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from Sons And Daughters - Love The Cup (2003)
to moon6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte)
With the same eyes as me The same fearing frame We can try and disguise Compromise rights And I know what you're thinking We wear the same dress The same colours right Is this what suits our weakened pride? How do I know cos you're my blood With the kinks and wires like me The same fearing frame We can run and hide See the signs Call to no-one Taste with the same tongue Swelling up inside We can speak and re-sign What's yours is mine Blood |
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from Sons And Daughters - Love The Cup (2003)
She was merged she was thin
The case was wide open I see a heart on her shoulder With his first name written CHORUS And what do lately Consider to be yourself? With your outsize hands Your molten breath October is the month We'll pray for the summer When trees are branching A long distant murmur CHORUS So keep writing her name So it's setting in stone You'll live in the shadow Of these broken bones |
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from Sons And Daughters - Love The Cup (2003)
I fought them all
It never ends I keep tight and My wonder is less Oh Oh why I'm questioning I'll never ask So you can sleep in Your perfect address Oh Oh why You can look inside This calling curse The lines are drawn This is getting worse Oh Oh why Now I can tell Your looking now One comes one comes To find us out Oh Oh why |
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from Sons And Daughters - Love The Cup (2003)
to moonn6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte)
It only took a glance Of fortune or guess A little drumming boy Was beating in my chest CHORUS La La La Is this a competition? I'm definitely winning Because two by two They came through And one in everyone Fits a million Chorus You keep on holding back Can't break it to yourself That your life is nothing But the fear's making sense The fear's making sense Chorus |
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from Sons And Daughters - Love The Cup (2003)
to moonn6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte)
There is nothing left to prove We'll stand on our heads And shake out the news Silently we go down Never hand in hand It's my design And when words are failing I'm useless yet I continue in What has passed Can never end I close my door to everyone CHORUS From start to end We'll start again Forever now I've been allowed To be the last voice in the cold background It's one step over One lesson learned And you hold in your hand My design (Chorus to end) |
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from Sons And Daughters - The Repulsion Box (2006)
Taking your time until they swallowed every line
Castrating everyone Now there's bodies on the run We're waiting we're waiting You're burying my good name Keep burying my name Tight lips have cracked Mouthing behind their backs The forks down the throat of them all til we choked We're waiting we're waiting You're burying my good name Keep burying my name And now we're all sworn in by the shadows whisperings Markings on the door Then we drop onto the floor We're waiting we're waiting You're burying my good name Keep burying my name |
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from Sons And Daughters - The Repulsion Box (2006)
Dance me in
Show me the first part I'll pay close detail To every note in every chart An escaped voice speaks from the corner of the room It's avoiding the plans Sneaking past the narrow truth Everyone else follows through You speak for all men The hopeless telling of sorries cling to your lungs In the print of tomorrow what reminds me of them does not remind me of yours Remind me of the young Just dance me in Just dance me in Just dance me in Dance me in Dance me in You speak for all men The hopeless telling of sorries cling to your lungs In the print of tomorrow what reminds me of them does not remind me of yours Remind me of the young Just dance me in Just dance me in Just dance me in Dance me in Dance me in Lose on both sides until there are two I'm sat at the last table My talk wearing thin I'll wait for answers I'll wait for answers Just dance me in Dance me in Just dance me in Just dance me in Just dance me in Dance me in Dance me in |
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from Sons And Daughters - The Repulsion Box (2006)
Well you can love this feeling and never feel alive
In a hopeless silence that falls between our eyes It's not just tonight It's not just tonight When we sat and waited for words we can't deny Go Gone And can you be clear to what you adhere to? Find a false witness in somebody near you One of us is right None of this is right I'll cut you out of every photograph within an inch of your life Go Gone You chained me down by these arms of affection I tried to escape and I'm trying to follow some direction See the end in sight See the end in sight Well I've crossed I've walked I'm stepping over But nothing left is mine Go Gone |
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from Sons And Daughters - The Repulsion Box (2006)
One year in five we'll stay alive it's a reason to behold
When it's just another fear to fry within this sacred fold I am innocent The sweat pours in like an ancient grin and laughs like a suffering one It's colder now as my mouth runs out How many times are we taken over? I am innocent There's one of us in the middle and there's two now on the end Do you have the guts to falsify as you stand up on the ledge? You are innocent Sentencing can't save me and I shuffle to the night The curtains closed My substance old I am innocent |
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from Sons And Daughters - The Repulsion Box (2006)
Hit me hit me hit me I'm already on the ground
You're asleep in the next room and I'm banging to be found I cannot feel my body and I'm floating then I'm drowned And nothing I have taken keeps it down It's a ride Help me help me help me it's a bitter hit to take When I'm shaking once again this is too long to be awake With the ignorance of new year You could save me for your sake Because I'm falling through the plans that we made It's a ride My medicine Happy happy happy you can lie behind the eyes Without telling those around you that you've built your own disguise Now time can only end it when the remedy's not found Just wrap it up and never take it out It's alright |
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from Sons And Daughters - The Repulsion Box (2006)
Where did you come from?
