1. |
Funeral
02:03
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Leaving in a while
Leaving in a while, I trust you'll smile and cry for me
Surrounded by dirt and mahogany
Leave the baby's breath right beside me
Say your prayers and then leave me alone
Wait for time to work all its magic
Just say your goodbyes and then go back home
And it feels just like a drug,
the whole world's caving.
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2. |
The Afterlife Was a Lie
02:59
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So, you said
there's a future on the other side.
So you said...
Oh, they lied,
of promises of everything I wanted
Oh, you'll find,
I've left behind all everything I wanted
So, you lied.
Nothing's different on the other side.
(so you fucking lied)
Oh, they lied,
of promises of everything I wanted
Oh, you'll find,
I've left behind all everything I wanted
I can't feel you here...
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3. |
Labrador
04:07
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Let's all get shit-faced and go dancing in the rain
or just talk the night away, destroy my inhibitions with overpriced brown liquor
I'll tell you I don't know jack about any politics or football facts,
or why this Labrador life makes me feel like I am losing time.
Cause we're all a floating speck,
an insignificant vibrant mess,
a smaller part in a larger story
Really makes my life seem boring.
And I've found self-worth's not what it seems,
when space and time don't give a shit about me.
I can't relate to all your fantasies
I can't affix with your ideal
I don't know if I got time for being an optimist
What a way, what a way to spend our time,
online compulsive buying, to fill our homes with showroom items
A timeless tale of a modern lie.
And did it even really happen if no one's there to say how much they like it? Please say how much you like it, oh god, please say how much you like me.
"Hey now, watch your back cause all your friends are gonna stab you there"
"Hey now, haven't you heard that all the nice guys never finish first"
And I'm all about that apathy, cause space and time don't give shit about me.
I can't relate to all your fantasies
I can't affix with your ideal
I don't know if I got time for being an optimist.
And I fell through the cracks of my own mind, and I moved like a moth to the light
If there was something more would I see her and my dead Labrador?
Caught up in an endless search for what I've been longing for
Everything that I've wanted was always here.
I can't relate to all your fantasies
I can't affix with your ideal
I don't know if I got time for being an optimist.
"Hey there, I hope you're doing better, we can go and grab a drink or watch the sunset over Sydney. If your sadness would manifest into human form, then we could beat that motherfucker down"
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4. |
I'm Still Terrified
03:02
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There's no stepping outside, for a while.
The sun hurts my eyes, it gets this way sometimes
When all the negatives come flooding back in my mind.
"You're clearly going nowhere"
Tell me what I wanna hear
"and you're never gonna save the world,
so put it off for next year"
I'm still terrified, endlessly
I'm still terrified, hopelessly
Making time for losing all my possibilities
"You're clearly going nowhere"
Tell me what I wanna hear
"and you're never gonna save the world,
so put it off for next year"
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5. |
savetheworld
02:00
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And you're never gonna save the world...
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6. |
April
03:07
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Well I feel alive, from time to time
but mostly on the nights,
the nights are late, you lie on me
I lie awake
You fall asleep.
I watched the leaves on the trees in April
They were falling so I fell with them
I never woke up, I never want to
I'm happy down here as long as I'm with you.
I'm re-living everyday.
All the drives that we took in my car, and the snow-covered streets of New York
Don't wanna wait for another occassion to tell you I need you and that you're amazing
I wanna hold you, get under your skin,
then fight about dumb shit and make up in 10.
I watched the leaves on the trees in April
They were falling so I fell with them
I never woke up, I never want to
I'm happy down here as long as I'm with you.
(I never woke up, I never want to. I'll be just fine as long as I'm with you)
I watched the leaves on the trees in April
They were falling so I fell with them
I never woke up, I never want to
I'm happy down here as long as I'm with you.
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7. |
Complexion
03:51
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Let's get real, you can call me 'token'
Could sugarcoat it, but why lie?
I've got the same potential as anyone,
but you can't see past my muddy eyes
I know you care
It's such a shame, yeah
The little things so trivial just piss you off
And I can tell that I'm boring you, yeah
or is it my complexion that put you off?
