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French X
03:00
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sometimes the course can draw a perfect circle
he turned around and retraced his steps
to recover the coin he dropped
he closed his eyes and tried to think in a straight line
the balancing act of a one-armed man who sees a shimmer in the distance
the eyes peeked around the corner
the worms sprawled out on the floor
the dynamite exploded
the wall's not there anymore
who are we and what is this?
you be the wave and i'll be the cliff swallowed by the sea
from a certain angle you see things in their true form
the coin was just a bottle cap
and the cold july becomes a rite of spring
he saw a shimmer in the distance
the rising morning sun balancing between the clouds and him
he took the long way home
the eyes watched from the table lamp
the worms pulled out the plug
the painting on the wall's been sold
the night weighs a ton
the dynamite exploded
we sprawled out on the floor
the waves crashed against the door
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2. |
The People That We Are
03:20
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you're at the tip of my tongue
i'm talking to the past
but i know you like a matter of fact
i found it irrational
how rational you are
painting still lives of dirt won't get you far
i found it irrational
the people that we are
you're not the same and i love you
if we could get away
just keep ourselves away
and stop looking for the right words to say
we could find out what it means
to swim in a real sea of imaginary things
i found it irrational
the people that we are
you're not the same and i love you
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3. |
How About You
01:52
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when you sleep
there's no you and them
it's only in your head
how about you?
what about me?
you know this place ain't what it used to be...
...when you were young
you could walk on your own feet
but now you can't fit in your own skin
your friends will let you down
but only crashes break your bones
how about you?
what about me?
you know this place ain't what it used to be
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4. |
Dark Days
02:20
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i don't have a choice when it comes to bring me down
i won't be seeing you around
is it warm in there?
because it's not where i've been sleeping
thinking of the things you've been keeping in
and i don't know you anymore
i just know who you once were
staring at the sidewalk
counting cracks and hitting walls
i'm forced to face the fall
and winter's forced on me
the snow melts away
what new life does it bring?
and i don't know you anymore
i just know who you once were
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5. |
No Words To Say
03:40
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a contortionist of sorts
she's bending over backwards
to make one happy
she hopes she gets hers too
he hung up the phone
he didn't know what else to do
who do you blame
when no one is at fault
but everyone is wrong?
the sky burns a color she's never seen before
she needs some time to think it over
she'll let you know in a day or two
or you'll find out from a friend
a contortionist of sorts
testing unspeakable limits
contorting blood and bones
with a weak grip on your hand
the evening rolls in
like a silent film where everyone just goes their own way
(who do you blame?)
contorting blood and bones
(everything is wrong)
with a weak grip on your hand
(the sky burns a different color)
they go their own way
contorting blood and bones
(you'll find out from a friend)
with a week grip on your hand
(the evening rolls in)
like a silent movie you have no words to say
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