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Hold
04:45
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Oh good morning, I said to your back with it’s fake sleep hack
Oh good morning, you left behind the tea that I made especially for you
With the two to three bags, two spoons of sugar and the Frankie mags
Oh I do, now I’m thinking of that day, depicting our vowels in all toxic kinds of ways
I said hold (ohh)
I said hold (ohh)
I said hold (ohh)
I said hold (ohh)
But I won’t see you tonight
Remember I said, I have that thing with my friends
Don’t stay up late, cause I’ll be out for a while
What ya doing? it’s as simple as hello, you don’t have to think to know what to reply
Could we get a stronger sign, we no longer intertwine our days
You do yours, I do mine, If I didn’t feel so shit I’d be happy to divide our seperate ways
We’ve got years on our belt, oh it just feels worse to think of life without..
I said hold (ohh)
I said hold (ohh)
I said hold (ohh)
I said hold (ohh)
But I won’t see you tonight
Remember I said, I have that thing with my friends,
Don’t stay up late, cause I’ll be out for a while
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2. |
Lock It Up
05:22
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Oh I can taste the expression on your face
In the corners of your purple tooth paste
go on accusing me for the keys you misplaced
All this bickering seems like such a damn waste
oh so lock it up, why do we do this for?
is it a cover up, cause I love you more and more each time I..
fuck it up, why do we do this for?
Is it a cover up?
I can hear your clothes yelling in my ears
I guess this is how it goes after the first couple of years
It’s been a month or two, I’m overdue a break down
Sure glad I ran into you, my baby steady on the ground
oh so lock it up, why do we do this for?
is it a cover up, cause I love you more and more each time I..
fuck it up, why do we do this for?
Is it a cover up?
So tell me, when you wake up, do you see an avalanche swimming in your cup?
Or do you see daisies, drawn out from your breath, swimming in the thought of me and the time we have left?
So tell me, when you wake up, do you see an avalanche swimming in your cup?
Or do you see daisies, drawn out from your breath, swimming in the thought of me and the time we have left?
oh so lock it up, why do we do this for?
is it a cover up, cause I love you more and more each time I..
fuck it up, why do we do this for?
Is it a cover up?
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3. |
Ribbon
03:46
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I feel the weight of misguided hate
I feel sombre in these dire straits
I’ve been swallowed whole by a relentless troll
caught in the form, of everyone I know.
I’m feeling fake, on my dinner plate, serve me my head so I can depict the snake
I’ll place a wager on my behaviour, don’t let me fall
I see the ribbon
I see the ribbon
I am the ribbon
I am the ribbon
I’m feeling fake, on my dinner plate, serve me my head so I can depict the snake
I’ll place a wager on my behaviour, don’t let me fall
I see the ribbon
I see the ribbon
I am the ribbon
I am the ribbon
I see the ribbon
I see the ribbon
I am the ribbon
I am the ribbon
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4. |
If I Could I Would
06:08
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That was all I needed from you
Like a dog under order, I had to clap my hands so you could yell at me too
Hey, I know it don’t come easy to us, I wish I could hold my tongue under your mellow edge
“Baby, if I could I would” you say to me, you say to me, you say to me
That was all I needed from you
Like a dog under order, I had to clap my hands so you could yell at me too
Hey, I know it don’t come easy to us, I wish I could hold my tongue under your mellow edge
“Baby, if I could I would” you say to me, you say to me, you say to me
Sometimes I cry about it, sometimes I tell you quite directly what’s going on
You consume you don’t address and that’s exactly what I think you’re doing wrong.
Hey, I know it don’t come easy to us and time alone has been growing its appeal
“Baby, just pretend I’m not here” you say to me, you say to me, you say to me
That was all I needed from you
Like a dog under order, I had to clap my hands so you could yell at me too
Hey, I know it don’t come easy to us, I wish I could hold my tongue under your mellow edge
“Baby, if I could I would” you say to me, you say to me, you say to me
Why don’t you push me back
Why don’t you push me back
Why don’t you push me back
Why don’t you push me back
Why don’t you push me back
Why don’t you push me back
Why don’t you push me back
Why don’t you push me back
Why don’t you push me back
Why don’t you push me back
Why don’t you push me back
Why don’t you push me back
Why don’t you push me back
Why don’t you push me back
Why don’t you push me back
Why don’t you push me back
I don’t know
I don’t know
I don’t know
I don’t know
I don’t know
I don’t know.
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5. |
Sick Love Tick
05:13
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Give me an opening into your head
I want to peel down the things that you’ve said
Show me there’s love when you see red
You say it’s a weakness the way I hold
Onto the secrets that I’m not told.
I’ve got to run now, take a vow that I’ll leave
I’ve got your silk thread tied to my bed in my sleep
We’ve got a sick love tick that burns so sweet
I’ve got to run now, promise myself that I’ll leave.
You got the ending, I got the throne, begging me baby “don’t leave me alone, you know it’s not me but the illness I own”.
But you kept me waiting on the man I first met,
The man that was patient, the man I can’t get.
I’ve got to run now, take a vow, that I’ll leave
I’ve got your silk thread tied to my bed in my sleep
We’ve got a sick love tick that burns so sweet
I’ve got to run now, promise myself that I’ll leave.
I believed it, pre-conceived the truth
I believed it, pre-conceived the truth
I believed it, pre-conceived the truth
I believed it, pre-conceived the truth
I believed it, pre-conceived the truth
I’ve got to run now, take a vow, that I’ll leave
I’ve got your silk thread tied to my bed in my sleep
We’ve got a sick love tick that burns so sweet
I’ve got to run now, promise myself that I’ll leave.
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