1. |
Sunday Morning
02:56
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Woke up drunk and screamed inside my head
When I think about it I regret it more than ever
Try to drown myself in beer and cheap cigarettes
Nothing seems to work can I choose not to remember
Well you came around to see me play and
Talked to me throughout the day and
For a moment you were everything
Why couldn’t you just say you had better things to do?
Instead of leaving me the mess I’m in
So what, so why should I even care
In arms reach an empty bottle through a broken mirror
And so I wait but there’s nothing else
Got to hold it all so I can keep myself together
Sunday morning
Never changing
I’m still wasted
And the sunlight’s creepin’ in
It’s getting boring
And I hate it
I’m still wasted
And the sunlight’s creepin’ in
Sunday morning
Never changing
I’m still wasted
And the sunlight’s creepin’’ in
It’s getting boring
And I hate it
I’m still wasted
And the sunlight’s creepin’ in
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2. |
Cannibal
03:14
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Knock out
Whatever happened to good old-fashioned romance?
I sit and wait outside
I stay out of the light
And where you go I’ll follow you
Down dimly dark lit avenues
You don’t need to be alone tonight
So don’t say nooooooo
I watch you walking down the empty street
The sight of you gets my heart beating
You don’t wanna waste away, so
Stay here forever
I’ll take a little everyday
Remember the time we met
I yelled out “Surprise!” and said
Let’s get away
Lying in my car
Fast asleep on the backseat
Just like yesterday
I just want your heart deep inside of me
I love it how you’re sweet and a little savoury
So don’t say nooooooo
I watch you walking down the empty street
The sight of you gets my heart beating
You don’t wanna waste away, so
Stay here forever
I’ll take a little everyday
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A guilty man in everyone it might not always show
Whispers I’m not listening they’re not leading me home
The truth and I don’t speak we haven’t spoken for a week
I’d rather pack my things right now and go
Animals so delicate we break before too long
Isolate your senses so you don’t know when you’re wrong
It’s been so many days we’ll dance and revel in the haze
We’ll mime the words pretend to sing along
And the fire never burns
Precious things we try to hold em
Just hanging out with no apologies
And I guess we’ll never learn
All in all we’ve got a problem
We’ll watch the houses fall into the sea
Am I better than this
Are we all better than this
It’s been so many days we’ll dance and revel in the haze
We’ll mime the words pretend to sing along
And the fire never burns
Precious things we try to hold em
Just hanging out with no apologies
And I guess we’ll never learn
All in all we’ve got a problem
We’ll watch the houses fall into the sea
My mumma said all these things that filled my head with thoughts and images of a brave new world
We’ll fall behind and never question why
We’ll laugh and dance as one and fall [WE FALL!] and fall together
So shut your eyes and say a prayer cause it won’t go away
A couple grams should get you there again like yesterday
Everybody’s faking it not brave enough to say
We’re all on a soma holiday
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I try to shut up but the words keeping falling out
Ok in retrospect but it's getting painful now
And I don't know how the hell to get through this
Cause I'm worried that there's something that I'll miss
And you watched from the front row of the mezzanine
And saw the players play the game
And I watched from the comfort of my living room
Not knowing who even wrote the play
And it's taking all I can to see it through
But in the end there's nothing I can do
It's a labour full of hate and I know I can barely wait
To watch it crash and burn now without you
And you watched from the front row of the mezzanine
And saw the players play the game
And I watched from the comfort of my living room
Not knowing who even wrote the play
My eyes are playing trick on me
So I'll just trust my ears
Been making all this shit up now
For over thirty years
And despite the slings and arrows
In my head
And you watched from the front row of the mezzanine
And saw the players play the game
And I watched from the comfort of my living room
Not knowing who even wrote the play
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Aren't Dead!!!!
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5. |
Carry Oh!
03:08
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I got locked up once again
Stop short of execution
Someone different every day
I’m in here with all my friends
No backyard education
Head down nothing much to say
A bag over my head
But no one’s listening
So we sing Carry Oh Carr Oh
We sing because we don’t know what to do
So we sing Carry Oh Carr Oh
We sing because there’s nothing else to do
I used to keep my hands
Firmly in my pockets
Nothing ever comes for free
They say “we’ve got other plans
You’d better hide your bruises
Wouldn’t want the world to see”
A bag over my head
But no one’s listening
So we sing Carry Oh Carr Oh
We sing because we don’t know what to do
So we sing Carry Oh Carr Oh
We sing because there’s nothing else to do
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