What have we started? Maybe I call you a liar Held in command Taken by hand Mistaking the words on the wire Take me down again Pull me down again Take me down and then a a a a a Don't go and ask your sick little questions I can't find the cure for desire If this continues I'm saving myself By putting my hands in the fire Take me down again Pull me down again Take me down and then a a a a a What's natural and real Like monsters we Like banshees That's what we've become There's half a discussion and then we ask What kind of love we have You know where the door is Can't give you myself Compassions just a word in a dictionary on your shelf Monogamy to you it seems is just black and blue All the best psychotic lovers ain't got nothing on you Take me down again Pull me down again Take me down and then a a a a a What's natural and real Like monsters we Like banshees That's what we've become There's half a discussion and then we ask What kind of love we have |
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from Sons And Daughters - The Repulsion Box (2006)
Listen
On a blue antique night In early October His wavy brown hair Stuck wet to his shoulder And it's click, click, click Go the heels of his feet Listen Da-da-da-da-da-da, da-da-dum Listen Da-da-da-da-da-da, da-da-dum How long has it been since the boyfriend has visited? The milk's in a pile by the door While her series is playing on terrestrial TV The neighbors, they don't even know And its click, click, click Go the heels of his feet Listen Da-da-da-da-da-da, da-da-dum Listen Da-da-da-da-da-da, da-da-dum Oh Did you hang her out, then hang her out, then hang her out to dry? Did you hang her out, then hang her out, then hang her out to dry? Did you hang her out, then hang her out, then hang her out to dry? Did you hang her out, then hang her out, then hang her out to dry? The meal that she was going to eat for her dinner Is left on a plate by the stove While there's unopened bills and letters and junk mail All strewn on the mat by the door And it's click, click, click Go the heels of his feet Listen Da-da-da-da-da-da, da-da-dum Listen Da-da-da-da-da-da, da-da-dum Oh Did you hang her out, then hang her out, then hang her out to dry? Did you hang her out, then hang her out, then hang her out to dry? Did you hang her out, then hang her out, then hang her out to dry? Did you hang her out, then hang her out, then hang her out to dry? Rama lama lama Shake, shake, shake, shake Rama lama lama Shake, shake, shake, shake Rama lama lama Shake, shake, shake, shake Rama lama lama Shake, shake, shake, shake Rama lama lama Shake, shake, shake, shake Rama lama lama Shake, shake, shake, shake Rama lama lama Shake, shake, shake, shake Rama lama lama Shake, shake, shake, shake How long has it been since the boyfriend has visited? The papers are filling the close While she's face-down on porcelain An inchful of bathwater The neighbors, they don't even know or care And it's drip, drip, drip Goes the tap on her ankles Da-da-da-da-da-da, da-da-dum Listen Da-da-da-da-da-da, da-da-dum Oh Did you hang her out, then hang her out, then hang her out to dry? Did you hang her out, then hang her out, then hang her out to dry? Did you hang her out, then hang her out, then hang her out to dry? Did you hang her out, then hang her out, then hang her out to dry? Rama lama lama Shake, shake, shake, shake Rama lama lama Shake, shake, shake, shake Rama lama lama Shake, shake, shake, shake Rama lama lama Shake, shake, shake, shake Rama lama lama Shake, shake, shake, shake Rama lama lama Shake, shake, shake, shake Rama lama lama Shake, shake, shake, shake Rama lama lama Shake, shake, shake, shake |
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from Sons And Daughters - The Repulsion Box (2006)
Phone phone the red receiver at the end of the bed it keeps getting clearer
Rings run running around me Untying the ribbons for the good of the family And your dear friends gathered together You were looking for trouble now your losing your temper Cold feet in London Useless confetti No groom No first kiss No diamonds for the girl Don't look in the side of the wardrobe The white dress hangs tall as a tightrope Clothes piled high in a suitcase Better get moving fast for it's too late And you dear friends gathered in darkness Formed a search and followed their partners Cold feet in London Useless confetti No groom No first kiss No diamonds for the girl So phone phone the red receiver at the end of the bed but no one will be here |
