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Out Of Sync
02:11
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Cold surface, enamel blue
Iced over, you’re chuckling too
Vague threats, fizzy drinks
Bad poetry, I might sink
Eyes stinging, your face is too
Cheap food takes care of you
Missed your calls, you think it’s late
You’re so boring when I’m awake
Out of sync, out of light
Golden rules and what’s inside
Broken truths, somewhere to hide
I’d hate you if I tried
There’s a lot to do in spite
Have fun with being right
Chipped wings, reason to call
I hope I don’t break your fall
Cold soft ground, it scratches your skin
Stings for a bit, then lets you win
There’s nowhere to go but a lot to do
And painful admissions, too many for you
Fingers sore, your eyes sink-in
Sick of it all, wearing thin
Don’t sleep it off it won’t fade
You’re over-board, not too late
Out of sync, out of light
Golden rules and what’s inside
Broken rules, somewhere to hide
I’d hate you if I tried
There’s a lot to do in spite
Have fun with being right
Chipped wings, reason to call
I hope I don’t break your fall
Out of sync, out of light
Golden rules and what’s inside
Broken rules, somewhere to hide
I’d hate you if I tried
There’s a lot to do in spite
Have fun with being right
Chipped wings, reason to call
I hope I don’t break your fall
credits
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2. |
Starlights
02:04
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Starlight’s burning like roman candles,
makes me feel that I can handle
anything
anymore
Smiling at strangers oddly on trains,
maybe one day they’ll do the same,
not now,
of course
I bear no flags, like no causes,
so many secrets make me nauseous,
feeling weird,
a little bit
A lot of small choices, not where your voice picks,
shiny black hair and paint-it-red lipstick,
paint it back,
make it quick
Bite your lips until they bleed red
Weird examples make them go ahead
We’re insecure
and sure
Bite your lips until they bleed red
Weird examples make them go ahead
We’re insecure
and sure
follow it closely to the letter,
misunderstand it, don’t know any better
Find a tip,
Make it stick
Plastic class seating, Hearing them breathing
Broken bottle ceilings lungs full of dreaming
What’s that,
Take it back
Don’t know a formula, how to make it
Not even sure how to take it,
That’s fine,
Fake it
Cover us assertive, our voices uncertain,
Write in cursive, looking perfect,
Make us,
Change us
Bite your lips until they bleed red
Weird examples make them go ahead
We’re insecure
and sure
Bite your lips until they bleed red
Weird examples make them go ahead
We’re insecure
and sure
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3. |
Bottle
02:32
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I used to think you were really something
Out of touch and really touching
But now I know it’s really nothing
Playing not simply being something
Black silver humble steed
Cough syrup pardon me
Separate underneath
I miss the taste of your teeth
And I know you know what’s right
It’s crowded all the time
And I know you know what’s right
Grounded with a fight
I can write people off so easily
Fight people off so easily
Right people wrong so easily
Write people off so easily
It’s not enough to keep on lying
Fake truths that leave you trying
For better or worse keep on sighing
Your majesty keep on lying
Serendipity luck for me
Painted red burning trees
Acting up smiley
Broken bottle majesty
And I know you know what’s right
It’s crowded all the time
And I know you know what’s right
Grounded with a fight
I can write people off so easily
Fight people off so easily
Right people wrong so easily
Write people off so easily
How to act on display
Pitched and ready to play
How to act on display
Pitched and ready to play
I can write people off so easily
Fight people off so easily
Right people wrong so easily
Write people off so easily
I can write people off so easily
Fight people off so easily
Right people wrong so easily
Write people off so easily
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4. |
Playing
02:02
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You feel like hell
You’ve got nothing to sell
You’ve got nothing to yell
And I’m done for you
Passing the blame,
It’s not all the same,
Apparently made
To be that way
I feel like you easily used
Kind of like you’d be one too
Blame it on us, easy to guess
Kind of like you’d be one too
I feel like you easily used
Kind of like you’d be one too
Blame it on us, easy to guess
Kind of like you’d be one too
Pointing away,
You’ve got nothing to say,
Only vacate,
There’s nothing for you
Figure of speech,
Blatantly preach
What it’s like to be
In good company
I feel like you easily used
Kind of like you’d be one too
Blame it on us, easy to guess
Kind of like you’d be one too
I feel like you easily used
Kind of like you’d be one too
