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from Labrador Kingsize Vol.1 (2005)
I always did
What you were told
I never realised
Things may grow cold
I always thought
Either you're good
Or either you're bad, but I
Misunderstood
But when the mind suffers
The body cries out
It wasn't easy to
Let go of doubt
And when the mind suffers
The body cries out
It wasn't my fault
But the feeling was "shout"
Panic attacks
The things that you do
When I react like a
Bolt from the blue
Sober and mean
Tipsy and sweet
I never thought that I'd
Fall down this deep
But when the mind suffers
The body cries out
It wasn't easy to
Let go of doubt
And when the mind suffers
The body cries out
It wasn't my fault
But the feeling was "shout"
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from Edson - Unwind With Edson (2002)
to moon6pence from shootingstar
Last night we fell apart, we fell apart
And I took the train to hell
All from the start I knew we'd fall apart
Every bubble bursts
Selfish and blind
Hard and unkind
Inside my mind I recline
I wanna be alone
I wanna be ignorant on my own
Still I wait by the phone
I wanna be adored
And now I'm indifferent to it all
Still I wait for your call
I woke up on a mattress, by a phone
I could hear my parents sing
Dad out of key, he tried his best to be
I could hear them sing
Happy Birthday! Thirty today!
Happy, so happy
(Oh yeah)
I wanna be alone
I wanna be ignorant on my own
Still I wait by the phone
I wanna be adored
And now I'm indifferent to it all
Still I wait for your call
Tell me why, can you tell me why
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from Edson - Unwind With Edson (2002)
I told you all about it
There was nothing I could do
I told you all about it
Every word I said was true
She gave me confirmation
And she made me feel alive
She gave me confirmation
And she made me
Make it easy on yourself
Put the blame on someone else
Make it easy on yourself tonight
Desperation is my call
The temptation changed it all
Make it easy on yourself tonight
I dreamed about September
I was back in 징V81
I dreamed about my first kiss
And how everything begun
When I was seeing Sara
I was kissing with Louise
When I was seeing Sara
I was kissing Louise
Make it easy on yourself
Put the blame on someone else
Make it easy on yourself tonight
Desperation is my call
The temptation changed it all
Make it easy on yourself tonight
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from Edson - Unwind With Edson (2002)
I've been a liar
I've been a fool
Been digging for fire
With the wrong tool
I've played with people
Like if they were toys
Deeper and deeper
I'm far from rejoice
(Oh won't you)
Save me from myself
And cure this mad disease
Save me from myself
Please
I've been a coward
A self-centred prick
And what I've discovered
Is making me sick
(Oh won't you)
Save me from myself
And cure this mad disease
Save me from myself
Please
P lease, believe me when I play
Believe me when I say
I'm sorry and I'll pay the price
Believe me when I sing
Believe me when I cling
I'm sorry! I regret those lies
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from Edson - Unwind With Edson (2002)
Sometimes I see you
Sometimes I don't
Sometimes I need you
Sometimes I don't
Down, down
We fall down
Down, down, down
We fall down
I never finished a test in my life
All that I wanted was you by my side
I never finished a test in my life
Promises, promises vows and a ring
Suddenly trust doesn't mean anything
I never finished a test
Sometimes you're wrong
Sometimes I miss you
Sometimes I don't
Sometimes I kiss you
Sometimes I don't
Down, down
We fall down
Down, downtown
We fool around
I never finished a test in my life
All that I wanted was you by my side
I never finished a test in my life
Promises, promises vows and a ring
Suddenly trust doesn't mean anything
I never finished a test
Sometimes you're wrong
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from Edson - Unwind With Edson (2002)
Sending out e-mails
Waiting for someone's reply
Thinking of details
Watching the nail varnish dry
Microwave dinners
Bringing the mobile in the bath
Think like a winner
There's something strange about that laughter
When things are over
And your outfit smells
Like cigarettes and Muscatel
You were supposed to have a stag
Now you are breathing in a bag
You were supposed to wake up in a double bed
You and your overrated friend
Had to let it end
Now you are waking up wishing you were dead
Staying up too late
Leaving the radio on
Trying to think straight
Cold sweat and terrible songs
