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Dancing On A Carousel
03:31
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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 smokin'
Waiting for the police, choke me
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
I'm totally broken
Standing in the doorway smokin
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
Dancing on a carousel
Can you please write me
Something a little less frightening
'Cause 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
I'm dancing on a carousel
I'm totally broken
Standing in the doorway smoking
Waiting for the police, choke me
Take me down to my cell
Living on highways
Fantasy dancing sky-babes
Spinning like plastic pirates
Dancing on a carousel
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Sails In Your Heart
05:03
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I get scared every morning when I wake up
With bad hair and a feeling that 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 failed blue
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 name
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
Sopping clothes won't dry on the clothesline
A sombre sun says goodbye from the horizon
You're all on your own but you can't complain
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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