1. |
Subbsy Wubbsee
02:08
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Another place
Another face
That I won't see waiting for me when I get home
Another light
Another life
Staring through the shudders on the side of my dome
Another ride
Another fright
In a life I'd chosen ten turn ago
An endless sigh
Of lullabies
Cursed from his eternal sullen tone of the throat
I wish you
The best of life's
I, I wish you
The best of life's
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2. |
Mannequin
02:53
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How would you define
A saint libertine
With knowledge of nine
My own state of mind
My own special place
Where freedom can stay
In all of my days
And leave me so blind
Faltered with starters
Aspiring martyr
That's covered in my blood
The fleet fox of sodom
The sadness of autumn
On the way to find her love
Your freedom is nigh
Your head's in the sky
As centuries align
Don't let days go by
And I'm always here
Whenever your tears
Are too strong to fight
I'll come to your side
Faltered with starters
Aspiring martyr
That's covered in my blood
The fleet fox of sodom
The sadness of autumn
On the way to find her love
She
Won't ever find these
Words
They're hidden in her
Curse
They're hidden in her
Curse
They're hidden in her curse
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3. |
Midnight Moreover
02:55
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As much as I
Will fantasize
About your life
About those eyes
A reddish green
A false machine
A xanny cope
In Zoloft hope
Why when it's bright outside would I feel like
Crying
Crying?
Why when it's bright outside would I feel like
Dying
Dying?
As much as I
Will fantasize
Bout' other lives
Bout' every night
In shadow eyes
The shadow I
Holds pain inside
A varnished wire
Why when it's bright outside would I feel like
Crying
Crying?
Why when it's bright outside would I feel like
Dying
Dying?
A murky scene
A missing spleen
I lie awake
But never dream
The drool collides
With my insides
To paint the wall
To end it all
Why when it's bright outside would I feel like
Crying
Crying?
Why when it's bright outside would I feel like
Dying
Dying?
Hid my sleep in a faraway place
I
Hid my sleep in a faraway place
Hid my sleep in a faraway place
I
Hid my sleep in a faraway place
I
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4. |
REM
01:55
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Your always waiting for
Some excuse to endure
The excitement of life
The trials of night
Through the rosy seams
Of a midnight dream
And a safety net
Where nothing's there
When the cuts are dealt
On a skin like felt
Know the pain is shared
Know that I been there
As the years go by
And I watch you fly
Into the soft unknown
Know your always home
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5. |
Rockabye
03:08
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I call a bluebird on the telephone
He's at my door but I tell him I ain't home
The rabbits around flock to the TV screen
An ocean of sound to coat over everything
I know
It's the woes
That I fear
oOoOo
A child of man, a child of me
Tattered but clothed while running the sunken streets
I slide in the back, I sink in my sheets
Oh what have I done? Oh, how will he ever eat?
I know
It's the woes
That I fear
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6. |
Grave Glovewort
03:27
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You need
To find out it's better
You need
Some warmth and shelter
Swear that I only care
To see you there
Never worn, never wear
When nothing else compares
I know it's hard
To escape at times
From a city, from a life
As the days combine
But it gets so much better when you sleeping at night
You need
To find out what works
You need
To find where it hurts
Swear that I only care
To see you there
Never fret, never fear
When nothing else compares
I know it's hard
To breathe at times
When your friends and family
Don't understand your life
But it gets so much better when your sleeping at night
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7. |
Midnight Cavvern
01:00
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8. |
Sprint
01:29
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9. |
Fume Tacoma
02:34
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