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Dirty Old Feeling
03:29
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I see you looking so down
With your head hanging low
Nobody's in town
They cancelled the show
Headlight in the driveway
And the sirens in the street
You're stuck in permanent limbo
And you can't find your feet
Lily-livered lemming just looking for a new scene
Another mass suicide tugging on your heartstring
Remember true love it broke the glass ceiling
Now I can't get enough of that dirty old feeling
Can't remember how to function
In a homosapien world
Log you into the metaverse
When you're hungry ring this bell
Still feeling kinda lonely
On your panic attack device
Pour yourself another whiskey
But go easy on the ice
Lily-livered lemming just looking for a new scene
Another mass suicide tugging on your heartstring
Remember true love it broke the glass ceiling
Now I can't get enough of that dirty old feeling
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2. |
Roll In With The Tide
04:03
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I roll in with the tide
When you're by my side
The lights are all on
And I'm trying to try not to try
I just can't relate
To this notion of fate
I line up my laurels against the wall
And nothing has changed
We're just slightly more strange
We bicker like lovers beyond the grave
Then we keep on making up
And we'll keep on breaking up
Till we keep on waking up
No matter how far I walk
I miss the way that you talk
I'm camping beneath the bridges of highways
And I live where I haunt
I suppose I still care
About all the things that aren't there
And you're just living it up like a queen
Nothing has changed
We're just slightly more strange
We bicker like lovers beyond the grave
And we'll keep on breaking up
And we'll keep on making up
Till we keep on waking up
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3. |
This River Is Rising
04:14
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You say you renounce the world
As you wander around
Born again Brahmahcharyan
Sleeping on the ground
Long weeks of the winter
Bitter rain of the spring
This summer will cut you to nothing
You're a delicate thing
It feels like there's nowhere to go
I try not to think
This river is rising
And I'm right on the brink
I could head inland
As money allows
Get paid to pick cherries and apples
Or drink milk from the cows
You say you renounce the world
From some desolate town
There's an answer right up on the mountain
But you cannot bring it down
The surface is slippery
When you're accident prone
You seek out the secret inside you
Where the shadow-winds blow
It feels like I got somewhere to be
No matter where I am
My phone just rings and rings
But it's always a scam
This river is rising
There's dead fish on the shore
It feels like I got something to do
But I cannot remember who for
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4. |
The Sails In Your Heart
03:56
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I get scared every morning when I wake up
With bad hair and a feeling like I might just
Break up with myself and start again
There's bad news on the mirror in the bathroom
No food in the cupboard and I can't do
Another day in this life slowly going insane
But what difference would it make
There's no difference you can fake
When the sails in your heart won't change
When the sails in your heart won't change
I been longing for a time that I never knew
Seen nothing in the sky but a pale blue
I can't light up this world with an old dead flame
I wish to God for a God that I could wish for
I fish in rivers but the fish are in the fish store
I'd up and leave myself for a brand new nae
But what difference would it make
There's no difference you can fake
When the sails in your heart won't change
When the sails in your heart won't change
The wicked wind blows cold through the window
Pale as snow your reflection in the glass glows
Like a dandelion burnt in an ancient flame
The sopping clothes won't dry on the clothesline
The somber sun says goodbye from the horizon
You're all on your own but you can't complain
Coz what difference would it make
There's no difference you can fake
When the sails in your heart won't change
When the sails in your heart won't change
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Take Off Your Armour
02:39
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The dust has arisen from yesterday's past
And nobody knows who's behind the mask
I don't know
I want to
I once was a witch but now I'm a snake
My venom been dammed and fills up the lake
I can't swim
I won't swim
Take off your armour
It's weighing us down
Take off your armour
Before we all drown
Galloping nightmare, pale white storm
As tender as lightning but not quite as warm
It hurts me
It yearns it me
I once was a master now I'm a slave
Just shackled by fear of how others behave
I won't break
I can't break
Take off your armour
It's weighing us down
Take off your armour
Before we all drown
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Vincent Of Another Name
02:42
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He walks through the country loaded up with paint
Steps into the tavern where he drinks like a saint
The mistral wind is blowing in
Through canyons engraved in his skin
He wonders what is wrong with him again
He's only insane and he'll never find fame
He's just a Vincent of another name
All the people striving for their house on the hill
Build their little empires some are standing still
But these finer things he'll never know
He always swims against the flow
Caught beneath the rapids in his mind
He's like a painter gone blind
He wants a life he won't find
He's just a Vincent of another time
You're just always picking at your scabs
It's time to face your fears
The monsters in the darkness remove your from armour
You can't relive the passing of these years
Mockery, derision from the living and the dead
The beauty of hte landscape on a canvas in his head
To never see the light of day
The colours bleed and fade to grey
And nobody shall speak his name again
He was only insane
And he never found fame
He was just a Vincent of another name.
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Dancing On A Carousel
02:54
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I was so good at quitting
I decided to do it again
And again and again
I was so bad at living
I died every day in my brain
In my brain in my brain
I'm totally broken
Standing in the doorway smoking
Waiting for the police choking
Take me down to my cell
Living on highways
Fantasy dancing sky-babes
Spinning like plastic pirates
Dancing on a carousel
It's ten in the morning
When I look up I still see the stars
The stars, pretty stars
I'm not homeless, babe
Just living in between the bars
The bars, shitty bars
Can you please write me something a little less frightening
You only get struck by lightning
When the rain already fell
Can you please take me
Model and then remake me
I wanna be an empty slate
Dancing on a carousel
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