1. |
Sick Sweet
03:16
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I’ve got a sick sweet dream and it’s tearing me apart inside
Dealing a guilty plea to my loneliest heart’s desire
Am I just too dumb to fight it
Am I just too high cause in my mind
You’re like an afterlife and I really wanna die tonight
So starved for the sunshine
Won't you be mine be mine be mine
Guess I just spent my wishes
Can I get just a few more to set aside
Cause it looks like the rain’s running wild
Well it’s a sick sweet life and I’m gambling it all tonight
With every shade of me flying like freaks on a free ride
Cause there’s no use trying to hide it
It's so obvious that every touch feels like an afterlife and I really wanna die tonight
So parched for a relapse
Won't you do that do that do that
Guess I just spent my wishes
Can I get just a few more to set aside
Cause it looks like the rain’s running wild
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2. |
Triple Seven
03:26
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A little bit uncertain
I wasn’t really sure
I walked out in silence
I shut that door
Didn’t know what to tell you
I didn’t know how
I wanted to know you
But you never came around
Can you feel it?
Did you get my note?
Do you see me?
I’m in the undertow
Let go of my hand
It’ll only start a fire
You’d rather be here than be
Anywhere
She comes as she pleases
Doesn’t think about it twice
Walks with her demons
Through a dark paradise
Spoonful of sugar
Could make it alright
I wanna be better, better, better, better, better
Can you feel it?
Did I lose control?
No more reason
Have I ridden up the wall
Hold on to my hand
I wanna start a fire
I want you to take me out anywhere
What’s left to do
When my head’s in the clouds
Haven’t quite figured that out yet
What’s left of me?
What’s left of me now?
Guess I’ll just fall asleep into your arms
Can you feel me?
Can you feel my heart pound?
Does it matter?
I know I want you around
Triple seven
We float into the sky
Now we can both be out anywhere
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3. |
Persuasion
02:48
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Close my eyes
Bury the words into my heart
Slow breath out
Barely alive at least it's a free sign
I crush my head
Over and over into dust
Stretch my will
Further until i’m strung out
You told me
My dreams get so lonely for you only
You told me
You told me
You told me
Clutch my hand
Stolen away to nowhere fast
Twist my arm
Take your persuasion out of the picture
I close my eyes
Buried alive inside my love
Slow breath out
Oh
You told me
My dreams get so lonely for you only
You told me
Oh you told me
My dreams get so lonely for you only
You told me
You told me
You told me
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4. |
Game
03:25
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Pulling at the cuff
You’ll see this
Confusion is all a game
When you play like that
No reason to win or lose it
You’re lost to it
Ooooh, who’s the odd one out
When the fields a flood from the neck down
Perfect strangers on a perfect day
And even they can’t turn the tides around
All those days no thoughts to entertain
But I still try in the meantime
All those nights I tried to freeze the waves
As they wash my world away
Pulling at the cuff
You’ll see this
Confusion is all a game
When you play like that
No reason to win or lose it
You’re lost to it
When you play like that
Like that
Like that
Like that
When you play like that
Like that
Like that
Like that
Make me crazy when you play like that
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5. |
Love On The Outside
03:58
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Woke up again with your name in my mouth
Drive myself sick not to let it fall out
Cause you say the word and I’ll fall at your feet
Does this mean the world to me
Clock out and face it tonight on my own
Left with the fantasy haunting my phone
But once in a while I just smile at that
And shake up the chains on my back
Are you down, are you free?
Are you listening to me at all?
I’m talking ‘bout love on the outside
This time can we rewind
To the moment I’m dreaming of
I’m talking ‘bout love on the outside, love yeah
People are strange and this life’s such a gas
Caught up believing there’s no more to be had
But once in a while you could smile at that
And once in a while I’ll come back
After all this time I still got a question to ask
Are you down, are you free?
Are you listening to me at all?