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from Sons And Daughters - The Repulsion Box (2006)
She said it's all you'll need to be disheartened
Go over the words Repeat We'll get it started You made the first move When I was near you We turned wrong to right I'd heard people say he was a good man in his day All I can say All I concede The smile disappeared into his straight face You made the first move When I was near you We turned wrong to right And now that I can hear It all has past I thank myself for seeing it out The next will last You made the first move When I was near you We turned wrong to right |
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from Sons And Daughters - The Repulsion Box (2006)
Too much you need
Too much you need He's a genuine boy with a guilty smile Hands to pull you forward faster You and your game is not the answer Not on your own Too much you need Too much you need He's a genuine boy with a guilty smile Had to fool you're forward faster You're smashing heads and breaking ladders All on your own Your further on But you can taste the last girl She's the servant to the master Oh now your on your own Too much you need Too much you need He's a genuine boy with a guilty smile Hands to pull you forward faster You and your game is not the answer Not on your own Outrun yourself to find the next You'll take what's coming Catch your own death All on your own Too much you need Too much is greed He's a genuine boy with a guilty smile |
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from Sons And Daughters - This Gift (2008)
Whoa-oh-oh...
Saw him standing there and I know What it takes to make a show 'Cause who wants to be ignored? Who wants to be alone? I'll give you one two three four You're out on the streets, knock-knocking every door Six seven eight nine Nobody home, ran out of time Never beat me Please believe me There's a river running through me I don't need no reason Or a changing season Out of the rain And the chain-chain-chains Drag myself up to bring you down And you said Too much tragedy in this woman Cannot help but be impressed By your logic and your state of interest I'll give you one two three four five If you know what's good you'd better look alive Six seven eight nine Nowhere to run so hide-hide-hide! Never beat me Please believe me There's a river running through me I don't need no reason Or a changing season Out of the rain And the chain-chain-chains Gotta laugh on back at love Gotta laugh on back at love A river's too much to love Jump out before it floods Never beat me Please leave me There's a river running through me I don't need no reason Or a changing season Out of the rain And the chain-chain-chains Never beat me Please believe me There's a river running through me I don't need no reason Or a changing season Out of the rain And the chain-chain-chains Whoa-oh-oh... |
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from Sons And Daughters - This Gift (2008)
Gonna find it hard to sleep through it all,
This rain veils gonna fall Walk behind him, sweet duress Try to conduct yourself Behind royal walls, blacked out eyes A solitary bird, high tension line Dreaming of a pure white sky, Did somebody stop time? (Twisting in) Twisting in, twisting out the knife (Paying for) Paying for your past crime (She'll make) She'll make a darling bride Reached in, pulled out your life Is this what you get in amoral times? Used to burn, now no fire of life Settle for the riches to be fed, Deliver to the valley of the bed (Twisting in) Twisting in, twisting out the knife (Paying for) Paying for your past crime (She'll make) She'll make a darling bride Reached in, pulled out your life Living's so dangerous, Try to conduct yourself Remember what your mother said, Try and use your heart not head (Twisting in) Twisting in, twisting out the knife (Paying for) Paying for your past crime (She'll make) She'll make a darling bride Reached in, pulled out your life (Twisting in) Twisting in, twisting out the knife (Paying for) Paying for your past crime (She'll make) She'll make a darling bride Reached in, pulled out your life |
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from Sons And Daughters - This Gift (2008)
I know
