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Family Values
04:23
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I am a car crash
On the side of the road
You can twist and twist your neck
But I'm not visible
You are desperate just to see all the bodies
Strung out in the cold
I am hopeless, but unmissable
You are an echo
But all that I knew
And I relapsed over and over
Yeah you filled my shoes
Years of talking softly
All in whispers, are almost through
Yeah you're almost silent, but undeniably you
No more delay
No more.
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Glamour
03:09
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Do you even like the slow jams or am I wasting my time?
Should I sing about taxied lives, street lights and waiting in line?
She said, "it just need a bit of sunshine, a bit of teenage prosperity sometimes"
A bit of glamour, a bit of powder, that you've arranged into lines
I just wanna see you dressed up
I just wanna see your dark side
I just wanna see your bedroom
Or see if I can talk you into mine
Do you think it would make a difference if we fictionalised our lives?
Sung about all of our prospects even if it was a lie
Medicate yourself with glazed eyes, a distraction from the slow life you have led
I cannot sing about the good times, fast nights we are desperate to have
I just wanna see you dressed up
I just wanna see your dark side
I just wanna see your bedroom
Or see if I can talk you into mine
I'm biding my time soon I will own yours and mine
Biting lips 'till they're sore
I'm in one of those moods where I am in love with you all
I just wanna see you dressed up
I just wanna see your dark side
I just wanna see your bedroom
Or see if I can talk you into mine
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Hotel
02:40
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Let’s go to a hotel
We can be those actors
Lovers look so perfect
When they’re crying in their blankets
Do you want to drive?
Go somewhere melancholy?
We can leave our hopes by the side of the road and act like we’re nothing
I wanna know a secret
I need a meaning
Inherited from you
I’m sick of spending my days in crowded rooms
Without the freedom of solitude
Can you see the future?
Am I alone in it’s blackness?
Vacuous in its cold abyss
I'm shaking in my boots
But I'm coming to get you
Show me more of that disinterest
The way you keep me far, you keep me close, keep me a secret
I need a meaning
Inherited from you
I’m sick of spending my days in crowded rooms
Without the freedom of solitude
All these unwired neurons
Are in love with your liveness
I’d sleep forever and one day if it was easiest
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4. |
I Used to Fall
02:50
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From now on
I won’t be just another one
Who will lie down
And wait for the tide to come
No longer will I look for an alibi
Rely on another to come tell me just what I need
Not while I still breathe, not while I still breathe
I used to fall
Just like I do
And hurt myself ‘till I was black and blue
But not this time, and not for you
Not this time, and not for you
One day I will return
Holding on to new things I’ve learned
Everyday I change but I
Don’t know if it’s for wrong or right
This is the last time
I will be feeling
Anything less than fine
At least while I’m still breathing
I used to fall
Just like I do
And hurt myself ‘till I was black and blue
But not this time, and not for you
Not this time, and not for you
Forget my name I’ll start something new
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