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Lucidity (F.W.K.)
04:58
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And so I am quite scared
because nothing feels quite real.
Three letters on my arm,
but nothing is revealed.
I look around myself,
searching for a clue,
but every time you speak
I find I’m lost in you.
So why can’t I tell that it’s a dream?
I’m sure your face is true,
and that your name is still
exactly what it was
back when I climbed that hill.
But when I reached the top,
I knew I was not there –
instead I was in space,
clutching at the air.
So why can’t I tell that it’s a...
Dream something,
learn nothing,
feel everything.
The fire round your dress
is freezing all my skin,
and as you play your cards,
I can taste the sin.
Selecting words from bags,
I piece together hate,
but then you take my love,
you know not how to wait.
So why can’t I tell that it’s a...
Dream something,
learn nothing,
feel everything.
Dream something,
learn nothing,
feel everything.
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2. |
Hell
03:38
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This is my hell
Watch as it melts
Walking on love with no taste and no smell
Give me your hand
Your mouth in the sand
Layers of white that I don't understand
I don't want to be your inferior identical twin
No brother have I
Please don't force me to lie
Your blue expectations when I can't see the sky
Make our way up
And make our way down
We will be naked when we come out
I don't want to be your inferior identical twin
Breathe in the smoke
Make sure that you choke
Overpowering sweetness, a humourless joke
I don't yet know myself
But this is my hell
Walking through love with no taste and no smell
I'm not gonna be your inferior identical twin
But you pull me back
And you make me fight
I can't turn my back
And I can't win but you'll always lose...
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3. |
He is Dancing
00:35
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4. |
Let Your Bones Dissolve
02:36
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And so this is it
It knows every corner
No exit this time
I'll accept my fate
Curl up in a ball -
Easier to swallow
Gently, down I fall
Soon my memories will follow
Only a sensation
My bones have not dissolved
A choice is on the table
They're waiting for my call
The question seemed so easy -
Desire to survive
But when everything is resting on me
I must count down from five... four... three...
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5. |
Until Morning
02:38
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Such a thing we dreamed,
skin by skin, minds on a screen.
And we would never speak of it,
but some thread from our fingers,
so I suppose, was there to link us.
And we would only know it
until morning.
And in that place we held
more closely than our limbs entangled.
Our own white cloud cathedral,
and there belief would stay
until morning.
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Here I am on this island again
The ship teased the shoreline and turned round again
I'm so tired of swimming, I never reach anywhere
Saltwater worsens my thirst
The promise of tasting a bubbles that bursts
In the clear grey skies of anywhere
Searching inside for reassurance
Voices empty as night
Running out of the will to endure this
Alone
Here I am in this tunnel again
With no light to guide me, no sign of a friend
And every step feels like the last as it echoes right through
Heart weighing down as I call
For some sure arms to stop my exhaustion and fall
To a place that is warm and where peace lives and echoes right through
Searching inside for reassurance
Voices empty as night
Running out of the will to endure this
Alone
And all these words are just flowers at my tombstone
And all these thoughts are just weak
And every memory grey as I walk past
Another blank face in the street
And this game doesn't need another player
And this picture could use some more pink
Want to grab myself the Mona Lisa and say:
This is done, now I don't need to think anymore.
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7. |
Criticism
01:00
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The names of your songs are all the same.
The names of your songs are all the same.
The names of your songs are all the same.
Something will have to change.
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The kids threw stones across the river
Where the spray paint does not face the trees
Hurling their parents' neglect and their unfed desires and their poverty
Into the air
Into the air
Into the air
And into the water
Overcoming the challenge of distance
And none of them seemed like they cared
That their friends were their targets, their angers all knew that the rush of the game
Made this war
Made this war
Made this war
Made it right
The kids threw stones as I walked past
In the middle of that jealous road
And they were not aiming at me, they just did not understand that my rage
Was equally true
Was equally true
Was equally true
Their eyes were all blue
Now the kids still throw stones at each other
But I have re-found all those pretty red curls
The eyes of my father turn upwards and gaze eternally
Into the air
Into the air
Into the air
And into the water
Into the water
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9. |
J021J
04:08
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Can I have your reference please?
Can I please take your number?
How far in advance did you plan this life?
Are you properly aware of the dangers?
I’m sorry, you’re not entitled to happiness.
I’m sorry, you’re not entitled to love.
You don’t have the necessary experience for mutual desire.
I’m sorry, you’re just not what we’re looking for.
Got to keep on working through the night –
at least two more people I could exploit,
hundreds more dollars profit I could make for my company.
Got to prove to myself that I belong in this city.
I’m sorry, you’re not entitled to happiness.
I’m sorry, you’re not entitled to love.
You don’t seem ready to do what everyone else does.
I’m sorry, you just seem to want this a little too much.
Jack and Jill went up the hill
to try and find employment.
But Jack was not a qualified water carrier
so they had themselves a little accident.
Can I have your reference please?
Can I please take your number?
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10. |
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Hey, comedian
Would you assassinate these Christians for me?
Hey, comedian
If I gave you this gun
Would you do it - one, two, three?
Watch for those security guards
They'll pop up and then you will have
Fire on your hands
Fire, bloody fire, on your hands
Hey, what have you done?
Now I'm stuck inside this crowd of vulnerables
Out, against the glass,
I see a piece of paper
Push itself right flat
Watch for those security guards
They'll pop up and then you will have
Fire on your hands
Fire, bloody fire, on your hands
Look at this old man
He can barely run from those who chase him
I help him up the escalator
And now we're on the roof
With all the victims' names laid out
But now he's crying - truly
And deep inside, I know
He never wanted anything to be this way
Watch for those security guards
They'll pop up and then you will have
Fire on your hands
Fire, bloody fire, on your hands
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11. |
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Somewhere between
cat and mouse is where you belong.
I'll watch you chased happily;
I see no tragedy.
This has to die now.
It can't go on.
These twitches break my heart.
Real life has gone.
Sometimes I simply say
that this must be nature's way.
Yet still I know I watch
a theatre of cruelty.
This has to die now.
It can't go on.
These twitches break my heart.
Real life has gone.
I can't do this
with no conclusion.
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12. |
???
05:06
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Sam Brightbart London, UK
I never write the same song twice. I'm happy just to roll the dice.
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