Let's get real, you don't have to like me
and if you did I'd consider it a miracle
I'd tell you my last name but it's not worth it
You'll just complain it's got too many fucking syllables.
I know you care
It's such a shame, yeah
The little things so trivial just piss you off
And I can tell that I'm boring you, yeah
or is it my complexion that put you off?
I know you care
It's such a shame, yeah
The little things so trivial still piss you off
And I can tell that I'm boring you, yeah
or was it my complexion that put you off?
(Does my complexion still put you off?)
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I'll keep the doors closed inside, let the heat circulate
A fortress I've built just to hide, I don't stay awake late these days
Oh my mind's like an old carousel, a heavy rotation in play
Of snow and the warm sand as well, I'll make it back there someday.
Oh, maybe heaven's that place in your mind filled with what you love the most
Oh, how do I even know I'm alive when I feel like a ghost?
Oh, let's create some more beautiful pictures with a permanent pose
And I'll return to that place like scripture when I feel like a ghost.
I'll keep the noise locked inside, a fuzzy grey ambient haze
And I hope that the neighbours don't mind, they don't come around here these days
I keep losing my voice when I speak, I don't often have that much to say
I'm the extra on the TV screen, my lines aren't important anyway.
Replace all of my things, and scenery.
Replace all the above, and erase me.
Oh, maybe heaven's that place in your mind filled with what you love the most
Oh, how do I even know I'm alive when I feel like a ghost?
Oh, let's create some more beautiful pictures with a permanent pose
And I'll return to that place like scripture when I feel like a ghost.
I'll forget for a moment or two, and they feel like forever when I'm lying with you
My head on your chest and I hear your pulse say "oh, you're not as alone as you think".
I'll forget when I'm living in memory, Christmas lights and surrounded by family
I'll forget when I hear them all singing "you're not as alone as you think"
No, you're not as alone as you think.
Oh, you're not as alone as you think.
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9. |
pleasestayawake
02:01
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I know it's been too long, but I'm coming for you
It's been a lifetime since we spoke, but I'm coming for you
You don't have to fix your hair for me, just please stay awake.
And I'm all talk, I know, but I'm coming for you
Oh, you've been stuck in there so long, but I'm coming for you
You don't have to say a word, just please stay awake.
I'd never leave it this long again, but I'm coming for you
They can get the fuck out of my way, cause I'm coming for you
I know you don't have all that long now,
just please stay awake.
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10. |
Vic.
06:21
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I know, that it's not the way you planned it.
And "took for granted"'s an understatement.
I caught a glimpse of my future in your eyes
You told us stories of your life, then I thought about the end of mine
Oh and I know, you'll always be twice the man I could be
I've got your blood in mine, but I couldn't give the time
But there's life in me left, I haven't given up yet.
I've come across this point in my life once or twice before
Where I can barely count on one hand all the things I have to live for
Cause I don't do the things that I love, and when I do, it feels like a chore
I'll never as pure as you and I don't feel like myself anymore.
Oh I'm a fragment of myself.
And there's so many things I have left to do before I leave
Instead of falling victim to an endless cycle of fear and anxiety
And I don't wanna get too old and be stuck inside a cage
So I'll get the fuck up and I'll scream my lungs out "I got some shit to get done today"
Frail limbs and retirement homes
I'm not afraid to die anymore.
Cause I worry about everything
I worry, it's true
I worry about me sometimes
but mostly about you.
I swear there's life left in me yet
No time, no time to second guess
I'm still here and not dead yet
And I feel it now, I'm not dead yet
Frail limbs and retirement homes
(I swear there's life left in me yet, no time, no time to second guess)
I'm not afraid to die anymore
(I'm still here and not dead yet, and I feel it now, I'm not dead yet )
So, you said, there's a future on the other side
So you said...
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11. |
Get Well
01:35
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Your life's a canvas of what you make of it
Just keep your head up,
I hope you get well, kid
Enjoy the ride, take the time to look up and smile
It's not the end, just reset, and move on again.
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Get Well, Kid Sydney, Australia
C-grade emo tunes from Sydney
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