1. |
Once Removed
04:17
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If I had one last chance
I'd win a fight with the moon.
If I had you. If I had you.
If I had a moment
Like this every day.
If I had you. If I had you.
But they're just letting me know they got the joke.
Like my dead beat dad.
I am looking...I am looking for something more.
I don't have to be alone,
But countless poets and singers have done the same.
I just need to find a different scar
On a different body and nurse it back to health.
And I've got your fingerprints but I'm never gonna go the distance,
I know you're scared as hell but you won't be safer with me...with me.
If I had any choice
I'd fall for everyone in this room,
I just want you or maybe you.
But they're just letting me know they got the joke.
Like my dead beat dad,
I am looking...I am looking for something more.
I don't have to be alone,
But countless poets and singers have done the same,
I just need to find a different scar
On a different body and nurse it back to health.
I got your fingerprints but I'm never gonna go the distance,
I know you're scared as hell but you won't be safer with me.
I'm sure that you'll handle it well but you won't be happy with me.
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2. |
Sunset Song
02:32
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I wish it was sunset,
And you and I were dancing,
Through a minefield,
Right into the night.
And there is a pink sky.
It is our blanket,
If I'm honest,
I bet we won't die.
I'll tell you I like you,
You'll never ask why,
And we'll free fall,
Back down to the ground.
I don't wanna tell you,
I'm a spiritual guy,
I am a fool,
Who's through with love.
I'm through with love.
I'm through with love.
But I guess I'm not done.
I guess I'm not done.
I'm not through with love.
I'm not through with love.
I'll never be done.
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3. |
Methlab
02:49
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The lights are a different part of it,
Your eyes light up like fireworks for me.
I just wanna be part of it,
Part of what goes on in-between your sheets.
I am a methlab;
You are my amphetamine.
And I'm coming back;
You are the tear inside my jeans.
Now I'm like Shakespeare running uphill,
Explosions are going off in outer-space.
We don't care if it's dangerous,
When they ignite I'll finally see her face.
I've been spinning round and round,
I think I'm living on the ground,
But I've been living in my head,
Because it's as close to the sky as I can get.
I'm not sure if it's love but if it is it's not enough,
And though I feel a bit confused,
Tomorrow I might make the front-page news.
So let's be productive,
Let's fall in love and paint these walls.
Can we talk on the phone some more?
I am a methlab;
And you were my amphetamine.
I'm never going back;
You were the tear inside my jeans.
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4. |
The Final Dying Sounds
03:00
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(... this is for Spencer)
The final dying sounds echo out,
They are still ringing in my ears,
Clear as a bell,
Your cadence fits you so well.
My emotions are running sky high,
There's a symphony inside.
I used to rely on looking back,
But I'd break a bone if that would make you laugh.
There's saliva everywhere and I don't care,
I think I talk too much anyway.
And I'm not much of a detective,
But I get the sense that you might feel the same.
I'm clenched fist, angry, and you'd agree,
Maybe I should take a year.
Stop trying to be happy,
You'll feel much better when you let go of your dreams.
I am your reflection,
I watch you everyday,
I live in all your mirrors,
Just to make sure you're okay.
And when your snot's escaping use my sleeve to wipe your nose,
I don't care if that's disgusting, I will never think you're gross.
I've got no more fucks to give,
I've got no more hair to grow,
I just call it where I live,
But I guess you'd call it home.
I'm done trusting history,
I'm done solving mysteries.
I wanna see what you have seen,
I wanna walk under your feet.
Death would be a great adventure,
For you and me.
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