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A little lie never harmed
The concrete slipped in my shoes.
What did I got myself into.
Because a while ago I flew.
And this is nothing new to me.
This train used to ride so smooth.
But everything has changed
And you believe that yoo.
But it’s a rough road to the truth.
Verse:
The way that you walk and the hearts that you steal.
I’m breaking my neck over your banana peels.
I’ve been comparing the grasses.
My narcistic lawn.
A little lie never harmed.
I didn’t know what happened.
(And I didn’t mean to stop her)
Didn’t even know her name.
(‘Cause tomorrow comes the ache)
I didn’t know what happened.
(And I didn’t mean to stop her)
Didn’t even know her name.
(‘Cause tomorrow comes the ache)
I didn’t know what happened.
(And I didn’t mean to stop her)
Didn’t even know her name.
(‘Cause tomorrow comes the ache)
Didn’t mean to stop her ‘cause tomorrow comes the ache.
And I’m sorry for your friends, my love.
Sorry for my friend and all.
Last night I thought of you.
She was a solo drinker
And a quite bright thinker.
And she took me to the loo.
She said: I’m looking for somebody new.
And I believe that you do too.
I didn’t know what happened.
(And I didn’t mean to stop her)
Didn’t even know her name.
(‘Cause tomorrow comes the ache)
I didn’t know what happened.
(And I didn’t mean to stop her)
Didn’t even know her name.
(‘Cause tomorrow comes the ache)
I didn’t know what happened.
(And I didn’t mean to stop her)
Didn’t even know her name.
(‘Cause tomorrow comes the ache)
Didn’t mean to stop her ‘cause tomorrow comes the ache.
And I’m sorry for your friends, my love.
Sorry for my friend and all.
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Isabella
02:29
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Isabella lyrics
Lyrics:
I'm leaving on an airplane,
Got to get away this world.
And I need some time
To get away from these girls.
Now there's trash in the streets,
No one's talking to me
At last.
I'm leaving on an airplane,
ETA is about five.
It's time to make a difference.
It's time to break this life.
Now there's trash in the streets,
No one's talking to me at last.
And it's 43 degrees,
I'm surrounded by sea
At last.
Verse:
Since you left me, I did too.
I left everything with you.
I said: Isabella, it's time to tell the truth.
Bridge:
The creepy monster in the closet isn't out to get ya.
The tricky finger, slick and sly, is never gonna let ya.
The mood you're hoping to create is going to upset ya.
The Freaky monster in the closet isn't out to get ya.
And now I'm back on this airplane
Got to leave again: to home.
For the first time in forever
I haven’t talked to you in days.
Get high to forget
That I am heading back.
Verse:
Since you left me, I did too.
I left everything with you.
I said: Isabella, it's time to tell the truth.
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Turned Over/Turned Around Lyrics
I’ve been turned over, turned around.
Have grieved for the lost and later found.
The least important thing I miss.
The beast inside doesn’t look like this.
Bigger ain’t better, the truth it lies
In the small things that hide inside.
The beast in me it knows no cool.
But it’s pretty cute when I’m with you.
Shit doesn’t float it’s on the brink.
Of breaking down, don’t even sink.
The stroboscobe divides the light.
In vague fragments that made the night.
I tell them: don’t think of setteling down.
Which seems like a good plan for now.
The stroboscope just feels the need
To shine fragmented lights on me.
Fills me up with parts of you.
Both the cliché old and new.
Space I had’s been compromised.
I don’t need things I do not like.
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1999 (Lookin' Fine)
05:08
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1999 (Lookin’Fine) Lyrics
I’ve never got a proper
Goodbye when we were sober.
There you stood screaming ‘no’ but I was always a deaf man.
You’re taxi was a rover.
I hardly got to know you.
You should’ve known I was a show-off.
I was born to be a dead man.
And you could shake your body like it’s 1999, lookin’ fine.
Well you never knew the time.
Oh I can tell you why I’m always one step left behind the line.
There was always something one your mind.
Freshly from the store
Where I am waiting for your call.
But now I’m sitting at your door but I was always a B-plan.
It’s been an hour maybe more.
Even the neigbour’s getting bored
Of a little fucking loser who is waiting for bad friends.
And you could shake your body like it’s 1999, lookin’ fine.
Well you never knew the time.
Oh I can tell you why I’m always one step left behind the line.
There was always something one your mind.
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Wresteling with the greatest
All through several dimentions.
Trying to find a door to more.
Searching for extention.
Saving all I'm craving.
Feathers floating in the air.
The aftermath is more than that
And less than that is rare.
Verse:
Don't throw yourself off the pier on the westcoast.
Aren't you getting tired?
This situation is a mess.
Like you said: your eyes turned red.
That's reason and distress.
Staring in the distance
Tryna for away the frown
That you get on your forehead.
The only way is down.
Asking for directions.
Didn't have to but I sent it.
With a smileyface to cover up I was just about to end it.
verse:
Don't throw yourself off the pier on the westcoast
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Elephant Dance
03:20
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Now take a step back from your elephant dance.
Do the words I say make you feel like you've got a chance?
Take it easy now.
You know you're concerned in a way that you like.
Like it's a new beginning but the same old goodnight.
Goodnight.
Now take a step back from your life, look ahead.
Is the place that you found worth to get out of bed?
I bet.
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