1. |
Between Wine and Water
03:18
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When the world goes to hell,
will you stand by me if I’m not feeling well?
You can bite me, I will moan,
but I’ll still be here when the dog days are gone.
A friendly notice friends of mine.
Please don’t intercept or intertwine what’s left of me.
Between wine and water I’ll become a bitter entity.
I’m better off alone.
You’re all better off without me.
The luck I’ve had will devour.
It’ll make anything with a heartbeat turn sour.
I’m not insular, unkind.
Crack a hole into my head to open up my mind.
I could say anything you’d want with your words forced in my mouth.
I would go anywhere you’d want on a wagon with my legs blown out.
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2. |
Chameleon
03:58
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In this shared cubicle life.
You tear down wall for wall but don’t expect nothing to fall.
When we’re buried in debris,
through distorted eyes I see your finger point at me.
In the end I’m glad you found something to die for.
In your head you’re killing it.
You were right and I was wrong in auditory illusion.
You are weak and I am strong.
Always easy to blame me for your own simplicity.
Recycled insecurity.
You’ve been chosen by yourself to represent this.
In your head you’re killing it.
It makes you feel like you belong,
but I had to write this song.
I just have to let you know.
You’re killing it.
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3. |
It Follows
04:03
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Don’t you feel alarmed.
Don’t you cry.
I will stay with you until the day that you die.
Maybe I’m too bold for your show.
I will shut you down before you can let me go.
You can’t buy me out forever,
cause we’re interlocked together.
So am I someone you’ll remember,
or am I part of you forever?
Don’t you feel ashamed when you’re down.
I will find you when you don’t want to be found.
When you think I’m gone you are wrong.
I will follow you If you don’t bring me along.
These pills will make you frown.
Turn your sad smile upside down.
Wouldn’t you like to set your sails to the end?
Pretend I’m not the water, I’m not the wind.
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4. |
Second Letter
02:56
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Eight years and a day.
Channelling anxieties,
infected you with me.
Left the quarters by the trains.
It’s time to find another home to anchor my remains.
I was protective and afraid in a bed that we both made,
but I do believe it’s you more than me.
Cause I can’t wear your shame.
Still waiting for my heart to feel the same.
When I aimed and shot the blame,
I hit the second letter in your name.
Heritage to a curse.
In the footsteps of my father every day I’m getting worse.
I’ve stumbled thirty years.
I’ve always been outnumbered and defeated by my fears.
Hell knows I’ve tried and tried,
but I can’t wear out what you did
I’ve wandered miles and miles.
Literally walked away from you.
I was protective and afraid.
I will always blame myself,
but I do believe it’s you more than me.
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5. |
Surgery
02:23
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Referral day.
Dress me down in white.
Blend me with the walls.
Sedate me now.
Just let me go to sleep.
Roll me down the hall.
I need to remove her from my heart in surgery.
Everything will fall apart if she’s with me.
Bypass this hurt.
Make certain I forget the dangers of the complications.
Just reach inside and cut her out of me.
Leave a hole forever empty.
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6. |
Violet
03:58
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In this timeline you and I will become strangers passing by.
You see red when I feel blue.
We’ll find violet somewhere new.
Counting pores across new skin in a film displayed within.
A vacant dream reality alternate memory.
In a future somewhere else.
Different versions of ourselves.
Privileged to love without fear.
Will hold a child to heart so dear.
You tried to change the world but the world has changed you.
I tried to make you see but the world around you changed me.
Now your image can be found in the outskirts of my mind.
With a violent father, a mothers disease.
It weighs me down onto my knees.
Counting pores across new skin in a film displayed within.
A vacant dream reality alternate memory.
Repeating inside me.
So you tried to change my life but my life has changed you.
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7. |
Hurricane Girl
03:15
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Hurricane girl.
Show me your inside.
Even if only for a while.
I need to see through your porcelain complexion.
Your cold hands aspire my desire.
I would love to keep you warm
I could stay inside this storm that you’ve created around yourself.
Hurricane girl.
Your winds will carry me wherever you would ever want.
The core of the tempest resides deep in your heart.
Trust me inside you for a while.
I would keep you out of harm.
I could shelter you from cyclone rain and thunder hurricane.
Maybe you’ll blow me away.
Maybe you’ll blow my love away.
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From deep down below.
You’ve watched how I grow so consume me.
Consume me for all that I am.
I can tell that you know what to show.
What to feed me.
So feed me with all you can cram.
You make it harder for me to pretend that I don’t need somebody.
That I want to grow old alone.
You inspire me.
Maybe I don’t have to grow old alone.
Maybe I don’t have to be on my own.
From atop and afar.
Find out what I’m made of.
Display me.
Display me to myself again.
Oh I’ve seen how you move and the way that you read me.
I want to end where you begin.
I’m always forever right and so are you.
A paradox of what I thought that I knew.
You said I want all of the worst parts of you,
but to tell you the truth I don’t think that you do.
The future is unknown.
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9. |
My Universe Awaits
03:37
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Our hearts reside in settlement.
So comfortable.
A compliment.
Beneath your god my universe awaits.
I’ve known disease like anyone.
With no release I connect myself.
I fear and loathe.
You reprehend.
Tear us apart.
Rebuild again.
You’ve known disease like anyone.
With no release you connect yourself.
Maybe there’s something we don’t know in our material selves.
Maybe there’s some place we can go within our conscious selves.
We laugh when we cry and we cry when we laugh.
We can’t figure out why we’re alive.
We’re looking for reasons,
We’re looking for answers inside and outside of this fucked up world.
We’ve known disease like everyone.
With no release we connect ourselves.
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10. |
A Familiar Void
03:41
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So let if flow.
Me and sorrow are the same.
When I go tears will integrate the rain.
I’m sorry for the way I seem divided,
but part of me has always been decided.
I reached to touch you when you were surreal.
My hand cleaved through you and I watched you dissolve over the sheets.
Still searching for relief.
Tired of imagining a life and time when I’m not sick with grief.
Two drops from the sky.
Lonesome am I.
Still my eyes stay dry while I try holding back the storm.
I can’t explain why I can’t remain,
but this way you won’t drown in tears that are meant for me alone.
Let if flow.
Every story ends the same.
I don’t know if I’ll make it to an end.
Sadness, paranoia, uninvited.
Dried and prepared.
In transit.
A familiar void.
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