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| 2:56 |
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| 3:17 |
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| 3:55 |
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| 4:20 |
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| 4:58 |
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| 3:29 |
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| 2:31 |
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| 10. |
| 3:13 |
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| 11. |
| 4:19 |
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| 12. |
| 4:05 | 
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Beginnings, and how I felt the tingles
Let's not talk about the endings or how drawn out they can be You're halfway through and you pick the ending What's gonna happen? All points in between All points in between We had a conversation, and we decided three cups of Coca-Cola would suffice Well I'm a weak man, with a mind like water I still felt the tingles as they rippled through our life Does the ceiling inspire this silence? A mess of colors creeping, amongst the fall of all desire I couldn't touch you because your body wasn't there I couldn't reach you, now you're a major concern |
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All locations are a solace
Co-ordinates and frontiers Free me from self expression. Apprehension of the senses The illusion of conquest Please make an exception. Pinball passes the time away from the memories we share, Categorising and simplifying. You'd think we'd have so much more to say with the memories that we share, Stultifying and agonising. All vocations are a menace It had you penned but you let it Gathering splinters climbing fences. Your belongings way you down But it hurt when you sold them A cold cash conversion. Pinball passes the time away from the memories that we share, Categorising and simplifying. You'd think we'd have so much more to say with the memories that we share, Stultifying and agonising. |
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