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You're the analyst
The fungus in my milk When you want no one And you've got someone Through the wind You crawl And laugh at burning dunes When no one else will Ever see Now that you know why you feel like you do They're turning their head whilst they wait For no one And finally I know why you feel like letting go I'm watching you watch Over me and I've got The greatest view from I'm watching you watch Over me and I've got The greatest view from here here Mistakes don't mean a thing If you don't regret them So pack your tactic toes for the winter Chain a waterfall to burned and withered skin No one else will ever see I'm watching you watch Over me and I've got The greatest view from here I'm watching you watch Over me and I've got The greatest view from here Now that you know why you feel like you do They're turning their head whilst they wait For no one And finally I know why I feel like you're letting go I'm watching you watch Over me and I've got The greatest view from here I'm watching you watch Over me and I've got The greatest view from here The greatest view from here The Greatest View |
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Follow the tides
Drown in your headspin Forget the world tonight Leave all my joys People are plastic A war with elastic knights And I know how you feel in the night Do you know how I feel in the night? 'Cause I know why I feel all the Pins in my needles, pins in my needles, you Pins in my needles, pins in my needles, you Face down holes Pay them with love 'Cause money is hollow This time is not for self emotions Comfort motions are hard to notice And I know how you feel in the night Do you know how I feel in the night? 'Cause I know why I feel all the Pins in my needles, pins in my needles, you Pins in my needles, pins in my needles, you |
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She tripped on a hole that I'd dug in the soil
To be part of a human garden and I couldn't Stand in the straight postured sun But you stood in the mud which came unsoiled When I came along You see it's good for nothing, good for nothing A close look at something So close It's too much of not enough When all we need is just a taste I strapped myself in for a safe saccharide Before it started I tried to be anything I saw fit And it all seemed to fit but you came undone When I came along Blind white lies and shallow truth Broken strings and stolen youth I've seen too much of not enough but You came much closer than they had before You never stop needing And it's good for nothing |
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Miles away
There's hopeless smiles brighter than mine And I need for you to come and go Without the truth falling out Old incisions refusing to stay Like through the trees on a cloudy day Telephone Socially scared and impaired If the trees will bloom the wind can blow Without the fruit falling out Feels like the wind blows Holding you with us She takes no other Falls light and ashes Blooming like winter Dry eyes and cracked lips Under the stone wall Withdrawn and wishless And you brighten my life like a polystyrene hat But it melts in the sun like a life without love And I've waited for you so i'll keep crying out Without you |
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Contained in my cotton crib
Where I feel no turbulence The ocean sleeps upon a shelf And it feeds my apathy But I can feel it in the night Like rain upon my skin Inside a winter Would you begin to splinter If I decide to recognise my thorns Cause everytime I see your face in a cloud I feel no violence So tilt the water Til it turns me around To my own asylum Dry in the day And fading away in the night I feel the sun before it's light And it fades away into the night I was afraid, I feared myself I cleared the shelf And killed the shame But I can feel it in the night Collect the rocks And throw them over borders To shake the muddy waters And clear myself From hiding every thorn Cause everytime I see your face in a cloud I feel no violence So tilt the water Til it turns me around To my own asylum Dry in the day And fading away......... And we grow in a garden Where all that we know You're just a fool for him. Cause everytime I see your face in a cloud I feel no violence So tilt the water Til it turns me around To my own asylum Dry in the day and fading away Dry in the day and fading away Dry in the day and fading away ................in the night. |
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In the middle of the side of the road
I'm a cynical baby So your god fell in love with the war Well he's only your God I'm the first male lesbian I feel less being jaded The gayest straight boy that you'll ever meet And I meet everyone only not in the flesh Easy, hopeless admiration of a Hollywood home Easy, hopeless admiration We're living in, we're living in a Hollywood home We're living in, we're living in a Hollywood hole We're living in, we're living in a Hollywood home We're living in In the middle of the side of the road I'm a cynical baby So your god fell in love with the war He never knew why but hell, he made a fault Easy, hopeless admiration of a Hollywood home Easy, hopeless admiration We're living in, we're living in a Hollywood home We're living in, we're living in a Hollywood hole We're living in, we're living in a Hollywood home We're living in, we're living in Head's tied to a rolling sculpture Limp feet proceed to hold me Easy, hopeless admiration of a Hollywood home Easy, hopeless admiration Easy, hopeless admiration of a Hollywood home Easy, hopeless admiration We're living in, we're living in a Hollywood home We're living in, we're living in a Hollywood hole We're living in, we're living in a Hollywood home We're living in, we're living in We're living in We're living in We're living in We're living in, we're living in Now that you've come home |
