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I saw you sliding down the staircase,
Your elbow hit the fire alarm,
It taught me how to die.
I've been a child in the rat race,
And now my mortgage broker's son,
Won't leave me alone.
My girl,
It's time you chose ,
How we can live,
Whilst killing time.
I feel ashamed,
In this game,
Through the flames,
You can make it if you take a chance.
It's alright,
I'll let it slide,
If you feel like holding fire,
I could make it out alive.
And now I must consider leaving,
But my wristwatch is caught on the strap underneath your chin,
Followed by this heavy breathing.
I look around and I'll I see are reasons why I
Still,
Can't free,
My broken heart,
If you can find it,
It's all yours.
I feel ashamed,
In this game,
Through the flames,
You can make it if you take a chance.
It's alright,
I'll let it slide,
If you feel like holding fire,
I could make it out alive.
It's so sad,
It's a fact,
If you feel like holding back,
You may find what I could not.
In this dream,
There's a theme,
That redeems,
The very moment you came alive.
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I saw you smoke in the morning rain.
Back in bed, I was doing crunches.
I feel relief, I feel everything.
Nothing new, at least that’s what her eyes said.
Mist and sea,
Rising cost of living.
I'm ashamed
Of what I’m really thinking.
That’s where blood is.
Feeling rude,
Yet I’m fresh and clean.
I took a bath and washed all of my skin off.
Well I look better just as skull and bones,
Is what the guy who occupies my phone said.
Lightning cloud,
Mountain spewing sulphur.
I’m around
Or not, whatever baby.
That’s where the blood is.
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3. |
Keeping You Up
02:38
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So the effort you show,
Comes and it goes
Like you.
Take back your old place
And fill it again.
I don’t mind keeping you up
All night.
If that’s what you want,
Then that’s what you’ll get.
I used to regret the things in my head,
Now I
Take all of them back.
Out of the black,
I did.
I don’t mind keeping you up
All night.
If that’s what you want,
Then that’s what you’ll get.
I won’t show
Where all this darkness goes.
If you won’t think twice,
Then neither will I.
Take me back,
I’m not complete
Like that.
If only you’d known my faults
You wouldn’t walk,
You’d bolt.
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There comes a point when nothing grips me,
I walk down to the local park.
I feed the ducks and watch the squirrels
Committing treason, breaking hearts.
They band together,
Take my wallet.
Tear up the picture of my kids.
One day I will
Kick their faces in.
They dig tiny
Blades into my shin.
They’ve got it coming, oh, they’ve got it coming.
I want to set their tails ablaze.
I climb the tree, I’ll peek through their nest.
I see them eating, sleeping in their beds.
They mock the colour of my jeans,
I make a ringtone of their screams.
I tell my kids ‘wait in the car,
Daddy’s back before it’s dark’.
I clip and light my last cigar
Then turn their bodies in to art.
One day I will (I said I will)
Kick their faces in. (In the face)
They dig tiny (very small)
Blades into my shin.
I gave it to them,
Oh, I gave it to them.
I wear their fur across my wrist.
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5. |
Arbour of Dreams
03:27
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I washed your name into the stone.
The stone wasn’t anywhere near your home.
The neighbours complained,
But that’s what I like.
I register myself as feeling alright.
And we move, through the brambles.
I’m now the garden we’ve dreamed of since childhood.
I cry to tell you how I feel.
The arbour of dreams is calling us softly,
Why do I fear that this all ain’t real?
Oh my love.
You lost the only key to the car,
But I have a talent for charming the lock on almost any car.
You put in diesel into a petrol engine,
But I have a craving for dark thick fuel.
As we move, through the courtyard.
We’re race through the streets of Monte Carlo.
I lost 17k on red
Your eyes are emeralds of the ocean,
My eyes are as wet as the ocean’s bed.
Oh my love.
Come take my hand, I’ll sail you to China.
I’ll feed you olives, fresh from Athens.
I’ll buy you the moon and various planets,
If you promise this love will never end.
Oh my love.
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Italy '11
03:34
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Getting an answer from you
Is like slipping a sock on a slightly wet foot.
I floated down the lazy river
A porcelain woman’s covered in soot.
Staying at my best friends house,
Watching his dog sleep in her bed
A festival photo of us,
“Italy ‘11” is what it said
But we were at Reading, and it was 2012.
Drinking Guiness from a can,
You’re in Turkey, I’m a man
Who feels listless whilst his missus
Is throwing up in her hotel.
Comical coasters,
You’re boasting about your
Ability to converse in a situation
Without words.
Listening to the grateful dead,
Eating Humus without bread.
No one saw when you abhorred
Every word that I had said.
Well aren’t you funny.
I’ve got an ache in my tummy.
I hope it’s not what you’ve got,
Too much trash, your gut rots.
I’m Mr. Information.
I’ve lost the plot in every nation.
your plane is spiraling from the sky,
Take my word girl, you won’t die.
I’m feeling like a singer,
I’m just about to ring her.
Get your head out of my lap,
If you won’t walk we’ll take a cab.
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7. |
Summer Hit
03:46
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You and I
Are in a new love together.
I haven’t seen the sun,
Well I don’t need to.
I’ve realigned
All previous endeavors.
And now I’ve found
The perfect weather.
Oh, come along and show me
Just what I am supposed to
Believe in something lighter,
Like how you wish you were a fighter.
If I saw you in the streets I’d carry heat,
Tell me again me again.
Now I’m talking to the Butler,
As we try to love each other,
But it’s so hard when the walls won’t let me forget,
Baby put me to the test.
You paraglide
Off the kitchen table.
I’m willing but not able,
Can you summon the strength?
To be a girl
Unafraid of any lover.
I do not have a brother,
But I have a place to be.
Oh, come along and show me
Just what I am supposed to
Believe in something lighter,
Like how you wish you were a fighter.
If I saw you in the streets I’d carry heat,
Tell me again me again.
Now I’m talking to the Butler,
As we try to love each other,
But it’s so hard when the walls won’t let me forget,
Baby put me to the
Testing of my patience,
As you speak in shaking cadence.
Oh, let me see the fate of the one I love
I love Him who lives above.
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The cat picture on the wall
Says nothing at all.
I couldn’t love it any more if I tried.
The day the world ceased to be
You bought a copy of Sims 3.
I bought Gladiator on DVD.
Russell Crowe & Joaquin Phoenix.
Could you let me know
If you love me
When you’re above me.
I’ve been here before,
On the backseat
Of your taxi.
Oh I hear something scratching,
Could you let it in?
Would you let it in?
I’m so glad that you’re still working.
We work together well.
Anyone could tell.
Then I forget about everyone else
Except myself.
Hypochondria kicks in
And nobody listens.
Will you have my baby?
Could you let me know
If you love me
When you’re above me.
I’ve been here before,
On the backseat
Of your taxi.
Oh I hear something scratching,
Could you let it in?
Would you let it in?
I’m so glad that I have found you,
I love Tony Hawk’s on PS2.
You’re so good at doing hand stands,
I wish that you would join my band.
We’d tour the world and never give up,
‘Cause every day we’d fall in love.
Could you let me know
If you love me
When you’re above me.
I’ve been here before,
On the backseat
Of your taxi.
Oh I hear something scratching,
Could you let it in?
Would you let it in?
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Enjoyable Listens London, UK
Enjoyable Listens is the Uber Eats of the alt pop industry. Music that makes. you wanna fax the office and tell them you're doing overtime.
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