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Cool Baby Blue (2016)
03:20
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I remember this room, and your place in it
It used to be cool baby blue, didn’t it
But then we were lost, cracked and peeling and
We never tried to repair
And your bad decisions
And my crippled wish
Hang on the wall by the stairs
Sometimes we’re empty and powerful
Sometimes we’re empty and beautiful
And sometimes we’re empty and waiting for someone to
Help us decide not to care
So say goodbye while you’re still naked and
We’ll make love while you cry, you can fake it and
I’ll still appreciate every last lie as it
Falls from your cool baby blue… eyes.
And your bad decisions
And my crippled wish
Hang on the wall by the stairs
And some day these scars
Won’t fade like they do now
But the thoughts that you tell to the back…of my…neck…will
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2. |
Every Plan Escapes
04:16
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You are well on your way out of my life
It’s not the first time that I’ve watched you go
The words to get back in – already dancing on those lips
Well it’s a song you’d think by now I’d have to know
But every time I try to wake up, end the dream, begin the break up
Every plan escapes from my hands
Bosch sat down to stroke his goddamned painting
It doesn’t mean he’s pining to find hell
And just because I stay, it doesn’t mean I need the pain
Maybe it’s just the only story I can tell
And every time I try to kill this, burn the pages, flush the pills,
Every plan escapes from my hands
-and your head
-and my life
-say goodbye to it all, it’s the plan
-in your head
-for my life
It’s your show, I’m just watching
The peace I find is always temporary
A gentle wind can lift me to the sky
Eventually reality, that gravity, the truth
I’m crashing back down to the ground before your eyes
And every time you try to tell me, how different this time it will be
Every plan escapes from your hands
So try again to tell me what I don’t see
Fill me with the hope I guess I lack
No difference between, what I obsess and what I need
Convince me everything I love will come right back
And every time I let it sink in, soon enough resolve will weaken
No point now in keeping distance, no sense minding your own business
I’m on fire and coming home, where you can leave me all alone
Every plan escapes from my hands
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3. |
Heroin Shy
03:10
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You’re choking
me so sweetly I can’t
get up to tell you to
cut the shit
and instead
swallow like an idiot
something I said I
didn’t want
and I’m not scared – I’d just rather not
I’m looking
at your face and walking
away from you
at the same time
you’ll suck me
back into this
make me someone I can’t stand
to be around
and I’m not scared – I’d just rather not
You want to complete my head
You want to keep my arms near you
I scream myself awake in bed
Existing to love and fear you
And when the blood is gone
Not proud, not bashful anymore
I never had a choice
I see that now
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4. |
The End Of Today
02:52
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The last couple hours, the end of the day
The reasons that brought you take you away
If you ever come back it won’t be the same
With all of the wonder spilled over, gone
It’s cold every winter, it rains every spring
So hot every summer and burns everything
And the autumn is fine just before all the dying
So why even bother to stay, I know
I was standing – in the foyer
Grieve without words
If I cried over you I don’t recognize it
And maybe I stared at the wall to disguise it
So what’s one more hangover, one less distraction
I’ve been here I don’t need to know, again
My posture has been described as broken and useless
My hands are both emery cloth, face void of empathy
That’s what you leave when you leave, so don’t kid yourself
Not at all like the online profile
I was standing – in the foyer
Grieve without words
Love loves to love, blows a kiss as it goes
You’d love how you love me to love you, I know
The last couple hours at the end of today
The love that once kept you will drive away
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I’ve got love in my heart and it’s reaching for you
But if you won’t take it someone else will do
If nobody wants it well that’s alright too
No one hurts me like I do
I’ve cried with the world and I’ve cried all alone
Laughed myself crazy with nobody home
Stared at the walls til my eyes turn to stone
No one hurts me like I do
No one hurts me like I do
I’ll hold my breath til my wishes come true
Seconds and minutes and hours and I’m still turning blue
Sometimes I’m evil and sometimes I’m good
I don’t leave your bed when I know that I should
I said I’d forget but knew I never would
No one hurts me like I do
Pull out the splinter and put in the pill
Nothing is noticed if I just lay still
Needing and bleeding, repeating until
No one hurts me like I do
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Tempus Futile
01:58
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Hands on your button nose
Raised with no sound
Wave to me, good-bye
Up to your freckled face
Pale, white and round
10 and 2 for eyes
Succeed and the stars are all suddenly within
Spitting distance from where you stand
I could let go of you just long enough for your
Circular path to bring me…back here…again.
Filling the space up like
A hole in the wall
I’ve found a way around:
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8. |
Paint My Life (2track)
03:29
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I’ve climbed down here to be with you
A day or two, maybe – you see,
I’ve finally given up on God
And it seems he’s given up on me
I put my life in motion
Down a road that’s much to steep, and now
The pain is running through the bone
And the reason’s running just as deep
Paint my life, that’s clever, oh yeah, yeah
You know where I went wrong, don’t you
You know how the picture’s supposed look
So, don’t look, ‘cause every shot you took, I’m waiting
Colors fading, I’m still waiting, sitting, hyperventilating
Does it make you feel good
It was long ago; memory has a way of getting lost
Paint my life, I’m down here, won’t you cover me,
‘Cause I’m not moving
Was a time when I saw through hypocrisy and now I’m
Swimming in the weakness that I used to laugh away from me
The calm won’t last forever and we all must face the storm
But as the weight of love grows heavy, the tears arrive stillborn
Well, life – what’s life when I’m with you in the end?
I tried and I tried but I can’t come back again
I was not the artist, never, I was just a stroke
So get this down, I’m shuddering, the master’s brush has covered me
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9. |
Guilty
03:34
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