1. |
As a Friend
01:57
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I've come to meet you again
but this time as a friend
I hope it's not to late
to start at this end
the memories that we made
have gone past us today
I hope it's not to late
to start at this end
you painted the starting line
you poured the first glass of wine
but you were the first to run
when I said goodbye
it's underneath my skin
I think that's it's a sin
to say something
or think a lonely thought
the memories that we made
have gone past us today
I hope it's not to late
to start at this end
you painted the starting line
you poured the first glass of wine
but you were the first to run
when I said goodbye
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2. |
Yes,No
03:00
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Question
why is it so dark
and answer
cause the light switch is a shard
loveless
that's what they call me
yes,yes,no
yes,yes,no
yes,yes,no
yes,yes,no
yes,yes,no
ask me cause I don't know
timing
what does it mean
framing
what does it see
timeless I'll never be
yes,yes,no
yes,yes,no
yes,yes,no
yes,yes,no
yes,yes,no
what we said
dosent leave the bed
what we said
stays in your head
what we said
dosent leave the bed x3
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3. |
A Fall
03:11
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I don't talk to much
but everyone makes a fuss
the try to find a blame
but all they see is my name
I'm out of luck
all my friends are in love
their all quite sure
that they'll be more
frame your life
and mark the day
I heard her say she's coming my way
from the tube now down the hall
she's heaven sent but took a fall
I always hide myself
read books on the shelf
but the pages are blank
I guess it's something to wank at
I never hit the bar
I just look sub par
I know it's just a case
of wearing the same new face
frame your life
and mark the day
I heard her say she's coming my way
from the tube now down the hall
she's heaven sent but took a fall
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4. |
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you wear those red lines white shoes
you tried to tell me not to follow you
but now their everywhere
they faded in the painting that no one stares at
I've been out for a while
now my face is as blank as a tile
I've been walking around
(white sneakers with the red line)
trying to find you
(white sneakers with the red line)
when your in a crowd your the same
(white sneakers with the red lines)
cause all you wanted was the fame
(white sneakers with the red line)
you wear those red lines white shoes
you broke bridges and seedy tunes
you're just stones in a river
every time think that I shiver
I might as well be a clown
my tears are drawn on so I can frown
I've been walking around
(white sneakers with the red line)
trying to find you
(white sneakers with the red line)
when your in a crowd your the same
(white sneakers with the red lines)
cause all you wanted was the fame
(white sneakers with the red line)
I've been walking around
(white sneakers with the red line)
trying to find you
(white sneakers with the red line)
when your in a crowd your the same
(white sneakers with the red lines)
cause all you wanted was the fame
(white sneakers with the red line)
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5. |
SilverScreen
03:39
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I followed all my lovers
with rocks in my pocket
when I thought I should leave
they did before me
ooh oh
ooh oh
her cartoon eyes
filled with carton lies
said more than her lips could
and less than her act would
ooh oh
ooh oh
she never made it to the silver screen
she took a left turn down a dark alley
and put roxan to shame
it's a different kind of fame
a different kind of fame
blinded by the sun
her eyes were pun
they were so red
like the lights in her bed
ooh
oh
she would sleep at night
after the bedroom fight
and I told her it was ok
but she said stay away
ooh oh
ooh oh
she never made it to the silver screen
she took a left turn down a dark alley
and put roxan to shame
it's a different kind of fame
a different kind of fame
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6. |
For Sure
03:14
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you're a feast for the eyes
all covered in fly's
until there's nothing left
except bones and a dress
you're a sight for sore eyes
ripped jeans for loss of time
is it easy to see
birds are worth more than bees
love lost
stones tossed
skim and sink
rippling
we can't talk anymore
the lake is dry I know
for sure
take a new snap
or the click to loud
did you forget to say
this act is not a play
I lost my tears in the rain
I feel like I'm stuck in a frame
did you make the front page
or did you fall of stage
love lost
stones tossed
skim and sink
rippling
we can't talk anymore
the lake is dry I know
for sure
green and blue
me and you
oh I'm drowning
did we change
or was it paint
that's rubbing off
oh
love lost
stones tossed
skim and sink
rippling
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7. |
Down
03:26
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I want you to live inside me
I want you to make it home
what do want me to be
cause I've been waiting for you
for god knows
I want you to make me smile
I want you to make me laugh for a while
don't let me up
don't let me down
don't pass me round
don't let me up
don't let me down
don't pass me round
I want you to listen to these words
I want you to make my world
you don't have to be anyone
cause we're all trying to be each other
like the sun
don't let me up
don't let me down
don't pass me round
don't let me up
don't let me down
don't pass me round
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8. |
The Crows
03:32
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I cracked a mirror
it bled and shivered
I tried to put it back together
but it was waiting for the exit
I've been deflowered
they gave my roots a tug for an hour
and as the dirt lay on the floor
my prays were answered
don't touch me their
don't touch me their
I wasn't made for your affair
don't touch my hair
don't touch me their
the grass is so green cause it's full of worms
that's what the crows are for
I've been away to long
thinking of what went wrong
and as I lose myself in the window pane
I should of turned the lights on
I lost my figure
something I've considered
and as I wait here to be oppressed
the lights in my eyes dispensary
don't touch me their
don't touch me their
I wasn't made for your affair
don't touch my hair
don't touch me their
the grass is so green cause it's full of worms
that's what the crows are for
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9. |
Come back
03:31
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her mother screams at her
grandparents abuse the relationship
her dads away on pleasure with her stepmom
oh please come back
oh please come back
I know she paints with her tears
cause her canvas is so transparent
like the girl that she is
and her brothers trying to give her a hand
that's all she needs right now
and every time she cries
her eyes are so blue
like the Trevi Fountain
that the gods made for you
and I can't explain with cliche and metaphors
cause her life is full of it
sh'es so sore
oh please come back
oh please come back
oh please come back
oh please come back
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10. |
Time of Day
04:00
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she fell in love by the seaside
the angel smiled and said
it'd be alright
were they right
was it something I said
that made you change your mind
and think about time
I think she's know for a while
that I'm just another faceless tile
and she'll never say
are you here to stay
but don't leave
but you never stayed
with eyes that could never see
and with words she could never say
but she always
gave me the time of day
let the doves fly with broken wings
forever she will sing
and as the rivers run dry in her eyes
she will finally touch the sky
and as her words are thrown in the bin
his anger runs on thin
and as her roses are thrown in a trash can
his heart will turn into sand
but don't ever play
the note she's thinking of again
at last she lay in a stone bed
free of pain
but don't leave
but you never stayed
with eyes that could never see
and with words she could never say
but she always
gave me the time of day
she sat alone by the seaside
the angel smiled and said
was it alright
they were right
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11. |
Burnout Lane
03:13
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burnout lane
they forgot your name
the streets are lined with cigarettes
and the foot prints of regret
take your time
red or white wine
will you be sleeping in your apartment
or bitchumen
burnout lane
their quite not sure what to do
burnout lane
they hate being told what to do
burnout end game
is to fade into you
hide your face
the snap they can't erase
I thought of going down the lane
but it's to much of a maze
burnout lane
they forgot your name
the streets are lined with cigarettes
and the foot prints of regret
burnout lane
their quite not sure what to do
burnout lane
they hate being told what to do
burnout end game
is to fade into you
is to fade into you
is to fade into you
is to fade into you
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Syd Smith Brisbane, Australia
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