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| 1. |
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Behold the light doth rise
Behold the light doth rise Return to lunar-lit sight Return to lunar-lit sight Behold the light doth rise Behold the light doth rise Return to lunar-lit sight Return to lunar-lit sight You look through your personal windows just to see me And the personal vertigo, I believe from lack of dreaming Beneath the lavender hide Beneath the lavender hide Behold the light doth rise Return to lunar-lit sight Behold the light doth rise Behold the light doth rise Return to lunar-lit sight Return to lunar-lit sight You look through your personal windows just to see me And the personal vertigo, I believe from lack of dreaming With blame laid on the speedy sun Slumber plane, slumber plane just fine Slumber plane, slumber plane just fine Slumber plane, slumber plane just fine Slumber plane, slumber plane just fine You look through your personal windows just to see me And the personal vertigo, I believe from lack of dreaming You look through your personal windows just to see me And the personal vertigo I believe from lack of dreaming With blame laid on the speedy sun |
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| 2. |
| 4:02 |
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Make me all the same all the time
Change me into something new Tell me what's the thorn in my side Tell me what's the thorn in my side Break me into infinity Take me but leave only one crumb Tell me what's the thorn in my side Tell me what's the thorn in my side Hey, I'll sit and talk about each little thing Pick it apart now It splits at the seams Hey, I'll sit and talk about each little thing Pick it apart now It ceased existing Hurt me with a bold ten or twelve Burn me with a smile from yourself Tell me what's the thorn in my side Tell me what's the thorn in my side Hey, I'll sit and talk about each little thing Pick it apart now It splits at the seams Hey, I'll sit and talk about each little thing Pick it apart now It ceased existing Tell me what's the thorn in my side Hey, I'll sit and talk about each little thing Pick it apart now It splits at the seams Hey, I'll sit and talk about each little thing Pick it apart now It ceased existing |
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| 3. |
| 3:01 |
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You be a good girl
You'll get everything you need I'll give you house white I'll provide you'll see Children will cheer you Gold to touch your feet And only laughter It's the kind that you'll agree You'll see You'll see You'll see out of this black hole From sunny days to green trees And when you grow up you'll be beautiful You'll see No more diseased pets Or dumpster diving no more You'll come home to Milk-chocolate lined floors And we'll all be there Dining in style In your house white Just hold on for awhile You'll see You'll see You'll see out of this black hole From sunny days to green trees And when you grow up you'll be beautiful You'll see Born from the jet black ash Risen from the dead You'll be sleeping on clouds And the moon to rest your head You'll see You'll see out of this black hole From sunny days to green trees And when you grow up you'll be beautiful (I'm gonna be beautiful when I grow up) When you grow up you'll be beautiful You'll see (When you grow up you'll be beautiful, you'll see) When you grow up you'll be beautiful You'll see (When you grow up you'll be beautiful) You'll see You'll see You'll see out of this black hole From sunny days to green trees And when you grow up you'll be beautiful You'll see You'll see You'll see out of this black hole From sunny days to green trees And when you grow up you'll be beautiful You'll be beautiful You'll be beauitful You'll see |
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| 4. |
| 2:35 |
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Whiskey and Di
Become sixes and fives Into taxes on memories And interest on time Oh, no Where do we go from here? Up, up, up, up Into rooftops soaked through with tears La da da, da da da, la da da di da La da da, da da da, la da da di da Everything, everything, everything's feed Everything, everything, everything's feed The color of green is liquid currency 'Cause everything, everything, everything's feed C'mon, let's dine With a penny in mind And the raping of wages From our pocket lines Oh, no Where do we go from here? Up, up, up, up Into rooftops soaked through with tears La da da, da da da, la da da di da La da da, da da da, la da da di da Everything, everything, everything's feed Everything, everything, everything's feed The color of green is liquid currency 'Cause everything, everything, everything's feed I skim for toll (Everything, everything) I bust and get bold (Everything, everything) I've gone for gold (Everything, everything's feed) Nevertheless everything... Everything Everything, everything The color of green is liquid currency 'Cause everything, everything, everything's feed |
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| 5. |
| 3:13 |
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If I could switch you out, then I'd replace you from the cushion you sit upon now
You're inches too close, my body speaks it so, if I could fold like a love letter I could feel the wrong I could feel the wrong I could feel the wrong in you I could feel the wrong I could feel the wrong I could feel the wrong in you I could feel the wrong I could feel the wrong I could feel the wrong in you I could feel the wrong I could feel the wrong I could feel the wrong in you You take your turn Your engine in drive Your boulevard of heartburn Your Hiroshima inside You take your turn Your explosion subsides Your boulevard of heartburn The burning for you arrives If I could switch you out then I'd replace you from the cushion you sit upon now You're inches too close my body speaks it so, if I could fold like a love letter If I could fold like a love letter If I could fold like a love letter |
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| 6. |
| 3:15 |
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And you wind me up
