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Sunday morning and I'm still awake
Last night is only hours away
Blood rushing through me, underneath my skin
Reminds me of life and death and sin
See there, it's all you wanted
I know, its all you wanted
Your life is crumbling down
Your soul is wasting away
Wasting away, wasting away , wasting away
Try as hard as you can to understand
What makes us eat and shit and sleep
Just animal instincts, or something more?
Do you think I even care at all?
See there, it's all you wanted
I know, it's all you wanted
Your life is crumbling down
your soul is wasting away,
Wasting away, wasting away.
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2. |
Until You Leave
04:33
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Hello, have you been here before?
Ok, you wouldn't like it anyway
you know, if you follow you will find
I'll show you the way to get out of my mind
and it's time I heard your answer now,
you know that you should leave?
It's time for you to get out,
finally starting to believe
hello, there's a smile upon your face
you know that I've seen you fall from grace
I watched your back as it left through my door
you know I don't want to see you anymore
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3. |
Lucidity
06:45
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this ship isn't sinking
but it's filling up with sea
salty water quickly choking
the life from you and me
I heard a story
about colours in the sun
that bend and blind us
distort how far we've come
there's a gap that lies between
the hull of you and edge of me.
if you want to know
what i've become then come and see.
Between us
I'm Drowning
Turning into you
Turning away
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4. |
All I Need
04:28
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What's this feeling mean?
It's so clear
I'd psychoanalyse myself
and open up my body
When it all just gets too much,
settle down.
can you look inside my mind?
it's so clear.
Try all my lies on for size
and say them till they fit you
Oh, When it all just gets too much.
Colour my world
till it's brighter
make everything taste sweet
all I need is you.
As time falls by my window
I'm so near
I cannibalise the news
to find things
to say to you
When it all gets too much
When it all gets too much
Colour my world
till it's brighter
make everything taste sweet
all I need is you.
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5. |
Big Boys
05:51
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you're playin' at the big boy's table
you're down in over your head
your shoelaces are untied
you shouldn't have bet my friend
you're playin' with your future
and with the wives you have wed
your hands are on the table
your lips are cracked and red
you're riskin everybody
who's ever taken you in
you've lost everyone, sonny
and there's nowhere left my friend
you're dicein' with a soux chef
and he knows who's the boss
you don't know where to hide now
you're down on luck now friend.
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6. |
Make Some Noise
03:50
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Frustration cuts me to the core
It's hard not to speak up, when you're not yourself anymore
Past the edge of no return
from life still soft and raw
everyday's a fight, i'm fighting
everything you think
it isn't like it even matters
it isn't like we even care any more
cut up
shut down
make some noise
Speak up
Shout out
Make some noise
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7. |
Cycles
05:25
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All through history ruling parties have known what's best
in our place they put and keep us until you know the rest
revolution is wasted effort, it all comes around again
growing tired of fighting, fighting everything.
just impose your rules to keep us down and under control
telemarketing, souless advertising and their spirit crushing toll
work in the city till your life is sucked away
growing tired of living, living everyday.
You lie and cheat and try to punish us, punish us.
You build up walls, destroy our souls, destroy our souls
I look into your eyes and see the future looking back
why argue when your eyes are turning black?
I can't see why we persist with this charade
growing tired of loving, loving anyway.
Now the time has come to shift control into our hands
the people have a right to make certain demands
governments and politicians will lie and cheat and steal
growing tired of leaders engineering mass appeal
You lie and cheat and try to punish us, punish us.
You build up walls, destroy our souls, destroy our souls
push the boundaries of society and feel them pushing back
heart hammers in your chest as you force against the lack
of voices for the people, voices for the dammed
growing tired of waiting, waiting out of hand.
Revolution's not an apple that falls when it ripe
you have to make it fall or suffer all your life
Now the walls are gone and populations rise
can we control a world where nobody can lie?
You lie and cheat and try to punish us, punish us.
You build up walls, destroy our souls, destroy our souls
you spy and scheme and so manipulate, manipulate
you cannot hope to ever resist fate, resist us
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8. |
Featherhead
07:00
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Do you dream of killings?
Is there a psycho waiting there?
in your head
in your featherhead?
Do you write symphonies?
or sing an orchestra of sound?
there in your head
in your featherhead?
Nothing touches you, featherhead
(nothing can break through, featherhead)
Half a lifetime ago
I trusted you.
Nothing that I do, Featherhead
Do you dream of loving
of giving all your simple heart,
to someone else
in your featherhead
Do you break hidden codes
and hunt the communists
in newspapers
in your featherhead?
Nothing touches you, featherhead
(nothing can break through, featherhead)
Half a lifetime ago
I trusted you
Nothing that I do, Featherhead
Does the future frighten you
and keep you up at night?
are you in dread
in your featherhead?
Do you dream of anything
or is there nothing at all
in your head
in your featherhead?
Nothing touches you, featherhead
(nothing can break through, featherhead)
Half a lifetime ago
I trusted you
Nothing that I do, Featherhead
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