1. |
Lie Still
02:51
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Oh honey come on over
I don’t wanna hold your hand
You’re like a four leaf clover
The way you understand
It aint so bad
What really gets me messy
Lets not be too obscure
Before you I was a dead beetroot
It scares me we're already 24
As you’re moving the moon
In the glare of the sunlight
I’m the pinch at the end of your dream
All the rainbows are cracked
All the ocean is anchors
There is nothing to do but lie still
I whisper in your ear
Don’t know what makes you tick
We just keep throwing shit
To see if any sticks
Come on
Lie Still
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2. |
Mudslinger
03:28
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I pray to god and I swear it’s true
That I’m never gunna ever end up like you
And once you’re done slinging mud I’m gunna tell you
Well a worm never tried to look me in the eye
And a dog never tires of trying to make you smile
But since you’re so good at digging holes, might have to bury you
There is nothing you can do
There is nothing you can say
We are only passing through
We are cold and cast away
So when you wake up late and your ego’s stung
I’m still the faggot Christ with the acid tongue
I've got blood on my shirt from the heart on my sleeve
And a mouth so full of shit that I can barely breathe
So chew on that for a while and get back to me
There is no return to satisfaction
Until I rain on your parade
Oh! Oh!
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3. |
Long Year
03:33
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I spent a long year entwined in your pigtails
Following your tail
Dining on entrails
You spent a long year pretending that you weren’t lost
But the belt of your boss was
Stained with your lip gloss
Now I can show you how to go
From way up high to way down low
I have been there long ago
So flatten the dog ears of this long year
I was just stemming the blood loss
Forgetting who I was
Its been a long year entwined in your pigtails
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4. |
1999
03:24
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You said
"I wanna leave this world changed for the better
When the heavy sky turns me to dust"
You cut down your hours to focus on obstetrics
Said 1999 can’t come soon enough
Frozen night
Blinded by the car headlights
So please
I need you to be here with me
I need you now you don’t have me
Remember when we thought the world was ending
Before winter wrapped you round a tree
I did the best I could before I gave in
Let 1999 have the best of me
Evil thoughts
Creeping in the open doors
Frozen night
Blinded by the car headlights
You’ll never count them all
Evil thoughts
Creeping in the open doors
We never had a chance
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5. |
Simple Life
02:50
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We live where the focus is blurred
Down where the water is burnt
You try to have something to say
But the words just keep slipping away
And it melts my mind
The way you spend your time
That you still have the gall to tell me what is right
I’ll have a simple life
If I was a shot in the dark
Then you were the brightest spark
If I had just one thing to say
I’d say don’t let your hope fade away
I wont let myself
Be defined by someone else
Or what they earn
Or what they say that I am worth
If I could only meet
The kid I used to be
I’d tell him things are not as cruel as they might seem
And you can’t burn the field to keep the snakes out
Without killing the seeds
Hold on one day you’ll get a simple life
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