1. |
Falling In
04:01
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Maybe with a little bit of courage I can make it through the night
Something I drank in the bar last time gave me awful nightmares
I want an answer when I call him, I adore him, but we fight
I said something on the walk home last night, that was awfully crazy
When we're falling in, we fall back out
When my heart's full of blood, you drain me
And falling's not a sin I'd live without
All the cancer but you'd have to kill me
He doesn't know that I saw him in the alley with his Valli baby blue
I thought it was for him and his nerves, he gets awfully anxious
He's always going getting in trouble, drinking doubles with his guy friends
Suddenly the room's looking funny, head is blurry, overcast
Static in my mouth when I speak, feeling weak, did I really say that?
Did I really say that?
And when we're falling in, we fall back out
When my heart's full of blood, you drain me
And falling's not a sin I'd live without
All the cancer but you'd have to kill me
Is this the end for us
A lame excuse, a lip gets bust
That stuff is not enough
To take us where we wanted to be
So I trace yellow lines
Waiting for a different sign
Something to pick me up
And take me back to bed forever
And when we're falling in
And my heart's full of blood
And falling's not a sin
All the cancer but you'd have to kill me
And when we're falling in
And my heart's full of blood
And falling's not a sin
All the cancer but you'd have to kill me
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2. |
Fair Share
03:28
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Your dad's eyes went brothel red
Even though you fought him back, you follow what he said
Silly shape shifters with their royal smiles
Hide behind their curtains on a country mile
Yes I saw
I don't care
You got more, you got more than your fair share
Yes I saw
It's not fair
You got more, you got more than your fair share
So you eat up all the headlines and then wash it down with shame
Fuck laying any flowers when you're pissing on the grave
Longitudes and latitudes make do with what you will
You hate everyone who doesn't live inside the ship you built
So I'm pushing all the buttons, find the one that makes you tick
I'm pissing in the vinegar, I pour it on the itch
But it isn't your fault from what your dad told to you
He's scrambling all your signals while loosening your screws
Yes I saw
I don't care
You got more, you got more than your fair share
Yes I saw
I don't care
You got more, you got more than your fair share
As I dig through the comments
I lose my state of mind
As I wonder through the forest
I thank to God I'm blind
To God I'm blind
I'm blinded by your lies
Yes I saw
I don't care
You got more, you got more than your fair share
Yes I saw
I don't care
You got more, you got more than your fair share
Yes I saw (Yes I saw)
It's not fair (It's not fair)
That you got more than your fair share
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3. |
Do You Even Die Bro
02:35
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Drinking in the morning
Rolling back the awning
Fight off my hangover
With the cold side of the cover
Make my way to John's house
He says scared to let dogs out
Close the gate behind you
Oh the silly things that we do
But do you even die, bro?
Cuz I don't really think so
Yeah do you even die, bro?
Cuz I don't really think so
She said she'll see me later
She's flirting with the waiter
Her dogs are in the parlour
She's a drinker like her father
He can beat you all at snooker
Last lady was a looker
With his eyes on the prize
He wants the tops of her thighs
But do you even die, bro?
Cuz I don't really think so
Yeah do we even die, bro?
Cuz I don't really think so
But do we even die, bro?
Cuz I don't really think so
So make me a memento
And I'll be on my way
But do you even die, bro?
Cuz I don't really think so
But I'll keep saving up the rainbows
For a rainy day
But do you even die, bro?
Cuz I don't really think so
Yeah do we even die, bro?
Cuz I don't really think so
I push the food around my plate
And while I'm losing all this weight
My daily tasks are just distractions
From what is bound to happen
I sit here waiting for my toaster
Life's less of a rollercoaster
I'm chained here to the sofa
And it's where I'm gonna stay
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4. |
Red Ferrari
03:02
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I've been watering my dead plants
I've been whistling in the wind
You're my red Ferrari
The blood in my syringe
If I could fold a map to meet you
Then I'd be with you in Berlin
But with all this misdirection
I sit and watch the compass spin
Like the birds in the tree
Touch the branch with their beaks
If it dips you should split
Could it be it's time to leave
Like the birds in the tree
Touch the branch with their beaks
If it dips you should split
Could it be it's time to leave
I watch the cracking in my armour
And wipe my worried head
Cuz their's an army here to meet me
And it's not long before I'm dead
On a long haul-flight to nowhere
I dream we never touch the ground
But when it's finally time to see you
The voice in my head's not so loud
I ask you will my words endure it
The test of time or instead
Will they crumble like a creature
Crippled by suburban dread
And in the morning will my coffee
Just be poison from my kids
A broken dream, a gap-toothed queen
A red Ferrari in the ditch
Just like the birds in the tree
Touch the branch with their beaks
If it dips you should split
Could it be it's time to leave
Like the birds in the tree
Touch the branch with their beaks
If it dips you should split
Could it be it's time to leave
Just like the birds in the trees
Touch the branch with their beaks
If it dips you should split
Maybe now it's time to leave
Just like the birds in the trees
Touch the branch with their beaks
If it dips you should split
Maybe now it's time to leave
Just like the birds in the trees
Touch the branch with their beaks
If it dips you should split
Maybe now it's time to leave
There's no birds in the trees
No umbrellas on the beach
Sky is torn, rain is sworn
Maybe now it's time to leave
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Chintzy Stetson Newcastle Upon Tyne, UK
There was a woman who wore a juicy couture tracksuit, with the rhinestones on the back. She paid for the suite every Friday
night. She sold drugs in bin liners and sat on the floor by the bar. She disappeared 2 years ago. I call the hotel every now and then but they say they’ve never seen her before.
I called her Chintzy. She called me Stetson.
Chintzy 💋
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