You are Another planet miles apart Is it a question of things You really should have cared about? You took a drive, Countries called More than your friends did, they watched you fall And now you've pulled the wires right from the wall Flags Don't ask me how he's doing He's doing fine Set it straight So there is no road left, only water Spent your time hopelessly alone It's no real price to pay anyway Your first letter came,Stressing lines Against the whitening page Trauma type, Saturation stains Flags He went from riches To rags Oh where are my friends? I'm a burden to their hallowed sense When I felt my head came to an end I made promises, promises never kept Your head at night So many thoughts fought for the finish line When there's no beginning Before you're running out of time So hard, to ignore. on my mind from beach to trestle door I'm thinking of you, flat out cold beneath the starboard floor |
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from Sons And Daughters - This Gift (2008)
She has a gilt complex,
Break her neck, And now she's run, run, running right over the edge. Had a gilt complex, Poison pen, She's signing her name and she's forgetting her friends. Had a gilt complex, Break her neck, And now she worry, worry, worries for the good of her wealth. This gilt complex, Useless effect, Now she suffer, suffer, suffers, destroying her health. He has a gilt complex, Break his neck, And now he's run, run, running right over the edge. Had a gilt complex, Poison pen, Signing his name, forgetting his friends. Had a gilt complex, Break his neck, And now he worry, worry, worries for the good of his wealth. This gilt complex, Useless effect, Now he suffer, suffer, suffers, destroying himself. All you see is all you'll get He's trying to buy some kind of mettle. He's not sure of all he has, but Avarice is all that he's made of... And everybody knows. She has a gilt complex, Break her neck, And now she's run, run, running right over the edge. Gilt complex, Poison pen, She's signing her name and she's forgetting her friends. Had a gilt complex, Break her neck, And now she worry, worry, worries for the good of her wealth. This gilt complex, Useless effect, Now she suffer, suffer, suffers, destroying herself. All you see is all you'll get She's trying to buy some kind of mettle. She's not sure of all she has, but Avarice is all that she's made of... And everybody knows. What you see is what you'll get The star you see is just made of metal. He's not sure of all he has, but Avarice is all that he's made of... And everybody knows. |
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from Sons And Daughters - This Gift (2008)
Said you were leaving on the goodbye service
You'd take me with you I think we earned it (Too late) No stop signs (Too late) No red lights You left me stationed on the chair by the phone No ticket out or a thread of hope (Too late) At the traffic lights (Too late) For this trust of mine There's no sadder sight to see Trains in the distance as you leave There's no sadder sight to see Say goodbye to 5.14 Said that you'd call Scream when you're leaving At least I'm hurting so you sparked some feeling (Too late) At the traffic lights (Too late) Should have seen the signs Sometimes I see you By your bedroom window Hallucination A single shadow (Too late) No stop signs (Too late!) For a heart like mine |
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from Sons And Daughters - This Gift (2008)
Sometimes the conversation
Is a road to the south Beyond the leaking roof To the dry mouth Sometimes intrepidation Is the roadkill in me Oh walk on in and solve the mystery Single configuration I'm out on bended knee Oh call for help I'm separating free House in my head has left me for dead House in my head, and I'm going home Sometimes the conversation Leads roads out to the south Past leaking roofs And dry, dry mouths So this isolation A hole too hard on me It was somebody I knew They threw away the key Sometimes conversation Is a road to the south Beyond the leaking roof Of a drying mouth Footsteps inside this nation Follow tracks, comparted train When I felt this funeral march along my brain Take me out of the street lights Out of the safe light Oh oh oh oh... |
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from Sons And Daughters - This Gift (2008)
Match, the rope, wires
Tied up in twine Corkscrew, dictionary, time Paint, paper, pillows Ink the hangman Tape recording, postcard, sign Stamp it 'Evidence Of Life' Tomorrow tracks the 3 4 line Iodine Alarm clock fights Sedentary life 'Days Of The Week' wine Mapping, water-tight Needles in the night Plastic, checkbook, rhyme Paper, paint, the kitchen knives Safety pins and iodine |
