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Breadcrumbs
03:15
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Ah, you might be just
Ah, you might be just
Another fanatic, another chromatic sound, a light
Well I’ve profound, compound my love for you tonight
And she ain’t a fickle clue
And she ain’t a fickle clue about you
But you know it, you know it, you know it..
Ah, you might be just
Ah, you’re nothing just
A problematic, systematic flaw
Sensitive, sweet delight that he saw
Leaving breadcrumbs for you to follow
Him so tight
And she ain’t a fickle clue
And she ain’t a fickle clue about you
But you know it, you know it, you know it…
No excuses for your illusions
It’s for your amusement
And I know how to prove it
…I saw the image, I saw the image I saw
Ah, you might be just
Ah, you’re nothing just..
A problem
A problem
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2. |
Hole in my Soul
02:36
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Hole in my soul
I’ve dragged myself through the dirt
I cannot see the light up ahead
Can’t dig myself up from this grave I’ve made my bed in
Dead inside despite that you love me
I’ll take what I find
I’ll bring back what is lacking
Hole in my soul
I’ve dragged myself across the dirt
I cannot see the light up ahead
‘Cause I’m stuck in this grave that I’ve made my bed in
Dead inside despite that you love me
I’ll take what I find
I’ll bring back what is lacking
Will I forget this ache in my chest?
Have I upset my newfound lover yet?
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3. |
Your Insult
02:45
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It’s all over when it’s only the beginning
How you feel is unreal when you kiss me
Your insult is just enough to beg me
Your insult is just enough to beg me
Thought it was dream
Spending hours with you
What am I to do
Carry this burden without you?
Been rocking since you have been steady
A crime of passion to create a new enemy
Your insult is just enough to sex me
Your insult is just enough to beg, beg, beg me
I thought it was a dream
Spending hours with you
What am I to do
Carry this burden without you?
Thought it was dream
Spending hours with you
What am I to do
Carry this burden without you?
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4. |
Do it Alone
03:11
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I don’t think you have a clue but I’m hanging on by a thread
These visions and colors are true you know
The kind that haunt me in my bed
I don’t need
Someone to hold
Hold my hand
Just the kinda thing, just the kinda thing
Just the kinda thing that you don’t understand
Hailing from the street
Ailing from what your father’s said to you
I’m gonna say what’s in my head, and I’ll probably do it again
I don’t like
How we’ll gripe
And we’ll lie then assume what’s on my mind
All these words I will bleed
If you give me the space I need
These tensions that’ll cause a storm
And your rules well, I just can’t conform
Falling from your reach
Ailing from this reach
I gotta get close to you
I’m gonna say what’s in my head, and I’ll probably do it again
When will it end?
When you say when?
When I say when?
When I say..
Please let me go
Or I won’t know
She wants to go
Do it alone, do it alone, all alone, do it alone
Hailing from the street
Ailing from what your father’s said to you
I’m gonna say what’s in my head, and I’ll probably do it again
But I won’t let you get to me, I won’t let you get to me
I won’t let you get to me, I won’t let you get to me now.
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5. |
Carousel
02:41
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Will you show me gravity
For not showing remorse for your shame
Lighting his cigarette amidst all the flames
Had no good reason to keep the wrongs at bay
When she fell down, gave you a crown
It’s dumb enough to trace the bad days
Patience, my strong suit in this play
My vision getting narrow and blurred everyday
If I cry you’ll be the one to break
But I’ve gone too far to not feel safe
Not feel safe
Not feel safe
Can you shove me in a lovely way
Flipped the card to reveal
The joker in the pack still remains
They’re both looking at a double sided mirror
Just to face their mistakes
And it’s all feeling like the end is near
Although the thing still remains the same
If I cry you’ll be the one to break
But I’ve come too far for this
It’s holding me back and scraping at my skin today
The danger that comes my way - it's gone ‘round like a carousel, I’m afraid
The danger that comes my way - it's gone ‘round like a carousel
‘Round like a carousel
‘Round like a carousel
Will this give me clarity?
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6. |
Arctic Feeling
03:41
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I’ve been spending money, measures, time with you
Feeling like a fool but feeling like a thousand bucks too
Guess I’m just a wind chime with an arctic feeling
Guess I’m just another rhyme, another with no meaning
I tip toe toe toe toe toe toe
To you you you you you
I tip toe toe toe toe toe toe
To you you you you you
Ah!
Grab hold of me, myself, I and my feline
Decisions make me ill
All awhile the road winds
All awhile my comfort binds
Guess I’m just a weird rhyme with an arctic feeling
With an arctic feeling…with an arctic feeling
With an arctic feeling…with an arctic feeling
I tip toe toe toe toe toe toe
To you you you you you
I tip toe toe toe toe toe toe
To you you you you you
Ah ooh..
This time
I’ll find myself in deep blue water
This time
I’m changing
My heart is racing
While it annoys you
Why can’t I control you? Control, control..
Ah ooh..
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7. |
Matching Red Bikes
03:25
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What does it mean?
What does it mean to see the death toll rising?
What does it mean?
How do you see
See the water rising?
I should say
I should say what I really mean
Do you mind?
Do you mind the fear in their eyes?
I wish it all away
Crimes that fuel humanity
Just locked in your screen today
Until you’re grey
I want to believe
I wanna believe that there’s something for us
To grab ahold
A song is sung, a color, a shape, a gun
Futures for us
Futures for us with matching red bikes
Do you mind?
Will you cry if it comes by surprise?
I wish it all away
Crimes that fuel humanity
Just locked in your screen today
‘Til you’re all the same.
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8. |
Never see you again
01:55
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I’ll be what you want and lose all my heart, yeah
I’ve given much thought and I wanna be wrong
I’m tired of arguing
You’ve kept all your promises
Temptations through my veins
I’ll never see you again
I wanna have fun but the pressure is rough, yeah
The silly mundane, wow
And I respect this domain
I’m tired of arguing
You’ve kept all your promises
Destroy everything I love
I’ll never see you again
I’m tired of arguing
You’ve kept all your promises
Destroy everything I love
I’ll never see you again.
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9. |
Killing me
04:23
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My heart grows like tides in a lake
Waves slow, suddenly rush away
Through my reflection I discover a choice
A crossroad who’s walk I can’t take
These words are killing me
This silence killing me
Your words are killing me all night (x2)
Attention will not caress my disease
But only to bring disdain
I take steps forward unknowing the path that’s beneath me
Hid behind walls your sight can’t reach
These words are killing me
This silence killing me
Your words are killing me all night (x2)
I feel the light on my skin
Calling me home to a place I’ve never been
Where the truth is laid to rest
It’s not a test, open your mouth, it’s off your chest
A bloody hole
A beaten soul
For what it’s worth - nothing at all.
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10. |
Blender
03:06
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In your beady eyes
In a home
Words fall in a blender
Shut the outside
Contain your fight
Upholster this weather
Covered walls, I’m keeping it together
I see fog in your eyes
You’re fixin for your next high
Maybe it's a sign
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