Blame it on us, easy to guess
Kind of like you’d be one too
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5. |
Letters From No One
01:54
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I’ve got nothing to do all weekend too
Focus on anything or nothing like you
Standing pretty vacant with blood on your eyes
And falling of your head seven stories high
Before I even land to catch by breath
Boring memories try to catch the rest
Every sight connected at the back of the room
Standing bright another brick for your mood
You’re not giving up, you’re starting over
You’re not giving up for you
Ever get the feeling like you’ve been here before
Saying something funny then out the door
Break your arms on a good wish too
It gets stale when you’re looking for you
Another tragic mention of stories unfold
Another secret lesson it’s not your fault
Thanks for the welcome to your resolve
And thanks for the trick turning fine and told
You’re not giving up, you’re starting over
You’re not giving up for you
You’re not giving up, you’re starting over
You’re not giving up for you
All for one and one for all
But one is knowing what you recall
If you know anything except how you have fun
Well maybe you can tell me how to leave undone
You’re not giving up, you’re starting over
You’re not giving up for you
You’re not giving up, you’re starting over
You’re not giving up for you
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6. |
Grace
02:18
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I hear the smile in your voice
I taste the blood in your tears
I’ve been stuck in your grace
Without a doubt of your fears
I can speak in tongues
You’ve got a pierce in your stare
Breathing out of your lungs
Swapping seats for pairs
And you don’t like them
you just like the intent
Another crack in your skin,
without a hint of regret
And you don’t like them
you just like the intent
Another crack in your skin,
without a hint of regret
We ride on plasticine chairs
Stick up all of your hair
Waiting for something else
Fabric without the felt
Docile, clean and clear
Texture taste like beer
They won’t stay right here
Let them watch and leer
And you don’t like them
you just like the intent
Another crack in your skin,
without a hint of regret
And you don’t like them
you just like the intent
Another crack in your skin,
without a hint of regret
I’m bored of trying anything else
Never got good at asking for help
Friends found something dealt
Too hard to be held
Distill it don’t you come down
Don’t quit its no fun
Paper planes coming undone
Too slow and can’t run
And you don’t like it
You just like the intent
Another crack in your skin,
Without a hint of regret
And you don’t like it
You just like the intent
Another crack in your skin,
Without a hint of regret
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7. |
Valium
02:11
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I don’t know what I’ve been told
Seventeen is far too cold
Broken glass and bottles without you
I don’t know what I’ve been told
Taken place that’s not too sold
Seeming quiet and out without you
A spinning top that fits the mould
Crash and turn unless you hold
Landings a lot funner without you
It takes a lot to dig up gold
Paper weights so you can fold
Breaking glass and bottles without you
And I don’t know anything
I’ve got 5 years to land on my feet
And I know you’re all the same
You’ve got 9 lives tell me again
I don’t know what you’ve become
It’s always fun to come undone
Plastic burns faster than you do
I know what you do for fun
Cheap tricks load up on guns
Stain the steel with salt and dark wool
I don’t know what you’ve become
Scare me away so I can run
Light stings better than you do
White it out until it’s done
Dark tones weigh a tonne
Plastic burns faster than you do
And I don’t know anything
You’re like fine wine and you taste like shit
And I know that you want to win
Like last time and you don’t want to quit
And I don’t know anything
I’ve got 5 years to land on my feet
And I know you’re all the same
You’ve got 9 lives tell me again
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8. |
Dogma
02:01
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I can see you when you like
Rain or shine down what you write
Can you stay within the frame
Can you save a spot in line
You’re staring right at me
You breathe me quietly
And I know you can count on me
For you
For truth
Take me away from you
Somewhere sounds quiet too
A place besides your sides
A place without a vice
You’re staring right at me
You breathe me quietly
And I know you can count on me
For truth
For you
I burnt my mouth on your tongue
It only stings on your one
You can wash it out with soap
Save yourself and eat your hope
You’re staring right at me
You breathe me quietly
And I know you can count on me
For you
For truth
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