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Octa
06:19
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did you have enough
seeing all ways
lead nowhere
and I crumble
left my hands out
sweet talk now
of all the ways we stay the same
and I crumble
I owe everything to your smoke
they notice you
by glass at midnight
I saw fear in your eyes
tell me how to find you now
then tell me again
this bottle isn't closed
or somehow wired up to explode
in you I see a new year
fall into it
like most a waste
until now
there's a cost
hidden by a taillight
you'll never sleep it off
in you I see a new fire roaring
it's tearing toward me
yellow night glow
satellite home
narrowing down
did you have enough
inside
in kind
with the out
what's stolen
alive
yeah it's alright
I crumble
I owe everything to your smoke
hanging overhead
never left
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2. |
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easy open
hoping for a win
if I could see you now
with your head like a hornet's nest
you come alive
caught in the upswing
I heard
up above the droning
all of your oddities
that sing to me
lit up and luckless like always
with hand over fist
I wish you well
simple, sideways, superhuman
all gold and pearl
with all of these turnings
I lost the plot
and lost out
and somehow you're still there
I'll find you upstairs
you and your hornet's nest
still hum to me
lit up and luckless like always
with hand over fist
I wish
spinning for strangers
all neon anger
holy holy hell
underwater I can feel
the maneaters breathe in time
spin while I lay here
all neon anger
holy holy hell
underwater I can feel
the maneaters breathe in time
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3. |
Martial Harps
05:35
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out in the heat
so sorry
clearing my head out
so ugly
meeting at dead ends
so long and
come and be right again
or so so
okay
in a minute I'll
wise right up but
for now
please keep talking
mad to think of it
he cut off his own arm
it was a tear, a chase, a colour rush
an engine started
if you can believe it
lie straight back
stare at the sun
while you can
waiting for someone
to make me somebody
every time I do this now
I swear I get it less and less
my new distraction
looks exactly like the last
and would you beg sister salt for me
I know I've been greedy
and would you beg sister salt for me oh
and would you paint me all over
I said I need it
and would you beg for simple sense
when you and I dare to
aim ourselves back home
out in the heat
so sorry
blowing my head out
so stunning
meeting my dead ends head on
so long
you could be bright again, you know
or so so
okay
every time I do this now
I swear i get it less and less
my new distraction
looks exactly like the rest
and when I get what I've got coming
there'll be no surprise
and when the burst it comes
my fingers crossed, I'm back in the heat
so sorry
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4. |
Life on TV
05:40
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if I stop
I lose
sweep me like a curtain
all around you
what's another
guilty pleasure
a new date on the calendar
a predictable evening
so soon
I am a kid
sighting down my pellet gun
I know not what I do
do you?
I know you're disappointed
I know it follows you around
I'm king of circumstances
I know what happens
life on the television
all lit in memory blue
I'm king of circumstances
ask me what happens
I know your disappointment
follows you around
you're fighting the furniture
you're taking us all down with you
closing a distant second
close enough
If I stop I lose I stop I lose I stop I cannot stop it now
you could give yourself away
you could tell yourself a joke
you could make the modern mistake
and could you lift it all away
it's stuck, stuck, stay
friend of a friend
you are something to me
and now I'm caught right up in the curve of it
bare arms
forget what the words mean
friend of a friend
maybe I have something you lack
left right
hand to hand
take the shape of the palm you're in
enemy of my enemy
I felt you there
I felt you breathe
and I fell asleep standing
I felt safe so safe now
enemy of my enemy
I felt you there
I felt you breathe
and I'll have all of this
but not in our lifetime
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5. |
Caesar
02:16
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when you stole inside
when you slipped right through the power lines
burning up with nerves
all was in my mind
madness
all you said like scythes
all you did just to clear my mind
all that holds me down
all that I held tight
wild
all these city streets align
the wires they crackle and sigh
headlights climb up the walls
watch as the ceiling sways
if you held me
I would not twitch
in a place without seasons
here right now
all of this
if you touched me
I would not blink
in a place without seasons
here right now
all of this
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6. |
Overwrite
04:56
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this spot
went blind
pressure
sit tight
be open
get out now
see how far it is to run
evaporation ground
stare at the sun
(yeah!)
fold it all over
full of empty space
a clearer mind
overwrite overwrite overwrite
this spot
gets wide
feeling better
losing my colour
o beyond night
down like a blanket over our eyes
hold me down by a halo
make out my own feet walking
follow behind
and you're losing shape
at midnight roam
a lightwave
sunshine
don't feel right
yellow moon entertained
its eye on you
take shapes that don't feel right
wrong way
and what remaining sight won't stay
and I lost all track of time
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