All those happy people
Couples entwined
Make you feel lonelier inside
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from Edson - Unwind With Edson (2002)
Sundays are slow
Never pretentious, oh no
Silent and closed
And we don't really have to know
Where to go
Holding hands with the one I love
She wears mittens, I wear gloves
There must be someone above
Holding hands with the one I love
We could catch a picture show
Rent a (Sunday) video
We could stay out in the snow
""Sunday slow""
Sundays are meant
To let the quilt become a tent
Sundays well-spent
Don't need a reason, no intent
Holding hands wi th the one I love
She wears mittens, I wear gloves
There must be someone above
Holding hands with the one I love
We could catch a picture show
Rent a (Sunday) video
We could stay out in the snow
Order greasy food to go
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from Edson - Unwind With Edson (2002)
Last night we ended up in silence
We fell asleep with the creeps
I could hear you talking in your sleep
I didn't mean to be mean
So please call me up
Say I'm a spa
Come on patronise me
Smash up my guitar
You can call me up
And tell me what to do
Cause I need you
Maybe you could have misheard me
I didn't mean to cause a scene
Sometimes tiny things disturb me
I never mean to be mean
So please call me up
Say I'm a spa
Come on patronise me
Smash up my guitar
You can call me up
And tell me what to do
Cause I need you
I couldn't do it, but I wanted
To say the words, those special words
Always seem to make you disappointed
It's so absurd; I can't say the word
So please call me up
Say I'm a spa
Come on patronise me
Smash up my guitar
You can call me up
And tell me what to do
Cause I need you
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from Edson - Unwind With Edson (2002)
We could go further
Further down the slope
And twist like the others
With no great hope
We could never be lovers, we could never be
There for each other on Christmas Eve
We could never be lovers; we could never be
Friends
I've got a ticket
With no return
The price is all wicked
And now I've learned
That we could never be lovers, we could never be
There for each other by the Christmas tree
We could never be lovers; we could never be
Friends
I was so touched
I was happy for a night
And I'm surprised to see you
Looking for a fight
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from Edson - Unwind With Edson (2002)
Take me out and make me feel
What it's like to be surreal
Sticky, stingy, stiff and pale
Wonder how I got so quail
They might save a lie
Or a fiendish why
In a time where the things we do scare me
I preferred to be
Stupid and naïve
In a time I remember just barely
Before I was smart
On a train to my old town
Putting on a scornful frown
In this town I used to sing
Sing about most anything
They might save a lie
Or a fiendish why
In a time wher e the things we do scare me
I preferred to be
Stupid and naïve
In a time I remember just barely
Before I was smart
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from Edson - Unwind With Edson (2002)
There's always too much in the air
I get a fever just like that
I'm so uptight about my hair
Every time a wear a hatNo further questions I can't see
Seems I have lost all my beliefs
And now I'm not even sure
If I vote left anymoreAnd there's too much in this world
To make you sad
All those people and the luck I never had
I put I in every sentence
And I lie without intention
Let me in and I will tell you whyI get so tired when I drink
And I get restless when I think
To fall asleep I take a pill
And I'm imaginary illAnd there's too much in this world
To make you sad
All those people and the luck I never had
I put I in every sentence
And I lie without intention
Let me in and I will tell you why
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from 임의진 1집 - 여행자의 노래 1 [omnibus] (2003)
to moon6pence from shootingstar
You don't have to be pitiful about me
There's no need to be merciful to spare me
You don't have to be pitiful about me
Cause I have got a pocket full of treasury
You don't have to worry
You don't have to cry
There will be another time
You don't have to worry
This is not goodbye
You don't have to worry, I'll be fine
I never meant to live a lie - no I
I still believe in honesty and I tried
To tell you about a year ago - honestly
And now I have deceitful writt en all over me
You don't have to worry
You don't have to cry
There will be another time
You don't have to worry
This is not goodbye
You don't have to worry, I'll be fine
Birth! School! Dole! Angst!
