1. |
Cat Scratching
02:36
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cold broken recidivous
just wish it ain't the sum of us
sitting here, you're sitting near
speaking sounds weak to both of us
beat it up bloody till it won't talk back
lay it down dead in it's tracks
love breaks your rules and choses fools to carry on your back
--
cat scratching at the front door
who's that beating on the headboard
who's that screaming at the photo of us together lord?
can't you do better
--
i thought i blew the wind of change
from my lips to yours, smiling sin again
but hope spells death for another kiss i'd left in the wake of pain
we couldn't parry the scent of this
blinded by so many silences
caught over the cold coals of dry lust and twisted cynicists
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2. |
Runaway
02:07
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when it's time to go
leave your bag by the door
don't call your family no more
forget all your friends
forget what you lend
steal what you spend
running from the face in your home
running from the eye of the storm
running to be all on your own
running from the boss in your face
running from your broken home base
running to get out of this place
forget all your sins
forget what you've been
start all over again
find a new name
find someone to blame
cause it's all just a game
you're a runaway in this city
you're a runaway
GO GO GO GO
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3. |
Mudhoney
03:06
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soft in the night
she smiled at my light
closing the door on my flight forever
i walk alone smelling the dead
check my phone for the sign of a friend
she took me home with a nod of her head
she held me close and together we bled
mincing no words
my feelings still hurt
buried in the past together
-
mud honey for your soul
don't get your heart burnt besides these coals
mud honey for your head
don't get your fingers dirty under the bed
...
i walk alone smelling the dead
check my phone for the sign of a friend
she took me home with a nod of her head
i held her close and together we bled
couldn't relate
we're cursing our fate
alone but together
it's no better
to hold on to pain
then laugh at the rain and drown in the river
mud honey for your soul
don't get your heart burnt besides these coals
mud honey for your head
don't get your fingers dirty under the bed
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4. |
Stop Start
03:51
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don't stop and start my love
don't quit when things get tough
we're both taking a chance, might build this house here on sand
but don't struggle with saving your bluff
i want to give this a try
won't let the silence decide
but you better be brave
be brave to let your heart free to fly
--
don't leave me out in the cold
you're the woman i hold
i can't be only a friend
i wouldn't come back again
don't whisper to all of your friends
don't give all your gifts just to spend
we're both taking a chance, to spill our blood in romance
don't hold on to what you can't mend
i want to give this a try
won't let the silence decide
but you better be brave
be brave to let your heart free to fly
--
don't leave me out in the cold
you're the woman i hold
i can't be only a friend
i wouldn't come back again
…
we're both running around, won't put our feet on the ground
don't stop and start our love
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5. |
Sinking
02:36
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sleeping on the seeds of myself
smothering the story
smoke to sweeten my hell
addicted to the noise
--
in my head
from the poison
--
i've been sinking a long way down
got this demon to please
i love the vapor that blinds my sound
brings my life to its knees
---
senseless from the circles i run
within a void
lost between the fear and my sun
confused by all the noise
in my head
from the poison...
they say who you are is what you think you are, so what are you if you are what you think you are? if you think you are what you think you are then you are that thought. the very idea that you are something you thought is also another thought. so don't think you are and what you are as a thought will dissolve and you will be what you really are, but you won't know what that is until what you think you are stops thinking...STOP
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6. |
Conspiracy
02:09
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do you need to seek conspiracy?
government hijacks planes to shoot guns across the sea
cold war spy trades and secret men who hold the key
ET brought the microwave, man on the moon in chroma key
do you believe in conspiracy
do you believe in conspiracy
like a higher power destroying what is free
do you believe in conspiracy
don’t start digging
destroy your iPhone dependency
google cracked your facebook, new microchips inside your teeth
for all the foul things that we do i need to know it ain’t me
take away our obligations we need conspiracy
do you believe in conspiracy
do you believe in conspiracy
like a higher power destroying what is free
do you believe in conspiracy
i know there’s some evil trying to capture what is free
stand together with each other
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7. |
Make My Way
03:22
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uncertain cold but make my way
I couldn’t stop the laughing
universal harmony
i still struggle on the landing
black dog caught my face
by another name and place
couldn’t find my hand to hold his own
cold as stone
couldn’t move my heart to waste..
I heal all my broken bones
couldn’t stop my skull from smashing
when i sailed away from home
couldn’t hold the waves from happening
a black dog saw my face
in a different time and place
couldn’t steal my soul
away from climbing
off this island
couldn’t drag my heart from grace
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