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Dead Moth
03:43
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DEAD MOTH
The room is filling up with light
The answer's clear as days open my eyes,
open my eyes.
I do the same thing every night
Filament bulbs and moths are on the rise,
are on the rise
tonight
I just don't know which way to side
just feel like we can ever come undone,
ever come undone
You pretend that you're not pretending
That you never said goodbye
strung out on a wire
“It's so cold outside”
I don't feel like you
I don't feel like you do
Is there something we should have known?
If you laugh you can't hear my dead moth coming
If you laugh you can't hear my dead moth coming
If you laugh you can't hear my dead moth coming
If you laugh you can't hear my dead moth coming
Gregg Anthe / SACEM Publishing
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2. |
Shake It
02:32
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SHAKE IT
why do you walk among them?
into the dark
you know there's no one here to care
to play the part
oh shake it shake it shake it baby now
shake it shake it weep and shout
cry out!
these are empty places for empty faces
why do you wanna hide away?
in light and shade
you know there's nothing here to share
in love and pain
I know you don't care, I know it's okay
but here I am lost, two thousand miles away
where I can rest
It feels like home,
whenever trouble comes around
now soothing noises just falling from the floor to the underground
I hold them in my hand...
why did you ever wish me dead?
wrapped in a veil
you know there's no one here to save
to pray your way
Gregg Anthe / SACEM Publishing
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3. |
Sometimes The Scars
02:13
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SOMETIMES THE SCARS
you glow so, there's nothing i know
or wanted to know that i don't now
you sew so, there's nothing open
or bloody certain that isn't closed now
sometimes the stitches we make
we fucking forsake
they shred rip pop break
sometimes the scars that remain
are just a card game
and nothings the same
your turn so, you pretend to go
you want me to know this isn't all show
you mend me, almost completely
there's just that one cut, that's cut too deeply
sometimes the stitches we make
we fucking forsake
they shred rip pop break
sometimes the scars that remain
are just a card game
and nothings the same
Callie Uleners / SACEM Publishing
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4. |
Deaf Eyes Blind
03:20
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DEAF EYES BLIND
Noise and words collide
In our flagellation space
My ears were going blind
Until you dried my wine stained eyes
And filled my mind with booze and sighs
You made my deaf eyes tastes sun-rise
Our blood is liquor
Our heads are sex
Our hands are toys
With sound effects
Flesh and bones survive
In our inebriation space
My mouth was going dry
Until you drank it even dryer
Your drunk lips, they make me higher
If you are selling, I am a buyer
Our blood is liquor
Our heads are sex
Our hands are toys
With sound effects
Keep my eyes from going deaf
Keep my ears from going blind
Keep my heart, whatever’s left
From losing its lost mind
Blue eyes, drunk eyes, deaf eyes blind
Twins like us are the worst kind
Black eyes, drunk eyes, deaf eyes blind
Twins like us are the best kind
Our blood is liquor
Our heads are sex
Our hands are toys
With sound effects
Callie Uleners / SACEM Publishing
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5. |
Undress
02:09
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lets undress and drink together
you'll forget about the weather
and when you cry and won't say why,
i'll take a guess and you'll confess
when you're undressed you confess better
lets just misbehave together
force it, force it
yes, of course its
alcohol induced
oh god, i've been seduced
lets undress and drink together
you'll forget your system failure
and when you make that angry face
i'll laugh and put you in your place
'cuz when you're forced it feels much better
lets undress and fight together
Callie Uleners / SACEM Publishing
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6. |
Hurt Myself
02:57
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HURT MYSELF
I never saw it coming around
Now is the time
Can't you see that I'm just outside
hitting the ground
Again, I think I hurt myself, again
All the dust and the dirt in my throat
are burning low
I feel your frozen hands on my coat
I should have known
Again, I think I hurt myself, again
I don't know when but I was not alone
I don't where but I was not alone
And all the things we never explained
we never told
Now I know that all you did was lie
controlled and cold
Again, I think I hurt myself, again
I don't know when but I was not alone
I don't where but I was not alone
Gregg Anthe / SACEM Publishing
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7. |
Françoise
04:08
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FRANCOISE
Bien sûr il faudra partir
Se taire et se laisser faire
Et par la vitesse tu crois
Que l’arrêt ne viendra pas
Les heures défilent.