Birth! School! Dole! Angst!
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from Labrador Kingsize Vol.1 (2005)
Sundays are slow
Never pretentious, oh no
Silent and closed
And we don't really have to know
Where to go
Holding hands with the one I love
She wears mittens, I wear gloves
There must be someone above
Holding hands with the one I love
We could catch a picture show
Rent a (Sunday) video
We could stay out in the snow
""Sunday slow""
Sundays are meant
To let the quilt become a tent
Sundays well-spent
Don't need a reason, no intent
Holding hands wi th the one I love
She wears mittens, I wear gloves
There must be someone above
Holding hands with the one I love
We could catch a picture show
Rent a (Sunday) video
We could stay out in the snow
Order greasy food to go
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from Edson - Unwind With Edson (2002)
to moon6pence from shootingstar
You don't have to be pitiful about me
There's no need to be merciful to spare me
You don't have to be pitiful about me
Cause I have got a pocket full of treasury
You don't have to worry
You don't have to cry
There will be another time
You don't have to worry
This is not goodbye
You don't have to worry, I'll be fine
I never meant to live a lie - no I
I still believe in honesty and I tried
To tell you about a year ago - honestly
And now I have deceitful writt en all over me
You don't have to worry
You don't have to cry
There will be another time
You don't have to worry
This is not goodbye
You don't have to worry, I'll be fine
Birth! School! Dole! Angst!
Birth! School! Dole! Angst!
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from Labrador Kingsize Vol.2 (2005)
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from Labrador Kingsize Vol.2 (2005)
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from The Sound Of Young Sweden Red (2005)
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from The Sound Of Young Sweden Red (2005)
Sending out e-mails
Waiting for someone's reply
Thinking of details
Watching the nail varnish dry
Microwave dinners
Bringing the mobile in the bath
Think like a winner
There's something strange about that laughter
When things are over
And your outfit smells
Like cigarettes and Muscatel
You were supposed to have a stag
Now you are breathing in a bag
You were supposed to wake up in a double bed
You and your overrated friend
Had to let it end
Now you are waking up wishing you were dead
Staying up too late
Leaving the radio on
Trying to think straight
Cold sweat and terrible songs
All those happy people
Couples entwined
Make you feel lonelier inside
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from The Sound Of Young Sweden Blue (2005)
Sundays are slow
Never pretentious, oh no
Silent and closed
And we don't really have to know
Where to go
Holding hands with the one I love
She wears mittens, I wear gloves
There must be someone above
Holding hands with the one I love
We could catch a picture show
Rent a (Sunday) video
We could stay out in the snow
""Sunday slow""
Sundays are meant
To let the quilt become a tent
Sundays well-spent
Don't need a reason, no intent
Holding hands wi th the one I love
She wears mittens, I wear gloves
There must be someone above
Holding hands with the one I love
We could catch a picture show
Rent a (Sunday) video
We could stay out in the snow
Order greasy food to go
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from The Sound Of Young Sweden Blue (2005)
Last night we ended up in silence
We fell asleep with the creeps
I could hear you talking in your sleep
I didn't mean to be mean
So please call me up
Say I'm a spa
Come on patronise me
Smash up my guitar
You can call me up
And tell me what to do
Cause I need you
Maybe you could have misheard me
I didn't mean to cause a scene
Sometimes tiny things disturb me
I never mean to be mean
So please call me up
Say I'm a spa
Come on patronise me
Smash up my guitar
You can call me up
And tell me what to do
Cause I need you
I couldn't do it, but I wanted
To say the words, those special words
Always seem to make you disappointed
It's so absurd; I can't say the word
So please call me up
Say I'm a spa
Come on patronise me
Smash up my guitar
You can call me up
And tell me what to do
Cause I need you
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