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I can hear her late at night
Rattling along the corridor Wearing my name around my neck I'd long forgotten who I was I rebel with the ghost Try to fight But my hands and feet are fading Used to fall for it all Now my weak insides Are backed by gutless conversation A spectre of your former self No reflection in the mirror When you least expect Wearing my name around my neck Apparently just self-possessed... I rebel with the ghost Try to fight But my hands and feet are fading Holding on to the wall But my weak insides Are backed by gutless conversation |
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from Sons And Daughters - This Gift (2008)
So many times you ran yourself over
Talking back on a cold-crying shoulder Get in a car with the taxi driver Sympathy of strangers, hoping to find her Oh oh oh oh-oh-oh Collisions came as consequence Watching the scene after the accident Mixed-up words, find out what she meant Witness the scene after the accident Passersby, nothing to see here at all Fast-forward talking yourself into the wall You never asked for an audience So why'd you care 'bout the reviews you're gonna get? Mixed-up words, find out what she meant Witness the scene after the accident Collisions came as consequence Watching the scene after the accident Oh oh oh oh-oh-oh Mixed-up words, find out what she meant Witness the scene after the accident Oh oh oh oh-oh-oh Collisions came as consequence Watching the scene after the accident Oh oh oh oh-oh-oh Mixed-up words, find out what she meant Watching the scene after the accident |
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from Sons And Daughters - This Gift (2008)
We swing together like the bell
With a similar story to tell Both holding on until the end At least we're not alone Swinging together like the bell Together we fell Holding over water and the well Again again again Hang on You've got to hang on to yourself Hang on You've got to hang on to yourself Swinging forever like the bell With a similar story to tell Both holding on until the end At least we're not alone We swing forever like the bell Together we fell Holding over water and the well |
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Everything that happened here
Cannot happen when you're dead She safely said Worry when you wake tonight Is it all in your head? So you want to run, deny No time to sit and rest Or re-address All that comes to you When you're picturing the nest And he never understands That the photo in the drawer Is all you're looking for Blue to grey, then back again Watch the fading paper wall Scratching at the window glass Trees along the ledge Are they in your head? Creepers beat-beat-beat tonight Picturing the nest The sight at sixteen Of the son she never had Once she had a dream Of the ones she'll never have Your ending Your ending Your ending Your ending You're only half a person now So fold over what is left To be addressed What you want when you wake tonight Is it all in your head? So you turn over, lie Cradling this perfect mess This home-made dress You've seen what comes to those Who put a picture in the nest The sight at sixteen Of the one she'll never have Once she had a dream Of the son she'll never have Your ending Your ending Your ending Your ending The sight at sixteen Of the ones she'll never have Once she had a dream Of the son she'll never have Your ending Your ending Your ending Your ending Whoa-oh-oh Ahh... |
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Don't know the meaning of devotional
Pictured me hanging Thread bare on the blacked out wall Purposeful, Your weekly disguise Surrendering to arms Fixing up those seeded eyes Dress it up Down the alcohol Feeling so much better Cross me, collecting This scene is all wrong Curtailing ourselves Nothing lasts so very long A carbon copy that typed out wrong Ghost in a black coat sliding slowly along Dressed up Down the alcohol Makes you feel better This gift Open wide, crawling walls He's got this gift, ten stories tall This gift, This Kiss Open wide, crawling walls He's got this gift, ten stories tall Don't know the meaning of devotional Pictured her there thread bare On the bathroom floor Purposeful, your secret disguise Surrender to his arms Fixing up those seeded eyes So you sing "Happy Birthday to death" A hater's wealth And a lover's rest |
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