Like a toy soldier Straight lined marching 'Til I fall over I am fighting for the republic of you That's what I intend to... Caked in grime Caked in grime from the subterranean train line And the north south wind Tunneling through the Brooklyn Bridge And I pirate your apparel with my eyes I'm loving the idea of red lights Interrupting dry spell night drives Pirate your apparel with my eyes Loving the idea of red lights Interrupting dry spell night drives As we set fire to us breathing Bathe in ambrosia with me And soak in sleepy leaves I think God has given me angel wings And I pirate your apparel with my own two eyes I'm loving the idea of red lights Interrupting dry spell night drives Pirate your apparel with my eyes Loving the idea of red lights Interrupting dry spell night drives And we set fire to us breathing And you wind me up like a toy soldier Straight-lined marching 'til I fall over I am fighting for the republic of you That's what I intend to... Caked in grime Caked in grime Caked in grime Caked in grime |
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| 7. |
| 3:22 |
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I've lost my brave
Been conned in faith I've brought my break up to the surface into modern day I'll pause and play and inch away from this technicolor episode Stemming from this juncture the simplicity of puncturing this Rice paper heart Rhythms have been beating a staccato marching feeling on my Rice paper heart Mine eyes have seen the nighted ceiling Maybe tonight I'll dream And window-wipe my eyelids from the pouring rain Damned in my face Controlled by the ache of someone I'm not too familiar with Stemming from this juncture the simplicity of puncturing this Rice paper heart Rhythms have been beating a staccato marching feeling on my Rice paper heart If I could consume you down, I would Then you would always be around You would, you would, you would To modern day I'll pause and play And inch away from this technicolor episode |
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| 8. |
| 3:17 |
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I hoped you'd see from the flickering fire in the front of my face
I wished for comfort, maybe something like a warm embrace Clothing to catch the sad Holding myself at last No one should cry for three days So warm like blood on my face Eyes sweat Hold chest Two heartbeats on either side of my breast Collapsed face Daydreams I hate Now he's closed in his highway signs of miles away. I wanna scream but I got nowhere to go I wanna breathe without releasing that ebb and flow Residue remains from heartburn Subsides in the eyes it's my turn No one should cry for three days So warm like blood on my face Eyes sweat Hold chest Two heartbeats on either side of my breast Collapsed face Daydreams I hate Now he's closed in his highway signs of miles away. I hoped you'd see from the flickering fire in the front of my face I hoped you'd see from the flickering fire in the front of my face I hoped you'd see from the flickering fire in the front of my face I hoped you'd see from the flickering fire in the front of my face |
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| 9. |
| 3:24 |
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(Do you want to shine?)
Excuse me sir, excuse me ma'am Pardon me kin, welcome family and friends It's so nice to feel you It's like I can see you there The outline of your face, your skin, your stance, your hair And damn, you give me chills You startled my sleep, my eat, my walk, my talk Just all around my being But that's okay Walk into me with open arms Kiss my face When I sleep I enjoy your charm and... Hey, I am dying to see you Much like you've died to see me What's it like to be you? To be bathed in the sun it seems Hello friend standing across that room I turn to you, but you keep fading Do you remember when I was a child You came to me for a while With much less sunbathing Give me wings with your arms on my skin I feel you but it is though you're not in the room The peripheral people purposely prowling to side of my eye Day and night All the time and... Hey, I am dying to see you Much like you've died to see me What's it like to be you? To be bathed in the sun it seems Do you want to shine? I say yes like the sun, like the sun No, no, no Do you want to shine? I say yes like the sun, like the sun No, no, no Do you want to shine? I say yes like the sun, like the sun No, no, no Do you want to shine? Like the sun, like the sun I am dying to see you Much like you've died to see me What's it like to be you? To be bathed in the sun it seems |
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| 10. |
| 3:36 |
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You get another fix
Straight-up cash for string And you almost slit your wrist From the glass breaking It's the least you could do To stumble on your junkie-blues It's your stage It's there for the take You get another fix Before dawn has been seen And you send another fist For what's mine you retrieve It's the least you could do To stumble on your junkie-blues It's your stage It's there for the take If you neighbor subway trains And a cup full of falling change I'd pay to see I'd pay to see what was ripped from me It's the least you could do To stumble on your junkie-blues It's your stage It's there for the take |
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| 11. |
| 3:06 |
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We've come across
A back-road highway to vacation We've come across A tributary to elation And it flows south into my mouth Swallow it down Spread it around to make And it flows south into my mouth Swallow it down Spread it around to make This heartbeat in green A color co-painted where we dream I can't wait again We've come across A powered T.V. to make noise by We've come across Glass-fulls of whiskey to pass the time And it flows south into my mouth Swallow it down Spread it around to make And it flows south into my mouth Swallow it down Spread it around to make This heartbeat in green A color co-painted where we dream This heartbeat in green A color co-painted where we dream I can't wait again I can't wait again We've come across A back-road highway To elation |
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| 12. |
| 4:18 |
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Love can be your gravest mistake
When you feel close to the earth And so it happened in the form of a snake Temptation to slither in dirt And a pure skin on skin can result in kin And be recepted with petroleum smiles 'Cause the shotgun pageant packed with tooth-filled grins Nine more months for a child Cut back me overgrown weed Spin this forty-five at half speed Please Jesus listen to me I'm not ready I'm not ready To be anything From a foreground guarantee ring A finger sweats beneath Co-owned assembly factory Another man-made being Cut back me overgrown weed Spin this forty-five at half speed Please Jesus listen to me I'm not ready I'm not ready To be anything |
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