1. |
Follow Me Down
08:06
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Keep your ear to the ground
And wait with an open hard for the secret sound
In a deep, artificial sleep
They paint your eyes white and soak your feet
Tired, you hang your head
And with wet grass and foreign flowers they make your bed
Beneath a beautiful dead tree
Where the sun meets the earth and the sky can breath
Wait here on your own
They broke your body now they want your soul
So push the beds together
Connect with each other
After all we're only human
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2. |
Pulling Teeth
03:42
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You can't write a song to make somebody love you
You can't find the words they don't exist
Try to force the feelings light the spark, the bile
My soul is willing but my bones give in
The seed that peaks in the summer
With the moon and the stars unfurled
Words vibrating in the air, Scratch the skin for a shot at the bone
Lying back in the shadows
I just wanna move the world
So be my muse or be my god
And tell me something that I need to know
Kill me in my sleep so I don't have to feel it.
Dressed in black beneath fluorescent lights.
Kiss me on the mouth to stop the words from coming out and ruining this perfect night.
The seed that peaks in the summer
With the moon and the stars unfurled
Words vibrating in the air, Scratch the skin for a shot at the bone
Lying back in the shadows
I just wanna move the world
So be my muse or be my god
And tell me something that I need to know
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3. |
Smokescreen
04:46
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The skies are falling, closer by the day
The world is getting smaller
Letters of love thrown across the wall
Are quietly exploding
Give out. Give up. Give out. Give in.
Give out. Give up. Give out. Give in.
Give out. Give in. Give up.
A million children with the same face
Speak a dirty language
Please forgive them
They know not what they ask
It's hereditary hatred.
Give out. Give up. Give out. Give in.
Give out. Give up. Give out. Give in.
Give out. Give in. Give up.
Cheer up Sarah
It might never even happen
And we're too young to save the world
What's the difference between a martyr and a prophet
Between a saviour and a fool.
So click your heels and wish yourself away
Or this place will swallow you whole
The streets are bleeding
The suns a distant spark.
The smell is overpowering
Give out. Give up. Give out. Give in.
Give out. Give up. Give out. Give in.
Give out. Give in. Give up.
Cheer up Sarah
It might never even happen
And we're too young to save the world
What's the difference between a martyr and a prophet
Between a saviour and a fool
Cheer up
We're only in it till we wake up
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4. |
The Autumn Years
04:38
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He's whisky drunk
You can smell it on his breath
Still kiss with tongues
But sleep in separate beds
Wouldn't you say it's over by now?
Wouldn't you say it's all over?
Tomorrow will make us deader
But we're still alive
And we will carry on
Until we fall asleep
To sleep for a chance to dream
We're still alive
We're worlds apart staring into space
We ate our young but didn't like the taste
Wouldn't you say it's over by now?
Wouldn't you say it's all over?
Tomorrow will make us deader
But we're still alive
And it takes us over
Until we fall asleep
To sleep for chance to dream
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5. |
Lust
04:37
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I was gonna tell you
before they took my words
That you may need a murderer
To do your dirty work
And you've got alot to learn
We're creatures of habit and habits are stronger than love
Or lust
You're one of us now!
You say our skin is a barrier
Between my bones and yours
That's why our hearts seem much clearer
On the cooling board
An illuminated corpse
We're creatures of sin and ours sins will last longer than love
Or lust
You’re one of us now!
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6. |
Bedsores
10:23
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They broke your body
While you were sleeping
And with poisoned fingers
They tied you to the sheets
Sleep does nothing for you
It just makes you older
Born again under the wires
single file, one at a time
We look different, that's just the way we are
Like a moth sharing your light
I read your books
Studied your crimes
We're not perfect
That's just the way we're born
You're sure that you cannot fight your soul
They took the light out of my eyes
And I just can't keep up anymore
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7. |
Poles Apart
06:51
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Don't you know that the odds are stacked against us
And no-one here's gonna tell you how to win
Read the book, seen the script, completely vacant
It's hard to stay alive when you don't know how to live
And I guess it matters to me
Hey, don't have faith man it'll damage your heart
Hey, You're not alone kid, you're part of me
In the town where you can't get enough to make it
It's been so many years since we last saw sparks
If your ship don't come in swim out to catch it
Even if the water looks a little dark
And I guess it matters to me
Hey, don't have faith man it'll damage your heart
Hey, You're not alone kid, you're part of me
A celebrated scholar with nothing new to say
You don't matter, you're just in the way
The politics and dirty tricks they played behind your back
No second chances, no trying again
You didn't stay for long but you made sure to leave your mark
We don't speak no more. We've grown so far apart
And I need some solid ground to stand on
I need somewhere to call home
I could try double but you're nothing on your own
No-one's nothing on their own.
We might as well be poles apart
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8. |
Paper Aeroplane Pilots
03:45
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I built a portal to your window
Out of empty cans and wires
And in the dark we named our children
We named them after towns we couldn't even spell
Here comes the flood
You said your father was a pilot
With bloodshot eyes that burned like coals
But all I saw was a sinker
You should have taught him how to float
Here comes the flood
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9. |
Sunshine Gasoline
06:56
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You broke the mould
Tore the book to pieces and wrote your own
Your heart dissolved
Into a million pieces you couldn't solve
You lost the plot
Your skin got tight and split at the seams
So you shut the beams
Aat back and watched the picture in wide screen
You smell like sunshine gasoline
You made the first cut clean
You knew a girl
Her face was drawn the scars were real
She carved her own
Had a fear of being buried of dying alone
She likes the rain
Takes medication for the labour pains
She says our lives are feigned
And when you're gone all they'll remember is your name
She smells like sunshine gasoline
She made the first cut clean
And now we're older
And so much better
I take it back. It's so familiar
Our limbs are coloured red and black
You knew a boy
He had a golden tounge and lips of stone
Cut from the same bone
He makes a lonely sound when he's on the phone
You picked him out
A clouded mind that's yours to clean
He looked the part
He played the part perfectly
She smells like sunshine gasoline
She made the first cut clean
And now we're older
And so much better
I take it back. It's so familiar
Our limbs are coloured red and black
You get a new skin when the old one flakes
You get another fresh start as a perfect stranger
And you've never been happier
I held your hair, you bit your tongue
You held your breath. I picked my bones
No spark. No fire. No hope. No desire
You've got alot left to answer for
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10. |
Scarlett
06:01
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I built myself a fortress in your velvet folds.
Will my heart collapse if it's full of holes?
They say it's in the drugs. But if it makes you happy
We'll live in a cardboard box, if needs be
She keeps a jewel box of tears in the pocket near her heart
Born on mornings breath
In the sadness of the dark
Two cripples dancing, by the moonlight
Celebrate your skin, in a dirty fight
A world without tears, where no-one smile
Frozen in concrete, you drift for miles
She keeps a jewel box of tears in the pocket near her heart
Born on mornings breath
In the sadness of the dark
You sold your soul
You found another way out
You swam for shore
The price you put on yourself, love
You're not alone
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11. |
Prisoner
13:12
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Drinking alone again
In the basement
Scanning the ceiling for a blueprint
I can't face the evening straight
I'm not a martyr
Red wine a sleeping pills keep me together
Together with love
Forever with love
I put on my dancing shoes
A coat of primer
Kneel before the bowl
It's like a altar
Counting the empty shells
A baker's dozen
Laid out before me like abandoned children
Together with love
Forever, we're bound to each other
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