. |
Have A Nice Evening.
03:20
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Never meant to ruffle feathers
I'm just a blip on the radar of your wandering soul
Taxi home but I don't remember
Like I saw it all in a movie once.
"Clementine, rebirth"
-"Clever line."
"I heard it first."
...I know we're cursed
Fly by night, monger, you knew who we were.
And we were younger then, oh I swore I was anything but innocent.
...She wrote her name and number on loose rolling paper
Ripped by the pen, she carried it around with her.
She took it out of her pocket later on, rolled in tobacco and weed, said "have a nice evening," and smoked it in front of me.
Like I saw it in a movie once...
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4. |
Youth Up
03:40
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I don't believe it, but I can.
Maybe it's worth it?
I can run, but it's not enough.
Sign your soul, here.
You are wealth.
Your silence now is doing all the talking.
We'll let you shine.
We'll let you blind.
I don't really think about anything else.
In time I'll find its weakness
In time I'll find this moment stashed away
We used our youth up
We used our youth up
We used our youth up in a wave of sparks and chrome, headed for another coast.
Close enough to close it off.
A beggar's stare and dolled-up drawl.
If you see me then you've gone too far.
If you see me then you've gone too far.
When that blood boil whistles out, I won't give you trouble now.
I don't really think about all the youth we're throwing out
If you see me then you've gone too far.
Can you see me coz you've gone too far.
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5. |
Deep Freeze
03:53
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Your eyes are painted on and they only follow me. They're fixing to jump out of the screen. I don't know how to joke, I don't know how to - please, what do you want from me? Dim and distant lives flicker on and off all around us, yet everything we do has a purpose? Somehow love is out there trying to find us here? Hidden in a wide web--somewhere in a deep freeze--no more likely than a close facsimile. But I'm a dog that rolls over when you show me the treat......
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6. |
Never Ever Ever
03:30
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I'm about to throw in the towel, but I don't want to do it just now--can you be cool?
Pieces fall into place, the signals have been erased--such a gamble.
Do you miss me, yet?
Do you miss me?
Do you miss me, yet?
Do you miss me?
I feel like I'm running in place.
Do I need to further explain how I'm zoning?
Yeah I know you're zoning, too, and it's killing me to let you loose.
You did it to yourself.
...You know I don't really want you knocking on my door.
Do you miss me, yet?
Do you miss me?
Do you miss me, yet?
Do you miss me?
You know I don't really want you knocking on my door.
You know I don't really want you knocking on my door.
Do you miss me, yet?
Do you miss me, yet?
Do you miss me, yet?
...such a gamble.
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7. |
Instant Money
03:55
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If i ever was a mess, I would be now.
If the time would come where it could be expressed, I know I’d keep it down.
Have you ever seen?
Ooh. I could watch it all day...feeling thin like I move like cracks through the roof.
I feel the rain.
But apparently I missed loose lips on this sinking ship.
We’re a thousand miles and a million dollars away.
If we were born in sin can we get bored of sin?
And clap your hands like you're in it to win.
We’re a dead-heat tie and sorry we’re not sorry but, hey…
I see a mistake, right there inside a moment-less face.
I get lost in the motion...succumb to the motion.
Have you ever seen it?
Ooh. I could watch it all day, feeling thin like I move like cracks through the roof.
I feel the rain.
But apparently I missed loose lips on this sinking ship.
We’re a thousand miles and a million dollars away.
If we were born in sin can we get bored of sin?
And clap your hands like you're in it to win.
We’re a dead-heat tie and sorry we’re not sorry but, hey…
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8. |
Dead Malls
05:13
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In a dead mall parking lot, down on our knees,
a yellow newspaper blows by in the breeze.
You said that when we bleed, it moves the sheets.
Well we got here, now... so what do you think?
I fix my hair with my reflection in the window across the street
Because I slept at your place last night and left for work in a hurry.
You've got to be careful not to get involved with me.
There are a thousand hands tied behind this back.
The magnitude of our perfect failure,
The hope that made the cut run deeper,
The overwhelming sense that we can't stop ourselves...
The magnitude of our perfect failure,
The hope that made the cut run deeper,
The overwhelming sense that we can't stop ourselves...
The magnitude of our perfect failure,
The hope that made the cut run deeper,
The overwhelming sense that we can't stop ourselves...
The magnitude of our perfect failure,
The hope that made the cut run deeper,
The overwhelming sense that we can't stop ourselves...
The magnitude of our perfect failure,
The hope that made the cut run deeper,
The overwhelming sense that we can't stop ourselves...
The magnitude of our perfect failure,
The hope that made the cut run deeper,
The overwhelming sense that we can't stop ourselves...
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9. |
Ruthless December
03:16
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I need to surprise.
Covered our eyes,
but light bleeds through in time.
I can remember the ruthless December, drinking hot tea and eating ourselves alive. I’ll get the hell out of here.
A flash and a memory
of love that’s genuine,
conflicted and torn.
Lying on the floor, I play with your toes while you order pizza. How could we lose this lie? I’ll get the hell out of here
Because I can remember the ruthless December, drinking hot tea and eating ourselves alive. I’ll get the hell out of here.
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10. |
So Much To Lose
04:10
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I know this twilight zone.
I’ll stay in this place, I know the inner workings, every acronym.
No need to share your doubt, there’s nothing here that you don’t know about. I know it’s not a lot.
Your eyes are rolling in. Let’s fade into ephemera again.
I was made of gold until you sold my soul.
I know this twilight zone.
Stay in my arms and never go home.
I don’t really see how you could ever get over me,
but I’ve been surprised before.
I was made of gold until you sold my soul.
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