1. |
Treadmills
01:23
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Diagnose the problem
Inject solutions
Am I working yet?
Cut away my malfunction
Break the stitches
Pull the tubes
Send me on my way with pills
Make sure it's enough forget
That sometimes when you’re trapped in sterile rooms
Clocks tick slowly and the lights flicker bright
With white coats blended into bad news
I’m too numb to feel right
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2. |
Glasses Half Empty
03:04
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I couldn't help notice you've been fucking up
And it would be great if you could stop
Got this feeling you'll self destruct
And I kind of like having you around here
How can I help you, when I can't help you
I see you're trying and still failing
I just can’t do this for you
Cause you’re the captain on this sinking ship
I just can’t steer it for you
And I can't stop loving you
But you can start loving you
And I know this can't be easy
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When we met I wasn't on my game,
I've been called a lot of things I'm not ashamed to say,
Things like "Too political", "Hyper cynical",
But "kind of funny" felt okay,
It's a blur back in the early days,
But the feelings keep on coming like the crashing waves,
In the sunny section, looking for affection,
Who needs Tenerife when we've got Whitley bay?
Oh my heart, I try to keep it open,
Oh my heart, I try to keep it full,
There's a world outside where I feel so broken,
But you make me feel mendable.
Cursing trophies at the Bernabau,
That Lynchian exhibit really freaks me out,
There were sirens wailing, six men ailing,
I feel like throwing up right now,
We watched movie, if I'm not mistaken,
Johnny Clay portrayed by Sterling Hayden,
Stick-up at the races, chiaroscuro faces,
Who needs heroes anyhow?
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4. |
Shut Eye
04:40
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Been having these wild dreams
That haunt me for years
I'm standing next to a body
Conscience riddled with fear
That I’m maybe this monster
Innocence disappears
How come I'm always the bad guy
Murder weapon in hand
Looking guilty as hell
I don't understand
Well I can't prove it but I didn't do it
Maybe next time my alibi
Will align with the stories I tell
When I shut these eyes
This decent nature when I'm awake
Fades and fades I can't explain
Why I'm such a terrible person at night
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