Françoise le temps connaît ces ruses là,
Françoise tu le sais mais tu n’y déroges pas.
Tu sors et le chat se demande
Si tu reviendras jamais
Tu cours et pose sur sa langue
Un goût constant d’inachevé
Les heures défilent.
Françoise le temps connaît ces ruses là,
Françoise tu le sais mais tu n’y déroges pas.
Les heures défilent et tu empiles
Les clichés de tes imprévus
Toi seule sauras te souvenir
Que tu y es déjà venue
Françoise le temps connaît ces ruses là,
Françoise tu le sais mais tu n’y déroges pas.
Emmanuelle Desmonts-Roudgé / SACEM Publishing
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8. |
Reckless
02:54
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RECKLESS
We are blank and always standing on the wrong side of the tracks
before we are apprehended, we are running and we're not looking back
we are headed to the outskirts, we are faster than the wind
we're bonded in our aggression, we're both God and original sin
we are hiding from the world
we're escaping normalcy
we are bold and we are fighting
we are reckless, we are reckless
reckless x15
we are black and always standing on the wrong side of the tracks
before we are apprehended, we are running and we're not looking back
Callie Uleners / SACEM Publishing
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9. |
Cold Water
01:20
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COLD WATER
cold water, night dreamer
i lay awake because its two a.m.
i think of swimming with you
you're drifting, i'm floating
i dive to see you above me
i think of water with you
meet me at the pond
meet me at the stream
meet me in the oceans and seas
cold water, night dreamer
i lay awake because its two a.m.
i think of swimming with you
Callie Uleners / SACEM Publishing
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10. |
The Bad And Good Times
04:11
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THE BAD AND GOOD TIMES
I got a million things to say
each of us carries a tale
the moment is all our own
when we fail
For all the bad and good times
without you by my side
it's like there's no end in sight
Anytime
I'm not as strong as you were told
I am but a stray ghost
scanning your tears on the floor
when you walk
For all the bad and good times
without you by my side
it's like there's no end in sight
Anytime
all we want is the real thing
something we could touch
but in this world you never know
when it hurts
For all the bad and good times
without you by my side
it's like there's no end in sight
Anytime
Gregg Anthe / SACEM Publishing
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11. |
We Are Strangers
03:21
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WE ARE STRANGERS
well it was tumbleweeds and wind that brought us to your town today
well it was whiskey from the barrel that brought us in your bar today
our boots are dry and dusty
our lips are so parched
well our guns are in their holsters
and we're ready to start, ready to start
we are strangers in your town, in your town
well our money's on the table and we are ready to drown, ready to drown
we are strangers in your town
and we are ready for more
we are strangers, we are drifters
we're drifting in and out
well it was the stench of heartbreak that brought us in here today
well it was anger, desperation that brought us in here today
well our guns are filled with bullets
and we are ready to shoot, ready to shoot
we are strangers in your town
we're drifting in and out
we are strangers, we are drifters
and we are ready for more
well it was that hot wind that blew us in here to die, in here to die
we are strangers in your town, and we are ready to die
we are strangers, we are drifters
and we have come here to fight
Callie Uleners / SACEM Publishing
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12. |
Curse
02:28
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13. |
Little Soul
03:57
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LITTLE SOUL
I'd rather keep it in the light tonight
to get much more
I thought it was a dream
to be alone
nothing really means to me as you do
I live somewhere deep inside of you
a teenage dream
my lonely room
I think I need a little soul again
I kept all the promises I have made
I know it's still here somewhere
but I feel sad
I fall apart
I know this love is out of my control
it took me years to cross
my teenage dream
my lonely room
I think I need a little soul again
Sometimes...
I'd rather keep it in the light tonight
to get much more
I thought it was a dream
to be alone
And now I think about time for play
with no one left to blame
I know the man
I know his face
I think I need a little soul again
...Sometimes
Gregg Anthe / SACEM Publishing
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