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1. |
| 4:33 | ||||
Gravitated towards a taste
For foreign films and modern plays But that machine could only Bend to squares five to six times Before your fingers came unwired... Weights down so that you could move forwards Pinch to snub that restless nerve And knock the wind from one last urge With two fingers a rock glass, Time passed and that was that Quite a slip (a loosened grasp) ... what a way to cut lengthwise |
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2. |
| 2:39 | ||||
i think i'm drunk enough to drive you home now
i'll keep my mouth kept shut from under lock and key that's rusted firm, no lie 'cause all these conversations wind on and on... drinking champagne from a paper cup is never quite the same and every sip's moving through my eyes and up into my brain at half past two; about time to leave 'cause the dj's playing rhythm and blues a sad-sorry state, stutter step to those slammin' grooves as i'm waiting around for you |
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3. |
| 4:20 | ||||
it's a backwards attraction to your forward eyes
but you're so far-sighted that you can't place trust in what or who you recognize we sped the plymouth cross the banks of the mississippi river mary timony was smaller then a super ball... chitter-chatter all these secrets started giving me the shivers plain and simply broken down near olympia i think your bruise was understanded, 'cause you can't feel this anymore it's getting bluer and you can't keep faking that you can't feel this anymore |
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4. |
| 3:49 | ||||
I think you caught me on the downslide, downturn
I was busy writing with a pen and paper thin dream And all your plastic people with plastic hearts and smiles They had the worst intentions all along after all... The royal castle holds the mellow drama kings and queens And all their dazzling children; they're so regal (clean) With pristine fingertips they wash behind their ears And let their hair down 'til the audiences leave I'm definitely shaking The silence isn't breaking Backwashed and stranded memories Of something i thought could be |
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5. |
| 3:37 | ||||
I can’t expel the truth
It’s much more than I thought I could do And with time, my worth will stain And split your heart from my name So drive away your mouth from my ears And waste a day so I can think clearly And what’s left to wait for here As my hands sleep, spent this last year Choking the bottles neck That pulled you from my bed So drive away your mouth from my ears And waste a day so I can think clearly Drive away your mouth from my ears And waste a day so I can think clearly |
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6. |
| 3:42 | ||||
7. |
| 4:55 | ||||
8. |
| 4:31 | ||||
9. |
| 7:17 | ||||