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Decay
03:21
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Losing touch
Don't know what I'm hearing anymore
Losing touch
Don't know what I'm feeling anymore
Flowers grow
Out of my eyes
They all wilt
When I see you
Stay in my mind
Stay in my bed
I don't want to get older
Stay in my mind
Stay in my head
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Passive Passive
04:03
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Coquette Jimmy starts to crack
I don't wanna dress like that
Tie your shoelace
Plait your curls
I don't wanna be your girl
Or your best friend in the world
I just wanna wear your pearls
It's all good if you get yours
Passive-passive saves the day
I don't mind and it's okay
Maybe I should stay the night
It's okay and I don't mind
You can keep me if you like
But you kill me every time
That's just fine if I get mine
Wear me like you care about me
I've got so much harm to give
Wary cuz I never tried to let you in
Wary cuz I never try for anything
I think I'm getting better and
It's great to be deluded and
I'd sell my soul for crazy
Is that stupid?
Hell it's unfair, that I know,
It's who you are and where you go
Not what you make
But who it's for
I don't want to be your whore
I can't love you anymore
I just want to lose it all
That's all great if you get everything
It is getting better and
It's great to be deluded
I'd kill myself for crazy
Is that stupid?
It is so much harder now my
Thoughts have been diluted
I'd eat up all your crazy
But I'm stupid
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3. |
Auto
03:39
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my city is sucking my soul
i was missing palaces
all ramshackle toolsheds and
uncut shanty towns
twist between misplaced greenhouses
with isosceles rooftops lining the canals
decorating deltas where you found the
washed up bones of that silent kid
who went missing from your neighbourhood
you know she was gone before she was gone for good
there’s thunder in my head and a
flame behind my nose telling me that
I should go
it was all sinking ships and i was busting lips
fireflies in the water and buzzing streetlamps
and i was locked inside every crack in the footpath
the hum of the park got louder at night and
cancers grow all over the city but
it’s still very pretty and we were parasites in Paris
we were troglodytes embarrassed by the
manners and behaviours of the modern man
no one really knows their kids
nobody kisses their parents anymore
no one really talks to their kids and
nobody talks to their parents anymore
it’s all been said before it’s said i’m done
auto
my city is sucking my soul
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Dumbbo
04:09
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busy is as busy does maybe i’m frustrated ‘cuz
picking out catastrophes from all those laid in front of me is
proving to be hard to bear ceiling cracks and i just stare
falling bricks and i just stare
super-silent fantasy you don’t get what you want from me
i feel so sorry when i sing for everybody listening
who’ll never hear a voice so sweet
sleeping limbs and undertow the differences that i don’t know
we’re in love and that’s a fact and i don’t even dress like that
i don’t even comb my hair ceiling cracks and i just stare
falling bricks and i just stare
dumbbo walks the wrong way home eyes dried up inside his skull
clouds of birds Korea-bound as we move on to two-horse towns
big fat moons and finger bones reminding me that i’m alone
sleeping in the undertow pull your heart straight through your skull
put me on a higher shelf even when i touch myself
so carefully tossed aside like it won’t hurt if i’m alive
all this weight inside my head fire blackening my bed
sick to death with all your friends who all hate me for hating them
when i say your name i choke
when i say my name i choke
when i say your name i
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Scared of Everything
03:49
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I'll be your prince, I'll be your queen
Or anything else on a platter
Dried up your tears, silence stinging your ears
Nothing you felt ever mattered
Coming for me and I'm counting my teeth
I cut my tongue on your canines
Bleeding for weeks and I'm scared of these freaks
That I become in the nighttime
All the days turn in to night I'm afraid to go outside
I don't want to see your skin I'm afraid to let you in
Fond regrets will kill you, son
And looking out for number one
No loving burdens, diamond rings
It's heart breaking
Sweating cold blood under a tree of smoke
It sinks in deep to my arteries under the ground lives that
Silvery sound swelling up my capillaries
Fond regrets will kill you son
And looking out for number one
No loving burdens, diamond rings
It's heartbreaking
Scared of everything
All the days and all the nights too afraid to go outside
I'm afraid of my own skin and I want you gone
Climb the staircase
Grip my gun
Just looking out for number one
I couldn't think a single thing
It's heartbreaking
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6. |
Belle of the Tar Pits
03:59
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I rip of your dream-state shiver and dip my toes in the big black river and
Dry them off in the cemetery by the plot they buried Betty
Close my eyes and softly amble up to her head and start to ramble
All of my thoughts and all my worries;
How I hate when spiders scurry on the wall above headboard
I don't wish that I was dead but sometimes it's so hard to think anything else
She said: "Boy, I had your problems I got death and you got over it
Now I'm stuck in these clothes forever I wish my mother had dressed me better!
Each day I wish I was ashes and sometimes I can't stand the silence and
All the worms that eat me from the inside-out complete me and
It's never what I thought it'd be. It's such a great big part of me but
Sometimes I think that it should have been you"
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I'm so tired of songs about sex and I'm so tired of dreams about sex.
I wiped off my knees and kissed her; slouched back in to the big black river.
Betty I don't care, I don't care about anyone.
As soon as I was wrapped in black I suddenly knew how to act on
All my fears and all my worries slipped away as children scurried.
Each day they grow warm with silence; no more hugs and no more Fighting sometimes it's so nice to be everything else.
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