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35
05:09
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In a room
With no blinds
Is where I scroll through
The headlines
“Cos, I’m primal in the neon”, she said
Round her fingers a phone cord of vermillion red
You say no through silence
Or you say nothing at all
You say no through silence
Here we go again
Shot and forgotten
Buried again
What do I hear
Down the hall?
Argument, punishment, suburban hell
You say no through silence
Or you say nothing at all
You say no through silence
Here we go again
Shot and forgotten
Buried again
I need you baby
Gotta believe me baby
I heard a voice down the corridor say
But heaven grants no wishes
on a Sunday
Soon you’ll be just another headlight
Scanning my walls
For a second you’re fluorescent
Then ignored
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2. |
Adequate Apologies
04:34
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Cold morning
Battlegrounds
And post elevator blues
City’s grey now
To its sister the night shiner
I limp from my new Nike shoes
Her eyeliner
Turned all the way down now
She’s a phone call I can’t refuse
Deflower the glitch in me
So when I got into work
I downloaded a dream
from the office
vending machine
Catch the bus
You dripping husk
And feed ya face
With pixel lust
Feed the ego
If you must
Make friends
To forget
Send texts
You'll regret
Keeping people
At arm's reach
On the cusp
Of reaching forever
Tied to this tightrope
Of terror
Yet caught in the jaws
Of remorse
Change the channel
Cos I’m bored
Images blood lapping shores
Or glamour and spiked hoes
Or corruption
wearing suits
Downloaded yet can’t compute
Don’t hang up
Don’t hang up
Don’t hang up
Where there's ads on the walls
Lit car parks empty malls
All I do is
Breathe in and freak out
Grip the wheel
Though I stall
Blue lights under doors
All I do is
Breathe in and freak out
Waking to the sound
Tv audience in my lounge
All I do is
Breathe in and freak out
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3. |
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Underneath fluoro
Surveillance skies
All was forgiven
Yeah all could be forgiven
Lucid in the torture
Of the calm modern age
All is forbidden
Yes all is forbidden
Beware the sound between
Her slow syllables
Where all is revealed
Yes it's all there to be revealed
Going to to another side
Going to to another
Going to another side
I heard the voice in my head
Greetings from inside it said
So I’ll send a message
And a secret eye
Can look over it
As I reply
At arm's reach yeah
is the best distance
So the hair can still stand on end
Cos, She has a lot of male friends
Some with scars
Some with mucho cars
Yeah she revels in the attention
Long lingering appreciation
Meetings with hidden meaning
Searing, stealing steaming
This feeling of nothing but leaving
Read my facial expression
Squeeze the trigger on my aggression
These lines you’ve had
Front star,
Beauty scar
Spotlight stage time
For too long
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4. |
Sad Face Emoji
05:49
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Alone
In a London flat
You cried
747s breach the heavens
These spires reach too high
At the end of every failure
Comes a savior in disguise
Maybe I took it too seriously
Bowed down to delirium
Better you than me
Caught in this dreaming
Caught in this feeling
Better you than me
Fear
we go again
Are you lost here my friend
Just a routine
emergency
Caught in the jaws of a life
You the lovers know
This undertow
Caught in
And spiraling out
Contestant number one
come on down
There’s a new game in town now
just for you
Fear
we go again
Are you lost here my friend
Just a routine
emergency
Caught in the jaws of a life
You the lovers know
This undertow
Caught in
And spiraling out
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