1. |
Everyone's Your Muse
03:20
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Blessed with the face of an ignoramus
Cursed with the heavy weight of genius
And the underrated trait of kindness
How will the gentle world betray you?
You're not allowed to say you're bored
You're not allowed to say you're bored
You're not allowed to say you're bored
You were raised to accommodate the ruse
But just inside you ache for the ugly truth
How can you write when everyone's your muse?
And so the gentle world betrays you
You're not allowed to say you're bored
You're not allowed to say you'r bored
You're not allowed to say you're bored
Never disappointed if you never try
With a wealth of great ideas but no supplies
Still we'll see it in your wearily tired eyes
How could the gentle world betray you?
You're not allowed to say you're bored
You're not allowed to say you're bored
You're not allowed to say you're bored
You're not allowed to say you're bored
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2. |
Harsher World
02:47
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Watch my eyes
Wash your face
Can't decide who to disgrace
Harsher world starts flooding
Dirty boots track mud in
Ceiling drips down
Unwelcome sounds
So perfect
Altruistic
But it's not selfless if it makes you tick
It's of lesser value
When it's all around you
There is no why
That comes to mind
Ceiling drips down
Unwelcome sounds
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3. |
Sparkle
03:01
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Unwanted grief
Crawl into a fort made of sheets
Stay there for days
Don't, don't you know this by now?
Soul at the mercy of the mind as the sparkle leaves your eye
Helpless creations fall in kind
Quiet now this moment's mine
Stop telling truths
A lie is more becoming on you
Say what you will
Don't, don't you know this by now?
Soul at the mercy of your mind as the sparkle leaves your eye
Helpless creations fall in kind
Quiet now, this moment's mine
Stare at the ground
Too many eyes peering round
Fear missing out
Don't, don't you know this by now?
Soul at the mercy of the mind as the sparkle leaves your eye
Helpless creations fall in kind
Quiet now this moment's mine.
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5. |
Folly
02:22
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Holy holy
Pick up the phone
That's her calling
Holy holy
Pick up the phone
That's her calling
Honey honey,
Pick up the phone
That's her calling
While I'm here singing songs of folly
While I'm here singing songs of folly
Honey honey
Pick up the phone
That's her calling
Honey honey
Pick up the phone
That's her calling
Holy holy
Pick up the phone
That's her calling
While I'm here singing songs of folly
While I'm here singing songs of folly
While I'm here singing
Holy holy
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6. |
Handsome Monster
03:29
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March is a curious beast
A handsome monster
One that enters furiously
One that's come to conquer
Taking deliberately
From those who have squandered
Showing no chivalry
To her pale impostors
Once she has everything
March will grow softer
Shedding her leathery skin
Kinder and calmer
Purging the fury within
Sober and somber
For knowing the heavenly sin
Of feeding her hunger
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7. |
Internood (Kucumberz)
01:11
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8. |
Rat
01:59
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It's four in the morning
It's four in the morning
it's four in the morning
I'm so tired
You have to go
I'm so tired
you have to go
You have to go
You have to go
This isn't what it seems
It'd mean the world to me to get some sleep
This melancholy pit is growing deeper every minute
And I'm crawling and I'm climbing
Frankly dying for the summit
But the sum of all that's evil is still hiding in my walls
And wreaking havoc in my ceiling
And suddenly I'm reeling
If there's no rest for the wicked
Then I'm sickened by the things I must have done to earn this feeling
This wretched deprivation of the one thing that I strive for
In my current soft location
But my motivation's weakened
By the shiny yellow beacon of the morning
That comes pouring through the glass
And the day has come at last
Good sir you have surpassed me
I'm so tired you have to go It's four in the morning
Four in the morning
it's four in the morning
It's four in the morning
I'm so tired
You have to go
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9. |
Internood (The Bendz)
01:10
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10. |
Salty Heart
02:43
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I was looking, looking
But I couldn't see in
For all those low, low hanging branches in my face again
I was laughing, laughing
At my old seasoned wounds
As I sprinkled coarse salt into your lacerated heart
But oh oh oh
Oh salty
Salty Heart
Oh oh oh
Oh salty
Salty heart
I was chasing, chasing
All of that butterscotch swirl
But now I'm stuck, stuck with a vanilla flavoured world
I was thinking, thinking
That I'd been missing the joke
You always seem to have some inside knowledge that I don't
But oh oh oh
Oh salty
Salty heart
Oh oh oh
Oh salty
Salty heart
Oh oh oh
Oh salty
Salty heart
Oh oh oh
Oh salty
Salty heart
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11. |
We the Wee
03:56
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We are never really listening
Never have to wait our turn to speak
We can all just scream in unison
Pick me, choose me
Or not, just kidding
Never admitting to that secret fear
Of people feeling sorry for us
Don't want them to ignore us
Pick me, choose me
Or not, just kidding
Never admitting to that secret fear
Of people feeling sorry for us
We don't want them to ignore us
Train your face to speak without a word
Make no effort to convince them of your worth
Soon they'll see you've got the better of the world
Pick me, choose me
Or not, just kidding
Never admitting to that secret fear
Of people feeling sorry for us
Don't want them to ignore us
Pick me, choose me
Or not, just kidding
Never admitting to that secret fear
Of people feeling sorry for us
We don't want them to ignore us
We feel compelled to talk about ourselves
We know no other topic quite so well
And if this is a contest of who cares the most
I'm coming in
Ready to lose
Pick me, choose me
Or not, just kidding
Never admitting to that secret fear
Of people feeling sorry for us
We don't want them to ignore us
Pick me, choose me
Or not, just kidding
Never admitting to that secret fear
Of people feeling sorry for us
We don't want them to ignore us
Pick me, choose me
Or not, just kidding
Never admitting to that secret fear
Of people feeling sorry for us
We don't want them to ignore us
Pick me choose me or not just kidding
Pick me choose me or not just kidding
Pick me choose me or not just kidding
Pick me choose me
Or not
Just kidding
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12. |
Outernood (Sixteen Bitz)
00:38
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