I’m talking ‘bout love on the outside
This time can we rewind
To the moment I’m dreaming of
I’m talking ‘bout love on the outside, oh yeah
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6. |
Little While
04:38
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Running in circles
My feet barely touch the ground
Have you heard I’m back in town
I’m spread too thin, I can’t see you
Hope you’re having fun
I’ll call you back in a little while
Self-driving car
I wonder where you are
You warned me, “don’t get in”
There’s a ghoul in the back seat
I’m spread too thin, I can’t see you
Hope you’re having fun
I’ll call you back in a little while
I’m spread too thin, I can’t see you
Hope you’re having fun
I’ll call you back in a little while
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7. |
Busted
05:47
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Take a walk and dance along the edge a while
You’ll find it all until you’re face down can you taste it
Did you wait so long wasted all words you might save when you’re alone
Did you see someone chanced to be the face you once spit at
You wanted so bad
Well if you like that
Stick around for the rest of the show
Cause it’s right now
Shake your hips at the end of the world
Till you come down
Falling back to earth
Cause it’s a nice smile
For such an ugly day
You live the lifestyle
Is there no other way
Thanks a lot, the sunshine seems so obvious at 6 o’clock
I guess someone tore the drapes off
Did you wait so long wasted with morning light so overdue
Don’t you hate that sound pulsing just beneath your eyelids
So busted
Well if you love this
Stick around for the rest of the show
Cause it’s right now
Shake your hips at the end of the world
Till you come down
Falling back to earth
Cause it’s a nice smile
For such an ugly day
You live the lifestyle
Is there no other way
Now turn the lights out
Cause it’s one and the same
Yeah turn the lights out
There’s just no other way
Aw come on
Well if you like that
Stick around for the rest of the show
Cause it’s right now
Shake your hips at the end of the world
Till you come down
Falling back to earth
Well it’s a nice smile
For such an ugly day
You live the lifestyle
Is there no other way
Now turn the lights out
Cause it’s one and the same
Yeah turn the lights out
There’s just no other way
Now turn the lights out
Yeah turn the lights out
Now turn the lights out
Just turn the lights out
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8. |
Just Like Sunday
03:22
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I waited too long to take you to the movies
I knew that I could take you any time
Don’t tell your friends that I’m a careful person
I wanna be a good girl on my dime
I’ll see you on a Sunday
We’re gonna do it your way
Come here let’s turn a new page
Well, believe I’m gonna drink your cherry wine
These days are gonna leave me in the rain
I wanna be your big, bad second place
Do you know how far this boxcar train is goin’?
I’ll watch the time but I’m not gonna wish my life away
I’ll see you on a Sunday
Don’t waste your money on me
These leaves, they get me every time
Well, believe I’m gonna drink your cherry wine
Believe I’m gonna drink your cherry wine
Take the money and run
Take the money and run
I’ll see you on a Sunday
Don’t waste your money on me
These leaves, they get me every time
Well, believe I’m gonna drink your cherry wine
Believe I’m gonna drink your cherry wine
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9. |
Honey
04:27
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Happiness bleeds like honey seeps through the teeth, yeah
There’s a new sad song everyone’s mad for when the bends come back around
Fever pitch bells are widening every spectrum
It’s a cruel show but everyone knows that curtains tend to close
Glass in my hands, diamonds in my eyes ah-ooh (Honey honey, how you kill me)
Pearls in the sand, sugar in the ice ah-ooh (Honey honey, ooh honey honey)
Bleach in the bread, acid in the wine ah-ooh (Honey honey, how you kill me)
Gas in my head, poison in my mind ah-ooh (Honey honey, ooh honey honey)
Passions so cheap don’t struggle to breach the surface
It’s a lit world and everyone’s girlfriends got the keys to a cooler ride
Passengers brace to rapidly face the harvest
It’s a strange time but everything tastes right when you know the slang
Glass in my hands, diamonds in my eyes ah-ooh (Honey honey, how you kill me)
Pearls in the sand, sugar in the ice ah-ooh (Honey honey, ooh honey honey)
Bleach in the bread, acid in the wine ah-ooh (Honey honey, how you kill me)
Gas in my head, poison in my mind ah-ooh (Honey honey, ooh honey honey)
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10. |
Spit
04:56
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Before you leave
I wish you would
Say what you mean
Just had to be so preoccupied
With having such a good time then
Just flew too high
Just lost my head
Just got so blind
To what the signs said
So what, no use, don’t even need to ask you
Just bite my tongue and suck it up
Who’s gonna break my heart
Who’s gonna wear my mind out
Wish this choice was mine
Can’t you see how
There’s a million ways to spit the words out
Who’s gonna a haunt my head
Who’s gonna wear my love down
Kiss this dream goodbye
Till you see how
There’s a million ways to spit the words out
So promise me
Just one more time
Those honesties left at the bedside
Won’t fade too fast, no way to make the good times last
Fall to my knees
And drop my head
My conscience clean
As long as I can
Relax those thoughts
Don’t bother with the past
I just bite my tongue
And suck it up
Who’s gonna break my heart
Who’s gonna wear my mind out
Wish this choice was mine
Can’t you see how
There’s a million ways to spit the words out
Who’s gonna a haunt my head
Who’s gonna wear my love down
Kiss this dream goodbye
Till you see how
There’s a million ways to spit the words out
Who’s gonna break my heart
Who’s gonna wear my mind out
Wish this choice was mine
Can’t you see how
There’s a million ways to spit the words out
Who’s gonna a haunt my head
Who’s gonna wear my love down
Kiss this dream goodbye
Till you see how
There’s a million ways to spit the words out
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