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When I find my thoughts
It seems I'm losing myself In the dark of my mind In the ocean of time So I read between the cracks In the time that I write But the salt water's dry And the pain's in the sky Give me something real Something I can feel Because the truth feels like a movie All you do is ramble Discard your life for shambles Ramble To break the silence Open up and ramble To break the silence and open your mind Leave it behind you No longer engaged To insecure scars Cause nothing's secure It's just kept behind bars And I love everything You've learnt to ignore But you don't wanna hear If you've heard it before I'll give you something real Something you can feel You take your life and make of it what you can All you do is ramble Discard your life for shambles Ramble To break the silence Open up and ramble To break the silence and open your mind Leave it behind you Open up your eyes Stop thinkin' 'bout all of the things you were never shown Open up your eyes Stop thinkin' 'bout all of the things you were never shown Cause all you do is ramble So light another candle All you do is ramble Discard your life for shambles Ramble To break the silence Open up and ramble To break the silence and open your mind Leave it behind you |
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Thrust the candle to the dark of your disease
Burn the fishplate execute ill memories Labyrinth of sympathy in which I'm lost and can't leave And too much truth overshadows the lime lies And what lies beneath the clouds is an Altered perception and I'll pay for sanity But sanity don't come cheap You don't know the truth and I love your life Flinch against the fire but this ain't winter And I'm all by myself the way I wanna be Where I'm content to be to be all by myself But frozen eyes are bound to melt |
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Breathe in the night That crushed a tired sunrise Born again the day Brings young naivety A laptop souvenir is worth its weight In silver a golden son You'll be home again And I'll be home again Mend in my sleep I'm boxing under water Waddle on the wake Waking on a summer day After all these years Forget about all the troubled times Munificent, artless and ascetic Playing like a scared Enthusiastic pawn And every father's pain Casts a shadow over a broken son You'll be whole again And I'll be whole again All those years I was hurting to feel Something more than life |
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to moonn6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte)
across the night it was the moon that stole my slumber across the night i feel in love wiyh people slepping and huggedd a man's artistic shoulder i feel tired, asleep in a golden ocean yuoe eyes perspired, a spike in my fascination i don't near to make you cry but this feeling will un night trough thr night and i'll only make you cry whit these feelings sleepless,untamed with a leash on the light around me so let us be married and have another baby cuz i don'y wanna be lonely i just wanna be alone yeah let's just us get married shouting baby,baby,babies "you'll never sleep at all" but i don't wanna be lonely never see the sunshine from higher points than sunn'se i don't wanna be lonely i just wanna be alone |
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I fondle keys to my heart when everyone's heart
Seems so calm And you found the lock To my dorm and opened the door to my trust Fund. my vestry The light in my darkest hour is fear Denies me of anything good sooo. Don't lose your heart you'll need it You'll have to take another pill and tell another lie And lie amongst your lies like tuna in the brine. Take everything that you're not and don't be so Scared to tamper (temper) with (temper) "tampered with" evidence (tamper) Coz you'll come along for the sun if you come at all To lose your heart you'll have to take, take and take. Painting a lie seeing the colours but you seem Closer to everything Closer now than we ever have been We're closer now than we ever should (we) be Closer now than we've ever been before Closer to everything Busking for change and changing everything Feeble fables aren't changing many things It's my time to shine like a tuna in the brine For my pregnant paws aren't changing anything To all of the animals who keep sipping the sweat >From my back, You're making me ill And I can't get enough So take another pill and tell another lie And lie amongst your lies like tuna in the brine. |
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