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Concern
01:48
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I didn't, well, I didn't disagree,
but I know how it looks when it's not working
then I found
that sometimes i seem not to get it all.
But didn't I try
and I didn't want to forsake the stars that you lit in my eyes.
You are blank
or empty?
But it doesn't matter at all
For no one
except for nobody.
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2. |
What it
05:33
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I buy too much food. Too many things to think.
The guy in the tram said: California, come for a drink!
I came with best wishes and a better jeans,
you want to call me ordinary, it doesn't work cause I don't know what it means.
I take expencive lipstick and mush it on your face
you say your name is Georgia, well, honey i prefer to call you Grace.
You like to play guitar?I like to wear a string.
When you've got nothing to say anymore
let me ask you one thing:
How high do you want to get?
After we clinked glasses i throw them in the crib.
Do you really expect a ribbon for each of your shit?
So then I'll give you my everything. How much do you care?
You say I steal the meaning of words, why do you refuse to share?
And I'm so fascinated by the way you talk
but I guess there'll be more to it if you come with me for a walk.
Baby, you can drive my car. I guess you'll do it well.
Speaking of self-censorship: for how much are you for sail?ok.
How high do you want to get?
And then you say,
and then you say:
I don't know what you're talking about. I really don't know.ok?
How high do you want to get?
Depends on how low I can go.
How low do I go? How low do I use to go?
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3. |
Set for Low
05:44
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And when I come around things get set out for nothing more than set the sight for low.
This time when it comes from the heart:contradictive ego.
Randomly twisted and snapping up for blood.
The organ of piles of pictures winds up with the world.
Some say they're different, well, I never heared.
I love the way you're thrilling me. You're filling me.
If something happens to tonight I can't take anything with me
so then I'm spending details.
You changed my life, well, genteel.
That's why I'll always say, I'll always say it for real
And she's got the most beautiful hair
and all the lights belong
belong to her.
I love the way you're thrilling me. you're filling me.
keep me dreaming.
I love the way you're thrilling me. you're filling me.
and I'm set for low
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4. |
June
05:37
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the concept is gone I've been here too long.
you got me twisted and everything's wrong in my eyes
far in disguise.
It takes my mind and my voice
blank or empty I've got the choice.
And then I'm working.
I can't believe what it takes just what it takes.
And then I wonder.
I can't believe what it takes just what it takes
but june
would you save me, june?
and june will be maybe in tune
go me butterflied, i can't look at the sky
cuz it reminds me after a few days I'll die.
from a violent cause. do I care if it does?
So alll the flesh in time
i wonder if in june I'll be alive.
and spring is breaking
I can't believe what it takes just what it takes
and spring is breaking
but june
would you save me, june?
and june will be maybe in tune
I can't believe what it takes just what it takes
but june
would you save me, june?
and june will be maybe in tune
and I don't think it's art to complicate with minds
and not getting very far.
come over here.
and it's all about kindness
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5. |
Soup
04:25
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I never say"I fall". I fall.
I thank you so much for all encore
and never wash away the blood
after all.
Self containment. bummer, it drains again.
and your shape.
the night's not only over.
and your shape.
the night's not only over.
like a cobain blow away.
like no one I saw today.
A million miles to all seems are helping.
round about they might know about my nasty habit.
and your shape.
the night's not only over.
and your shape.
the night's not only over.
mountain calling.
I feel beyond, through and out.
and let me pass out. your drink.
i like to be bypassed.vicodine
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6. |
Litwa (Bonus Track)
05:29
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and the glam in my glass
for a little bit of affect
I changed my mind.
And I really like you in my bed sometimes
the streets in brass no more contain some cure at last
what's your type again?
but oh! I know it's gonna be hard someday. but, well..
well, I don't think so!
and the jeans' tight fit
thinking all about the effect at night
and there are many songs about the name of it
I guess the mean some memories
somehow they might know about gasoline.
but oh! I know it's gonna be hard someday. but, well..
well, I don't think so!
in a way. in a way . in a way
they never meant to show it off
but you see: there are first live pictures of the end of all.
I might become worse when I fall in for some
but love forever stuck in my intentions
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high dart Vienna, Austria
We lost our ability to write teenage songs when we turned 20. It was absurd.
We lost our ability to write songs when we turned 30. It was absurd
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