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Apartment Eight
07:04
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The man in the moment is fresh out the guillotine,
the silence is blind as it feeds on your energy
But lately it’s painted deep blue as the water,
as comfort she drips from the edge of the corner
So rewrite the pages that make up a stale routine,
when conscious is failing and sleep is your enemy
You’ll wake up and shake off the skin that you’re wearing,
and out breaks the day with a new sense of feeling
What’s your name, what’s your name boy?
I’ve seen that face before and I know you well.
So we can laugh it off, take it all
We’ve done that before,
and I can hurt some more
Your statements are plain, cut lines through my face
I still play the game, you said to refrain,
fuck that I’m coming back for more
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I’m undercover you won’t see me with the lights out,
I’m into shelter turn the sun down
I’ll puppeteer and pull some strings a little,
oh won’t you tell me am I supposed to feel, at all?
And I hold, hold to you
Hold to you
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2. |
Tip Of Your Tongue
07:13
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Come lay your tears on my skin,
and call off your dogs for this moment we’re in
For my hands are tied, I look for a sign to believe again
Toss away all of my plans,
run for the sake of this man that I am,
A quick glance behind, I see you’ve survived
With my heart in your hands
Show a little sleight of hand, it’s funny
because I know that you can
My hands are tied, I look far behind
To believe again
I don’t think you understand, it’s funny
because I know that you can
My hands are tied, I see you’ve survived
With my heart in your hands.
Try to run if you can
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Back down, by the tip of your tongue
By the weight of your lies,
This comes undone
Wait for, for the end of the winter
When you let down your hair
And you open your eyes
Back down, from the edge of this feeling
Take a short breath of air
Before you fall again
I don’t think you understand, it’s funny
Because I know, that you can
My hands are tied, I look far behind
To believe again
I pack my bags and run, think I’ve had enough
Who the hell was I? Tried to overcome
When it boils down, don’t interrupt me
By all means you can, try to understand
When my time is up, of knowing what it’s like
I don’t think you care,
I’m out of love
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Gave my two cents when you let me, with my back to the wall
A loose grip on the steering wheel, and nine lives to your one
The night rides on a feeling
The roof slipped from the ceiling, a mind stripped of it’s thought
The first flight has departed, and I slept through the call
I hope time doesn’t catch me
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3. |
Balldrop
01:08
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Ball drop, you’ve cooked the landing
Proceed at your own free will
Great height, but not overwhelming
I feared I would fall too soon
But don’t feel no shame about it,
The look on your face
Could strip the illusion and fade in the getaway
And don’t loose no sleep around it,
This dream that we’re in
Is comfort at best under sheets that we’re sleeping in
You said love please wake up,
I’m sorry I have just departed
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4. |
Forget Me
05:22
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Cut my ties with the feeling, and burn it down
For the love that I’m bleeding, is over now
So when I rise in the morning, and fool around
With my time that I’m wasting
Is that alright?
You might find me on the floor
Mind’s been climbing up the walls
Molly never do me wrong,
but she’s been playing up a lot
Acting fairly nonchalant,
Then she puts me through withdrawals
Girl I’ll stay who said I’m leaving?
This is not a judgement call,
Think of it just how you want
Take it leave it not for sure,
I could love you just for show
We could end it unresolved,
I’ll be back for something more
Girl I’ll stay who said I’m living?
Because my heads in a rush, with my thoughts in the deep end
I test out giving up, it’s easy now
Times been in a rut, you say that you could fall back to it all in
But that’s not good enough just leave it open,
keeping the thoughts, keeping the thoughts in.
Forget me, Forget me, It’s not me, Forget me
I cut my ties with the feeling, and burn it down
For the love that I’m bleeding, is over now
So where did you find me? You said it could be,
But love I’m sure, it’s over now
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Sound of the morning she takes what she wants,
leaves me with nothing no feel or control
I've got no feeling no feelings at all,
Take it or leave it I'm taking it all
Fuck what you say in a sec I'll be gone,
I can't confront it but I could be wrong
If this is a joke I'm not laughing it off,
this isn't me and it's gone far too long
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5. |
Breathe
00:19
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6. |
No Problem
04:42
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Confess your mind unable, to take your thoughts as stable
It’s under-said but due, the days that you skate through, dreams in the cars rearview
Case, point, label, set fire to your nature it’s all so self induced
Face in the pavement, I’m in a state like you-
-knew, or what you never learned from
Through and through, it proves,
In heavy conversation
Lucid is the air right?
Hold it in your head boy
You’re not home
Cold feet in your dead sights,
Hope to hell the times right
To phone home
No change face it I could be okay,
But fuck that let’s go and get stoned
New fears, Ideas mixed up with old ways
Loose ends will seal my tongue
Display your minds emotion, at least for now it’s open
It’s all in front of you
Takes one to know one, and I feel a lot of what you-
-knew, or what you never learned from
Through and through, it proves,
In heavy conversation
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No problem when it takes too long,
Fine to let the day drag on
Stop to ease the feeling, thoughts are in the ceiling
I can take the long way home,
before dawn
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Wet Bandits Napier, New Zealand
fuck you Kevin
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